Fashion Week Press Conference
"Brother Feng, how can you abuse yourself again? Don't you know that Yaoyao's heart will ache if you do this? You still have to attend such an important event today. Look at your dark circles. What should you do?"
Feng Biyan rubbed his temples. He felt that this woman was too noisy. She wasn't as obedient and sensible as she was when he first met her. He really didn't know what he was thinking in the past to actually think that such a woman was cute.
"What are you doing here?"
Su Xin Yao suddenly felt extremely wronged. He had said so much and done so much, and all he got in return was this sentence. However, he could only endure it and not let it out. He immediately felt an imbalance in his heart.