"Good evening, Mr. Scheele."

The beautiful young woman with a round face greeted her softly, her eyes seemed to be covered with tenderness.

"I really don't mean to disturb you, I just want to take a closer look at you."

Wearing a red one-line off-shoulder collar dress, the lady with short ear-length hair bowed Yingying. Her right hand was placed lower than her chest, which allowed a heavy snow-white scenery to be seen.

"Thank you for your hard work rehearsing." "Would you mind going to your room?"

"...Thank you for your love!"

When the girl wearing a pure white lace shawl and another blue-eyed girl with wavy blond hair saw Fan Ning walking away, they walked directly into his lounge with expressions of excitement and longing.

Then there was a burst of rapid and happy laughter and gasping.

"After they came out, they immediately cleaned up and returned to their original state." Fan Ning turned around and said after walking six or seven meters.

"No problem, sir." The two fat staff squatting in the aisle immediately raised their heads.

They were holding large bowls and spoons and were devouring the dishes. The bowls were piled with mountains of seafood noodles, sausages and eggs.

"Let me in for a moment!"

"I have letters! Lady Vanessa knows me!"

"Lady Renela still dotes on her loyal subjects!"

"I swear to the poet, I will only look at her once!"

“I’m just asking you to take my gift to Miss Bevney!

"

On the other side of the cast and crew passage, at the stairwell held by a red line, four "flower-touched people" and a group of security personnel were facing the crowds of guests below who did not have enough status to enter the cast and crew backstage.

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The hoarse and earnest shouts were mixed together, hitting people's eardrums one after another.

"Da da…"

The corridor echoed with the sound of leather shoes hitting the wooden floor.

Fan Ning did not look back and continued to walk forward with a calm expression.

He knocked lightly on a room door.

"Who?" A girl's voice was alert and soft.

"It's me." Fan Ning said.

The door opened the next moment, and a rich fragrance of seafood mixed with the fragrance of pastries, fruits and vegetables wafted into the nose.

A bright, small restaurant with a dazzling array of steaming food and wine on the table.

Luna, who was wearing a small formal dress and an elegant silk scarf, held a piece of white bread in her mouth. After closing the door, Luna handed two more slices to Fan Ning.

Miss Nightingale was still wearing the blue evening dress, but the seat she was sitting on was not at the dining table, but on the sofa against the wall.

She stood up and poured Fan Ning a glass of cold water.
Chapter completed!