Of all things, Jing Xianjun has a loud voice, and whatever she says, they definitely hear it.
Loh Minxian hurriedly says, "What nonsense are you spouting? She's Nan Mufeng's wife. To me, Nan Mufeng is like a brother!"
"Really?" Jing Xianjun laughs. Without turning around, she knows Loh Minxian has seen someone.
This kid has mingled in the entertainment circle and still doesn't know how to hide his emotions.
"Yes!" Loh Minxian nods seriously with force.
"Then who am I to you?" Jing Xianjun asks.
Loh Minxian: "..."
Getting trapped again!
Jian Xi looks at Loh Minxian, who seems on the verge of coughing up blood, and can't help but laugh. But she doesn't intend to rescue him.
"Come on, tell me, who am I to you?" Jing Xianjun presses, her bold heroine aura shining brightly.
"Hey!" Loh Minxian sighs helplessly, "Talking with such ambiguity, thank goodness this is the military district without paparazzi, or else you'd have driven me onto the front page."
