"She talks a good talk, weeping to the public, apologizing, claiming to leave the entertainment industry to gain everyone's sympathy. Forgiven her and then shamelessly stays. Disgusting."
"Isn't that the truth?"
A few people were watching Lin Qiang on the big screen, discussing Xiao Man, without realizing Xiao Man herself was right behind them.
"I think," Xiao Man said, "according to Xiao Man's character, she wouldn't cry in front of the public. Not even if the sky fell."
"What do you know! Sly women all know to use tears—"
That person was in the middle of speaking but suddenly felt something off and whipped around: "Who?"
However, behind them was only air.
Two movers passed by them; Xiao Man had already taken advantage of the cover provided by the large bed and successfully turned into the stairwell.
Those gossipy women suddenly wrapped their arms around themselves, feeling a chill.
"Who was that... the voice sounded so much like Xiao Man's?"
