"Anyway, I'm an outsider to the circle and don't care about this bit of reputation, as for Young Master Qin..."
Su Ran gave him a once-over, saying unhurriedly,
"I'm not sure if he has the guts to go head-to-head with me. As an artist, it might be a good idea to pay attention to one's image. What do you think, Young Master Qin?"
Qin Zihuai's eyes harbored a deep shadow, and the cold aura emanating from him was chilling to the bone. He watched wide-eyed as Su Ran approached him, whispering,
"If your image gets destroyed, how else will you be able to protect your goddess?"
Qin Zihuai stiffened, looking at her with disbelief.
Su Ran raised her eyebrows at him.
"I'll be taking the person with me, thank you for your generosity, Young Master Qin."
Su Ran nodded at Tony, and the two left under everyone's gaze.
Qin Zihuai watched Su Ran's departing figure, his expression icy.
The next moment.
The sound of something being smashed came from the makeup room again.
