"Thank you, Mr. Jing!" Luo Fang had just gotten into the car and quickly took the bottle, expressing openly and secretly, "Mr. Jing, I'm sticking with you these two days, please don't let us go hungry, just some food will do!"
Seeing Luo Fang's expression that resembled Hao Jin's, both goofy and sycophantic, Jing Jihan did not just glance at him through the rearview mirror but turned his head directly to give Luo Fang a look.
As if he was saying it's a waste of words.
Luo Fang, under that glance, hurriedly took all the bottles of water and distributed them to his wife, Xv Qingqing, and Shi Su.
"You better shut up, the rules of the game are right there, you got so many votes back then, otherwise if everyone's suspicions were a bit more spread out, maybe it wouldn't necessarily be Mr. Jing who won." Xv Qingqing retorted to Luo Fang, telling him to talk less.
