After hanging up the phone, Xu Qingqiu looked at Chu Tian smugly as she ate, saying, "Heh heh heh, you might have to spend more money now!"
Chu Tian was peeling shrimp for her. Seeing her triumphant expression, he smiled and asked, "What happened? Why do I need to spend more money?"
"That's because my studio just became more valuable, of course! I just got a call; the concert tickets are sold out. Looks like my appeal isn't half bad, huh!"
"What do you think? Want your big sis to take care of you?"
Seeing her look so pleased with herself, Chu Tian couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Heh, that will indeed cost more money. But I recall initially asking you to hold a concert for thirty thousand people. Who was it that was all pitifully afraid of not selling out and losing face?"
"Urgh, don't mention it!"
"Okay, okay, I won't mention it. It's not like you said it, right?"
"Hmph, of course! How could I ever say such a thing? I still have that much confidence!"
