"Anyway, let's just focus on the competition." Huo Jiarong said.
"Right, what Jia Rong said makes sense." Hua Ciyue nodded.
Huo Jiarong: "..."
"Don't call me Jia Rong, okay!" Huo Jiarong said angrily.
Hua Ciyue wasn't listening at all and smilingly turned to Tian Pengpo: "Old Tiantian, I think you should worry about yourself."
Tian Pengpo clenched his fist: "Don't call me Old Tiantian!"
What the heck is Old Tiantian!
Those who know it's his surname, Tian as in field.
Those who don't, might think it's sweet as in 'sweet'.
Old Sweetie.
Hua Ciyue pretended not to hear Tian Pengpo's protest and said: "You said during the competition that you really like Ye Fei."
"I was just admiring her skills and character!" Tian Pengpo rolled his eyes, he truly didn't mean anything else, okay?
"Xiao Yueyue's words do make sense." Mi Ruoyun said.
When called Xiao Yueyue, Hua Ciyue accepted it happily without any resistance.
