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She glanced at Tang Jingxing and shrugged helplessly, saying sarcastically:

"How pitiful, she really has to sleep on the street this time. I feel a bit distressed."

She claimed to feel pity for Warm Song, but her face showed no sympathy at all.

Tang Jingxing was amused by her wicked appearance.

The little girl wasn't the type to be unconditionally good.

She would help those who deserved it, and while she could be kind, she could also retract that kindness at any time.

Lu Xinyou didn't continue discussing Warm Song with Tang Jingxing, but thought of another matter.

"By the way, hubby, I heard you accepted a role in a play today. It's a novel written by a newcomer author from YD website. Is it true?"

Tang Jingxing knew about this and when Lu Xinyou asked him this question, her gaze twinkled, her black pupils were like little beacons of light.

Holding back a smile, he nodded, "Hmm, my agent already announced it on Weibo."