But seeing Xia Yumo frowning and wasting time arguing with those mentally handicapped fans, Qiao Xu was still touched.
In fact, one of the ways she was similar to Lu Moqing was that she wasn't very good at making friends either. Counting them up, the only true friend she had until now was Xia Yumo.
Watching her argue with the idiots for her sake, Qiao Xu couldn't help but feel warmth in her heart.
She reached out and held Xia Yumo's arm, saying, "Alright, they're just a bunch of jumping clowns. Why bother arguing with them? They might make fifty cents a post for insulting me, but I won't pay you back when you help me scold them."
Xia Yumo, who was initially furious at the stupidity on the internet, couldn't help but laugh at Qiao Xu's words.
She knew that there must be many paid trolls among them. No matter how reasonably she talked to them, they would still stand by their financiers.
