The smile on Su Ling's face was still faint, but the curve of her lips contained a hint of coldness to it.
Su Feifei wiped her hands and didn't reply.
She looked at her face.
She was indeed very beautiful. Her grape-like eyes twinkled, and it was especially effective when she was acting pitiful.
Many fans fell into the pit because of this face, but if one were to rank the soul, Su Ling was definitely at the lowest level.
Su Feifei wiped her hands clean, threw the tissue aside, and turned around to walk out the door.
"Don't you want to say something to me?" Su Ling raised her voice.
Su Feifei stopped in her tracks. "Aren't you the one that wanted to talk?"
Su Ling narrowed her eyes and sneered.
"Do you think that you can get close to Bo Silin just because you came to this show? Do you think that your future as a star will be smooth sailing once this ends?"
