1784, I'm gonna spray you to death
She's always been the kind of person who's generous. If you give her an inch, she'll give you a mile.
But this An Luobai keeps messing around. Why should she talk nicely to him?
She's just going to go up and roast him until he knows his place!
An Luobai listened to Mu Anran and Song Yan's conversation. He didn't quite understand, but his face already looked quite unpleasant and impatient:
"Not only do I want to terminate the contract with you, but you also have to clarify on the official account: this tweet was posted without my consent, and it has nothing to do with me!"
Mu Anran rolled her eyes speechlessly, directly sat down in her seat, lowered her head to sip tea, and couldn't be bothered to deal with him.
"You..."
An Luobai still hadn't finished his words when Song Yan stopped him.
