"What a pity, such an interesting event, I can't make it. Otherwise, I'd really want to see just how colorful Jiang Yu's expression would be."
Qian Yunfan took another bite of his carrot, tossed the remaining root towards a nearby trash can, clapped his hands and laughed, saying:
"Don't worry, I'll send you a video when the time comes. Isn't it easy to watch a drama?"
...
What was happening with Jiangxia, of course Jiang Yu in Jiangzhou didn't know.
After sharing two pots of tea and chatting a bit with Xiong Bingsheng in a small private room, Xiong Bingsheng, who couldn't sit still any longer, said his goodbyes and left.
He had obtained the right to use the private room and was feeling excited, just wanting to get back quickly to tell Niu Wenlin about it and share his joy.
