"It's all right," Pei Luochuan said casually, "I also sent quilts to President Feng and his family."
If someone is accompanying you, it's not a privilege anymore.
Tang Qian scratched her forehead and had no choice but to get off the van.
She was just about to walk towards the temple when she ran into Fan Qingbo, who was holding a phone and live-streaming.
Tang Qian frowned, thinking it was unlucky, and wanted to avoid her.
Unexpectedly, Fan Qingbo had already seen her walking over on the phone screen.
"Sister Qian!" She hurried over, forcing Tang Qian to appear in her camera lens. "Say hi to my fans!"
Tang Qian's face was cold: "It's too late, I need to go back and rest."
With that, she left straight away.
Fan Qingbo's live stream room was instantly filled with curses—
[I don't mean to say, but what's up with Tang Qian acting all high and mighty? Does she have that many worthwhile works? Isn't she just an eighteenth-tier star who started off in borderline roles?]
