Ji Zhiyao instinctively glanced at the minimized streaming room at the right corner. He would never know if there might really be someone amongst the twenty thousand people online with eyes so sharp that could recognize that this was Fi-god's little alternate account and who would set off all forms of violent bombardments of questions by the fans… At that thought, he directly closed the invitation and then picked up his phone, swiftly sending a text out.
[MelonRind: Currently livestreaming, not very convenient.]
[DB.MHF: Can't play?]
[MelonRind: I can, but wouldn't playing with you lead to people poking around everywhere about our relationship?]
[DB.MHF: … Are you a woman? Afraid of being involved in gossip with a man?]
