"Xiaoqiao, hurry up! The screenwriter is really friendly. Even if you're nervous now, you'll definitely relax when you meet him. Just perform normally and good luck!" Bai Limuo cheered her on.
Jinmulin also gestured to her for encouragement.
"Uh, thank you," Gong Xiaoqiao nodded.
As Gong Xiaoqiao went up to the second floor and knocked on the door, she was utterly stunned when she saw who was inside.
And the person inside was equally shocked, spilling the teacup in their hand.
Goddamn it, can someone please explain what the hell is going on?
Chaotic was actually him?! This was just too insanely chaotic!
It sounded like it should be the pen name of a seductive woman; who would have thought it would belong to a man of ethereal detachment? And not just any man, but Qin Yao?!
Talk about a narrow path for enemies, but even that phrase didn't fully express the frustration boiling in her...
