"Mom, it's not good for you to post this on your Moments. He's the most renowned actor, after all," Le Tian reminded her.
"That's right," Le Tian's mother thought. She turned back to Le Tian. "Why don't you give me Junqi's contact number? I'll ask if I can post it."
Le Tian, "…"
Had it been more than two minutes? Could she just withdraw everything that she just said?
Before she got beaten to death by her own mother, Le Tian's mother finally received Ding Junqi's WeChat name card. Downstairs, Ding Junqi, who was driving to bring Ding Yuejia home, was currently showered by criticisms from his son. How could he not Ding Yuejia along when taking a photo with his grandmother?
Ding Junqi was in a good mood, so he allowed her son to keep harping on in his baby voice.
