Jealous?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The assistant wanted to speak.
Feng Nai tapped on the edge of the table by using the lighter, his hand slightly propping up the side of his face. "Please don't tell me it's because of something like a bad influence."
The assistant was speechless. Could there be another reason?
"We compete, so we're only responsible for winning." Feng Nai looked over. "Since when do we need to care for the fans' emotions too? We might as well go make a living through prostitution!"
The assistant opened his mouth. "You don't have to put it so sharply."