Qiao Ruoxin returned to her room, took a shower, and then walked onto the balcony to enjoy the breeze.
Her phone rang.
She went back into the room to grab her phone, then stepped onto the balcony to answer the call.
"Who's this?"
"How are you still acting like a child, thinking if you block my number, I can't call you?"
Hearing that voice, Qiao Ruoxin's entire being went on high alert, "Are you sick? Why aren't you sticking to your Jiang Ruolin instead of calling me? She's got feelings for you now, doesn't she?"
"But I've found I might like you more."
"Get lost!"
"I saw your first performance; it was pretty good, so I voted for you with five million votes."
Qiao Ruoxin immediately hung up, not wanting to hear another word, and certainly not needing that lunatic's votes.
...
On the third day, in the afternoon.
After the group competition recording ended, Qiao Ruoxin returned to her room to take a short nap before leaving.
Unexpectedly, Lan Ke gave her a call.
