Luo Xiaoqian chuckled lightly, "Alright, I'll go tonight."
Xu Xia turned serious, "I'm being honest."
"My dear aunt, stop bossing me around. Let me tell you, if Leng Zimo is Sun Wukong, then I'm the Buddha. No matter how much he fusses, he can't escape my grasp. Just relax and go handle your business!" Luo Xiaoqian nudged and ushered her out of the office. "Tomorrow, fly directly to the United States. If anything goes wrong with the recording, I'll have Leng Zimo blacklist you!"
As she walked out, Lan Zi and others came over to meet her.
"Alright, alright, I'm leaving. I can't afford to mess with you guys but I can avoid you, can't I?" Xu Xia cast a sidelong glance at Luo Xiaoqian, then pulled out sunglasses from her pocket and put them on. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned back, leaned in towards Luo Xiaoqian, "Be careful with Luo Jun's side, don't let those paparazzi scare my dear nephew, and use that trick I taught you..."
