Li Changge's expression was calm as he uttered that sentence.
He slowly retracted his hand and slipped it into his pocket.
Unseen to all, his fists were clenched tightly, knuckles white, fingernails digging into his flesh. Once opened, his palms would be covered in blood.
"Enough." With a helpless smile and a slight embarrassment, Li Changge said to Qu Youlian, "You actually believe those online hype searches that you can buy with money? It's all speculation. You're not one of my haters, are you? Enough is enough, isn't it fine that I let you pass? Why bother with such useless talk?"
After Li Changge finished speaking, he walked out of the tent leisurely with his hands in his pockets.
"Jingjing, you should conduct the interviews; I'm freaking exhausted."
Li Changge left these words behind.
And without saying anything else, he departed.
