Nangong Xiao really wanted to complain: hey, Di Yimo's girlfriend is sitting right here, you guys gossiping like this, is that really okay!
She subconsciously glanced at Zhao Meiqi and found Zhao Meiqi staring seriously at Di Yimo walking up to the stage, as if she hadn't heard a word those women were saying.
Nangong Xiao pouted. Looks like this Zhao Meiqi really does like Di Yimo; just look at the way she's gazing at him—seriously, so gentle and affectionate...
She was still letting her thoughts run wild when Zhao Meiqi suddenly came over and sat down—right in the seat Di Yimo had been in just now.
Nangong Xiao was stunned for a second, and then she heard the women behind them gossiping again, "I heard men with big hands are good in bed!"
"Di Yimo's hands look pretty big!"
Nangong Xiao frowned and instinctively glanced again at Zhao Meiqi. Zhao Meiqi looked completely unmoved by all this talk, then suddenly turned her eyes toward Nangong Xiao.
