"With you like this, Bai Cenxi must be so heartbroken, right?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianqian fell silent again for a while before finally lifting her eyes to look deeply at her agent and said, "Is it good to drag one's feet when it comes to matters of the heart?"
"You're right, but..."
With a soft sigh, Yu Xiajing still resolved to hang up her phone and then said, "Poor little Bai Cenxi, so pitiful!"
"Pity him? Then go comfort him! Maybe..."
Knowing what she was about to say, Yu Xiajing immediately gestured for a pause, "Cut it out! If I could catch Bai Cenxi's eye, would I still be here persuading you to answer his calls? I'd have thrown myself at him long ago, okay?"
Having said that, Yu Xiajing glanced disdainfully at Gu Qianqian.
Love is such an incomprehensible thing, the one you like doesn't like you back, and the one who likes you is not the one you fancy.
So this is what they call 'different strokes for different folks', right?
