When one was in a bad mood, the most delicious food would still taste like wax.
Pei Ziheng reminded her of the things she should watch out for during crisis management, before saying, "If it's too tough, you still can return to Imperial Entertainment."
Xia Ling shook her head wearily.
Pei Ziheng looked over at her. This petite girl next to him was looking paler than usual, and there was fatigue in her expression as well as a bit of panic. If this was the outcome of him letting her go, then he should just try to win her back. "Li Lei has no idea how to take care of you." Pei Ziheng said in a low voice. "When you were in Imperial Entertainment, you never encountered something like this."
"No one died when I was at Imperial." Xia Ling instinctively rebutted him.
