"So what if you heard that? I've been eating instant noodles for three days already. You can't be reached, Liang An says he needs some personal space, no disturbances outside of work hours, and I can't cook. It's the holiday season, and there aren't many places open selling food, and what's available I'm tired of. So I'm stuck gnawing on instant noodles. What's wrong with me cursing at you? I haven't even hit you!"
Watching the man frustratedly fiddle with that tuft of hair on his forehead, Hua Yan just felt it was ridiculously childish.
"Are you done with work? Huh? I'm just curious, are celebrities really this free? Why do I see those big stars acting all busy like they're someone's lackey?"
"You mentioned big stars. I'm a small star, 18th tier and beyond, okay? I'm begging you, stop playing tough, hurry up and make me some food, I'm starving!"
