"I read all kinds of books, including history, science fiction, and so on." Ruan Tingyi smiled gracefully, responding cooperatively.
"Your interests are really broad, no wonder Tingyi knows so much." The host smiled and continued with the questions.
Gao Yuxin had lost interest in watching. She changed clothes, slammed the door shut, and left.
...
The show finally wrapped up, and Ruan Tingyi smiled and shook the host's hand once more.
Upon returning home and closing the door, Ruan Tingyi let out a squeal, leapt onto the sofa, and sank into it.
Ruan Tingyi's agent, Qi Feng, cast her a cold glance and said, "Mind your image."
"I'm already exhausted outside, do I still need to mind my image at home?" Ruan Tingyi crawled wearily from the sofa, then began groping under the coffee table, pulling out a bag of chips.
Qi Feng's face darkened: "I've told you countless times to stop eating that junk food. How old are you, still eating these?"
