"Michael, you…"
Tu Yilei frowned when he heard what Michael said. "What nonsense are you talking about? You're scaring her."
"I'm talking nonsense?" Michael sneered and glared at him. "How am I talking nonsense? Don't you know what your fans are like? When they go crazy, they can even give birth to eighteen generations of your ancestors.
"I told her to stay away from you for her own good.
"If you think I said too much, you shouldn't have said all this to her. Alright, I won't say it again."
With that, Michael turned his head away with a straight face.
Tu Yilei frowned. "Michael, I don't mean to blame you."
"Erm, Mr. Tu…" Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but feel a little guilty when she saw how unhappy they were with each other. She decided to leave quickly. "Actually, I think your manager is right. He did it for my own and for your own good.
