"You really never go online, do you, Mr. Wei."
The always emotionally stable He Zhichen couldn't help but adjust his glasses with a sense of helplessness,
"Mr. Moonlight, Miss Cat, both of you are 18 years old, you should at least know a little about them, right?"
"Why should I bother getting to know two irrelevant outsiders?"
Wei Xiaoxiao looked puzzled.
"....."
He Zhichen was at a loss for words.
Indeed, an artist as self-centered as Wei Xiaoxiao, who couldn't be bothered to even follow other singers' activities, let alone pay attention to the hot topics of other circles.
According to He Zhichen's understanding.
This popular female singer did enjoy sharing the comics and movies she watched on Weibo, it could only be said that she indeed lived in her own world.
Then, Wei Xiaoxiao's expression became somewhat troubled, resting her forehead in her hand:
"Goodness, what's the difference between this and traveling with two kids going through puberty?"
