Zhang Miao chuckled radiantly: "It is between you and Little Xi, but I am certainly not involved. I am a goddess who stands independently beyond the world and observes everything, untouched by mortal emotions."
Gu Xiaorou's face dropped slightly: "Sister Miao, who calls themselves a goddess? That's so narcissistic! Also! I'm not interested in Yang Gang, don't slander me in front of Sister Xiaoxi!"
"Hmm... really? I was about to tell you some secrets about Yang Gang, but if you're not interested, never mind then." Zhang Miao replied with a playful smile.
Gu Xiaorou twitched in the corner of her mouth, she looked at Zhang Miao, about to speak but then hesitating. Eventually, she couldn't help but ask: "Sister Miao, what secrets about Yang Gang?"
"I thought you weren't interested?" Zhang Miao replied with a question.
Gu Xiaorou scratched her head, bracing herself to admit: "I'm just too interested in gossip."