What she meant needed no further explanation: An Xiaxia wasn't worthy of Sheng Yize, whether in terms of her background or talent.
An Xiaxia rolled her eyes. "He's 183cm and I'm 160cm. I'll have to wear stilts if I want to my shoulder to be on level with his!"
"You know perfectly well that's not what I meant!" Li Fanxing was so furious that she felt like screaming. However, at the thought of the whole crew a short distance away, she realized she had to maintain her image. Fighting back her anger, she said through gritted teeth, "Hmph! You don't deserve him! You good-for-nothing dumbass…"
Flames of fury rose from the top of An Xiaxia's head. She was a good-tempered girl, but that didn't mean she would take whatever others threw at her!
She was about to give Li Fanxing a tongue lashing when a staff called in the distance, "Fanxing, it's your turn!"
Li Fanxing snorted and strutted away. An Xiaxia gave her back the finger.
