"If you don't believe me, that's fine. We grew up together, and I know him better than anyone."
This time, Lu Xinyou didn't say anything. She didn't know how to argue with Chu Ci's words.
Chu Ci was Tang Jingxing's cousin, so she could say things that Lu Xinyou couldn't take seriously.
If she took it seriously, and somehow it turned into a joke, it wouldn't be good for anyone.
However, deep down, hearing all these uncertain things was truly enjoyable.
Everyone hoped that their idol would like them, right?
Seeing Lu Xinyou remain silent, Chu Ci didn't say anything else.
Some things should only be hinted at; saying too much might do more harm than good.
Old Tang, I can only help you this far.
If you can't win over this emotionally slow little white rabbit, don't blame me for laughing at you.
Lu Xinyou didn't take Chu Ci's words seriously.
Some daydreams are better left in your heart. Taking them seriously would be not only stupid but also shameless.