The fans of the stars in the livestream quickly started to hate Xu Ying.
[Speechless, is this Station Chief Xu deliberately trying to embarrass Ming Xueying? Even as a bystander, I can't stand it.]
[Right, our Little Ming handed it over with both hands, that's respectful enough, isn't it?]
[What a waste of food. Our Little Ming is so kind, still offering food after being hit by the fox.]
Ming Xueying caught Xu Ying's gaze, her face showing even more apology. She lowered her eyes and said in a negotiating tone, "How about this, I'll have my assistant buy one from the city and bring it to you tonight."
Xu Ying, seeing how humble the other person was, resisted the urge to frown. Damn it, who said variety shows were easy money?
She shook her head and patted Fox Si Bao on her shoulder: "No need, the little foxes aren't lacking food. They just haven't smelled the aroma of fried chicken nuggets before."
