Do You Like Me?

"You can't broadcast this segment. Cut it off in the later stages! Cut it off!"

Chen Zixuan didn't care who was present or how many people had heard what Ai Yang said.

To her, the most important thing now was to ensure that the production team would not broadcast this segment as it was.

"Hello? Chen Zixuan? What the hell are you doing?"

The call didn't end, and the person on the other end was still shouting.

Song Qingyou stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"I'm sorry, sir. We're recording a program and there's a situation here..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Chen Zixuan snatched her phone away.

The latter didn't rush to explain to Ai Yang, but stared warily at Song Qingyou. "What do you want to do?"

"Taking other people's things without their consent?"

Song Qingyou was speechless.