Su Li felt satisfied. Even though this year's Mid-Autumn Festival wasn't spent with her former family, it was still warm.
The only problem was that Tuanzi had an allergic reaction.
Although Su Li was worried about Tuanzi, she refrained from sending him a WeChat message, thinking he might be resting or asleep.
Yan Sida, sitting diagonally across from Su Li, was still rambling on about Mo Si Huang.
"I originally thought he wouldn't follow the trend like those other celebrities, but in the end, he compromised by advertising for some nonsensical online variety show." Yan Sida said, frowning as she looked at the comments on that Weibo post, which had already exceeded hundreds of thousands.
Su Li glanced at it indifferently, not wanting to engage with her.
Yan Sida continued talking to herself, each sentence filled with indignation, as if Mo Si Huang had become her enemy.
