Jin Jumo didn't want to dampen Xixi's enthusiasm, because she knew well that the little girl had a three-minute passion streak; who knows, Rong Mochen might find a dance teacher tomorrow, and the day after, the little girl might quit.
Besides Jin Jumo, there was another person who truly understood Xixi, and that was Hanhan.
Upon hearing Xixi agree readily, Hanhan gave Xixi a sidelong glance and said coldly, "Forget it, you won't stick it out anyway. Tomorrow you'll tell the teacher you want to dance on stage, and later say you can't learn it and won't go on stage. Everyone knows our relationship, and I can't afford to lose face!"
Xixi widened her pretty eyes, feeling she had suffered thousands of tons of damage!
Jin Jumo pursed her lips, not planning to intervene.
Rong Mochen merely raised his eyebrows, staying silent.
"I definitely won't give up halfway!"
Xixi let go of Rong Mochen's thigh, angrily squeezing her little pink fists, glaring at Hanhan and saying.
