It Doesn't Matter Where We Sit

The moment Chen Zixuan opened her mouth, the atmosphere at the scene stiffened.

Gu Xingchen smiled nonchalantly.

"Qingyou has been trending several times because she brings a cat with her every time she shoots. I thought everyone knew about this."

If someone else had said this, Chen Zixuan might have mocked him.

However, this was Gu Xingchen's request. Chen Zixuan could only smile embarrassedly.

"I don't usually read these posts. I'm sorry."

"Sorry, Qingyou."

"It's okay." Song Qingyou smiled.

The person in front of her was most likely Gu Xingchen's trouble.

Then she would stay away from the source of the trouble later.

Gu Xingchen didn't know what Song Qingyou was thinking at all and wanted to say a few more words to her.

Yu Muhuai glanced in the direction of the kitchen. "Let's eat first. We can't go too late later."