"If they knew you were treating them like potatoes, I bet they'd be petrified!"
Bai Chenyao looked up, his expression indifferent.
"What's it got to do with me?"
Tian Tian: "..."
Not only would they be petrified, their hearts would probably break into pieces.
"Just eat your meal!"
Bai Chenyao glanced at the food in Tian Tian's bowl, noticing she hadn't eaten much. He frowned slightly, looking displeased.
Tian Tian: "..."
With a turn of her eyes, Tian Tian suddenly looked at Bai Chenyao.
"A Yao, why did you decide to hold a press conference today?"
Today, Mu Haiyun committed suicide by poisoning, and it's also the day of Old Madam Shen's funeral. Holding a press conference at this time... isn't it a bit inappropriate?
"It's just right!"
Tian Tian: "Hmm?"
Bai Chenyao put down his chopsticks, leaned back, exuding an innate elegance and nobility from his very being, impossible to ignore or miss.
"They'll remember it for a lifetime!"
Tian Tian: "..."
What's going on?
