Pei Muchan smiled without saying a word, while the barrage of comments was brutally sarcastic.
The show's crew had already begun to split up the groups. The male guests had stood up to invite their favorite female guests for a private dinner, yet only Xu Qingyan and Pei Muchan remained motionless.
One is the little queen of pop, the other the universally despised—hardly a match made in heaven.
"Hey, weird, how come no one is inviting you to have dinner together?" Xu Qingyan asked in a mischievously annoying tone, only to receive an eye roll from Pei Muchan.
"Asking even though you know the answer."
There was a rustling sound, the chain under the table moved slightly.
Supposing a male guest came over to invite Pei Muchan, leaving aside whether it would be successful. Even if she agreed, the guest would take a closer look and think, "Damn, it's a buy one get one free situation."