Hearing these words, Nalan Che seemed to feel much more at ease. His Yan'er did not harbor any resentment toward him after all; it seemed he had been worrying over nothing.
Xie Qiao glanced over and noticed that the man had exceptionally fine eyebrows, delicate like curved swords and autumn moons, with an air that was both spirited and thoroughly scholarly.
It wasn't that she couldn't find partners to shoot short sketches and record videos—money makes the mare go, after all. Even though she was currently reviled like a street rat that everyone wanted to beat, she had somehow managed to become a hit precisely amidst this situation where all her partners were kicking her while she was down and pointing the finger of blame at her.
Chapter 911