Silence took over.
Pffft! Two seconds later, Xie Wanwan didn't manage to swallow a mouthful of crayfish meat and almost spurted it out.
"Tang Yuanchu, can't you be more creative?"
Well, this question was indeed not much fun.
Throughout Xie Wanwan's celebrity career, such a question was all too common.
She lifted her eyebrows. "You want to hear the politically correct version or my actual answer?"
Tang Yuanchu's stiff nerves began to slowly relax. "Both are fine."
His meaning was that she could choose between the two she mentioned. But Xie Wanwan took a glance at him and thought he wanted her to say both answers.
"If it's official, I would say that will depend on fate. When fate comes, that person will be what I've been looking for and he's just the way I like him."
"…" Indeed, that was a politically correct reply catered for the public.
Everyone could not resist laughing.
