Qiyao was so sincere that Jiang Xun felt that it would be a waste of her sincerity if she rejected her, so she quickly nodded and agreed.
"Aiya, Jiang Jiang, you're so nice." Qiyao hugged Jiang Xun's arm and shook it. "I like your straightforward personality, unlike some people who pretend to be polite and then regretting not speaking their mind. It's such a killjoy."
"Every time I meet such people, I don't stand on ceremony with them. It's fine if they just say that they're not willing. You have no idea. Every time I say this, I see the look on their faces that is so stifled, regretful and speechless. It's so funny!"
Qiyao's manager: "..."
This girl's filter on Jiang Xun was even thicker than the city wall!
And why did she say everything!
