Li Qing looked at the anchors with a dark gaze before quietly sitting back down.
They indeed quieted down and moved aside from the door.
Meanwhile, Hua Liangjun and Li Yumeng took the opportunity to slip away when Wu Xingxing had come out.
But Brother Hu and his group, like sharks smelling blood, doggedly chased after them.
The recent scene had greatly irritated Li Qing; he could hardly resist the urge to go up and give Brother Hu a good beating.
Little bastard, thinking you're something special because you're a broadcaster?
Carrying a phone gives you the freedom to disregard everything?
"They've gone, what are you planning to do now?" Li Qing glanced at Miao Yue and asked.
Miao Yue sucked the grease from his fingers, "Me? I haven't finished eating yet. I'll figure it out after I'm done. Brother, no need to say anything else, your cooking is truly delicious. It's made me afraid to look at it, but still leaves me wanting more."
