Yun Qiao looked at Su Yulin with a faint smile.
This woman seemed to be a little richer than Gong Xiaoxiao and had some tricks up her sleeve, but... she wasn’t that capable either.
She was petty and didn’t have any magnanimity at all!
She said to Su Yulin with a smile, “Is that so? “I’ll treat everyone to a midnight snack, and you can make up that I have an uncle in a restaurant who is a patron. Then, if you send cosmetics to everyone, does that mean that your patron is an old man who sells cosmetics? “Eh, I heard that most of the men in the cosmetics industry have a habit of breaking sleeves. Your Rich Man is supporting you and breaking sleeves... this taste is quite strong.”
After Yun Qiao finished speaking, she walked into the studio with a smile.
Her show was about to begin.
Su Yuling’s face was flushed red. She said angrily to the little actress beside her, “What did that B * Tch Say? What is this broken-sleeve paper skin?”
