The Popular Young Idol took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, hid a hint of murderous intention in his eyes, bowed his head, and muttered: "I understand, I'll call my agent."
He walked to the side to make the call.
The senior brother stared at his back for a while, withdrew his gaze to the tightly closed door, and started knocking again, just with a rhythm that had become weak and powerless.
Little Taotie had finished her meal, the little girl obediently wiped her mouth clean with a tissue, blinked her eyes as curiosity flashed in them, like little stars being lit up.
Chen Zi met Little Taotie's starlit big eyes, reached out to tap her little nose, "Keep your curiosity in check, don't mind the people outside."
"Okay, okay, alright." Little Taotie nodded like pounding garlic, her big eyes sparkling and rolling around.
Seeing her mischievous look, Chen Zi tapped her little nose once more, "Don't be naughty."
