Jiang Mian had not sent her message long before Luo Ting called her.
"Hello?"
Luo Ting tentatively asked, "Can you open the door?"
Half an hour later, Jiang Mian elegantly descended from the upstairs.
Looking at the radiant and rosy-cheeked woman, Luo Ting felt inexplicably stabbed in the heart several times.
She herself was disheveled...
Ah! Sooner or later, this ancestor will drive me crazy.
Jiang Mian, with a smile brimming in her eyes, pushed the tea toward Luo Ting, "Sister Ting, this is premium white tea, it's cooling."
Luo Ting found herself speechless, she couldn't blame Jiang Mian for this situation after all.
It was President Fu who was in heat at midnight, after all.
Luo Ting pulled out a thick stack of documents from her bag: "Pick one, Movie Queen, there's a variety show that would be perfect for you."
Hmm??
Jiang Mian looked up at Luo Ting, curiosity in her gaze, "Let's hear it."
