Little Tingting's face changed: "How can you be so unreasonable?"
Song Shijia raised an eyebrow, who is really being unreasonable coming over and trying to take someone else's seat without discerning right from wrong?
The assistant behind was unhappy: "We're in such a hurry, can't you just give way?"
Song Shijia asked, "If we let you take it, where will we go?"
It's almost time for the event to start, the streamers have mostly arrived by now, and including various staff, there's no place left except for the outdoor seats under the stands.
And it's windy these days, so cold.
Song Shijia was unwilling to let her Luo Luo go out and catch a cold wind.
The assistant said impatiently: "Who cares where you go, you can go anywhere!" He glanced at Yun Qiluo, his tone more ill-tempered, "Besides, hasn't your streamer said anything?"
Little Tingting also noticed that Yun Qiluo had been silent for a long time, and she smiled.
