Song Li: .....
This sounds like pimping!
Lin Xiaoxiao: "Miao Miao! How could you do this?"
"Why? Are you jealous?"
"I...."
She looked like she had something to say but swallowed it back. Qin Miaomiao couldn't help but laugh:
"Alright, I won't tease you. You guys continue talking, I'll head out first."
Once Qin Miaomiao left, Song Li and Lin Xiaoxiao fell into silence.
After a while, Song Li asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"
"It's okay, not really painful."
"Hmm."
Another awkward silence followed. Lin Xiaoxiao turned her head, secretly observing him. Did he really like her?
She found it hard to believe. Their statuses didn't quite match. Even though she was a top star, she knew that in the eyes of truly wealthy people, she was actually nothing.
"I'll arrange for someone to take care of you, so you don't have to worry."
"Thanks, but I have an assistant to help me."
"There will be many reporters trying to take sneak photos. Just one assistant won't solve the problem."
