Li Qiao shrugged, "It's not impossible."
Wu Minmin grabbed a throw pillow and flung it towards Li Qiao, "I think you're asking for a fight."
Luoyu watched from the side, her heart skipping a beat.
This princess sure has some nerve.
Throwing sour plum boxes and tossing pillows, and yet the lady isn't angry?
Even Tang Yiting or Xia Lao Wu and the others probably wouldn't dare act so brazenly in front of her.
Soon, Li Qiao stood up lazily, ignoring Wu Minmin as she walked upstairs.
Wu Minmin bowed her head, tapping on the screen, and sneaked her phone to her mouth to send a voice message.
"Your Sister K is back; line up if you want to meet."
Just as the voice message went out, Li Qiao, who was climbing the stairs, threw a casual remark, "Does Su Lao Si know your first love isn't him?"
The next second, Wu Minmin quickly retracted the voice message, "My bad."
Luoyu was already used to such antics.
She almost wanted to toast to this strange friendship.
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