Two girls emerged.
"Fuqing, Changning, you've just arrived," one of the girls said with a forced smile, barely concealing her insincerity. "Have you eaten? The hotel's buffet is closed now, but we, as idols, should maintain our figures and not eat too much anyway."
Si Fuqing dragged her suitcase into the room, not even glancing at her, "If you can't smile genuinely, don't bother. Your implant is slipping."
The girl's face turned green with embarrassment.
"Si Fuqing, what kind of way is that to talk?" another member of the girl group angrily threw a garbage bag on the floor. "Do you think just because you've gained a bit of popularity, you can be so arrogant? Sister Xue has gotten so many top-tier endorsements and she's not even as pretentious as you!"
"Not only am I pretentious, but I can also get physical," warned Si Fuqing, patting her face gently. "Behave yourself."
With a loud "bang," the door shut.
