A Long Time

The paparazzi pretended to be pitiful and cried in front of her.

Qiao Mianmian hesitated for a while before turning to Gong Zeli. "Their cameras have been destroyed. Let's just forget about it."

The anger in Gong Zeli's eyes lessened when he heard her voice. He looked over at Qiao Mianmian with gentleness and warmth in his eyes. "You don't want to pursue it anymore?"

"Mm." Qiao Mianmian nodded. "The cameras were destroyed. They already learned their lesson."

"Alright." Gong Zeli immediately agreed. "Forget it, then."

The paparazzi didn't expect it to be so effective.

They didn't expect Gong Zeli to listen to Qiao Mianmian.

Qiao Mianmian said forget it, and he immediately did.

But everyone knew that the Young Master of the Gong family wasn't a good-tempered person, nor was he the type to listen to others easily.

The paparazzi looked at him, then at Qiao Mianmian, and then exchanged meaningful glances.