In the dark, a shadow walked to the front of Lu Qing. She looked at her and said with a smile, "Why? Have you already forgotten who I am, my dear agent?"
Lu Qing saw the figure in front of her and her expression changed a little. She said out loud, "Xia Ning, aren't you in K City? Why are you back?"
Xia Ning's hands were in the pockets of her jeans. She looked at Lu Qing and said with a ghostly smile, "How come you don't even know when your artist is coming back, dear agent? What have you been busy with lately?"
When these words were said, Lu Qing's face showed some anger. "Have you ever treated me like your agent?"
"Of course not!" Xia Ning said without hesitation. "Do you look like you are good enough to be my agent?"
"Xia Ning, don't cross the line!" Lu Qing glared at the girl in front of her and said with anger.
