Xiao Yinqiu's delicate brows slightly furrowed; she didn't expect that upon reuniting after so long, her bestie would come up with such a "bad idea."
"It can be understood that way, but listen, Qiuqiu," Liu Cui said, taking a sip of her life-prolonging iced Americano, "the number of women who want to seduce and pounce on Mr. Yang are countless, but those who actually succeed can be numbered on one hand. So don't think this is going to be easy."
Liu Cui continued, "Qiuqiu, although you are very outstanding, you also know that what the entertainment industry never lacks is beautiful women. Plus, with new 18 to 19-year-olds popping up one after another, you no longer have any advantage in age. In fact, you're at a disadvantage. If you don't seize the opportunity soon, you might just miss the chance with Mr. Yang!"
"Hmm, maybe Mr. Yang is already not interested in you. After all, Chen Ruohan is here tonight, and she's only eighteen."