When they were styling, Jiang Muye started to impatiently walk around Ning Xi again.
"Ning Xiao Xi, have you chosen your gown? What are you going to wear tonight? I've just gotten information that that counterfeit is wearing some vintage gown that's been worn by some princess before and costs hundreds of millions. Just renting it for a day costs $ 8 million! There's no way our side could compare to that!"
Although Jiang Muye had spoken at length, Ning Xi only replied him with an "oh".
Jiang Muye was about to puke to death. "What do you mean by 'oh'? You need to at least reply with a sentence! What are you planning to wear?"
"I'm just going to drape a sack on me," said Ning Xi.
Jiang Muye was speechless.
I was being serious. Stop messing around!
I'm so tired!
Now, he finally understood the misery of managers when facing artistes who were not cooperative.
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