Xia Ye's voice was indifferent: "No."
Lu Yinxing chewed on a rib and looked up: "What's up with Weibo?"
"What's up, you're all over the hot search top ten. You guys took five spots from yesterday's concert."
Lu Yinxing didn't show much surprise: "That's normal. With Yin Yifan's big fame, any news about him can hit the headlines, let alone a concert."
Lu Yinxing purposely flicked her hair: "Besides, I'm here too. You could say I'm a bit famous now."
Lu Yinxing, rarely narcissistic, was waiting for Wen Quan to praise her.
Wen Quan rolled his eyes: "Sorry, only one of those five is about your concert."
Lu Yinxing asked: "What about the others?"
Wen Quan signaled in Xia Ye's direction.
Lu Yinxing slowly turned her head, her gaze landing on Xia Ye.
Then the next second, Lu Yinxing stood up and went upstairs.
She went to get her phone.
Actually, everything was within Lu Yinxing's expectations.
