Lin Fan's words infuriated Xia Wanqiu.
She was so beautiful, and she was even a superstar. She had so many fans, and many people liked her and wanted to woo her.
But Lin Fan asked if she liked him.
Humph.
Narcissist.
Even if she starved to death and jumped out of the window, she would never like Lin Fan.
If she liked Lin Fan, she would be a pig!
"Alright, alright. I was just joking. What if you really become a pig?" Lin Fan looked at Xia Wanqiu and teased.
"You're the pig. Your whole family are pigs. Smelly Lin Fan, I'm not talking to you anymore." Xia Wanqiu turned her head and no longer looked at Lin Fan.
"I'm angry. I want to eat something." Xia Wanqiu spread out her hands as she looked at Lin Fan with her beautiful eyes.
It was mainly because she wanted to eat.
Although she was a celebrity, she was still a foodie.