"I..." Huo Tian forced back the profane words that she wanted to say. Her smile froze. "I don't need to, right? There's nothing there for me, and there's nothing I can do. It'll be bad if I cause trouble for you."
"It's okay." Song Yaoyao smiled. "I'm not afraid of trouble."
Huo Tian was on the verge of tears. With a sad face, she said, "Do I really have to go?"
She watched Song Yaoyao go down the stairs. Words seem to appear on her back: 'What do you think?'
"Ahhh! Seriously!" She gritted her teeth and glared at Song Yaoyao's figure.
She really didn't understand how Song Yaoyao had so much work! Yesterday, Song Yaoyao had handed over part of the work in the studio to Huo Tian. She wasn't worried that Huo Tian would cause trouble at all. It wasn't like she wanted to die...
The studio was located in an office building in the suburbs. Song Yaoyao had rented a floor there to use as an office.
