Nie Hanquan shot a sidelong glance at Ye Xuefu before sneezing again.
Seeing this, the assistant immediately spoke up, "Sister Xuefu, our Hanquan is allergic to you, so please don't provoke him any further."
This voice was much louder than before. Not only did everyone from the TV station hear it, but the male gods who were touching up their makeup also all heard it.
They all looked over at the same time, varying expressions on their faces.
Ye Xuefu's complexion turned ugly. She even felt a burning sensation and at this moment she felt stuck; neither staying nor leaving felt right.
She looked resentfully at Ye Ranran and asked somewhat reluctantly, "What about her?"
"Ranran is my good friend. I've never been allergic to her!" Nie Hanquan said and then took Ye Ranran's hand.
Ye Ranran was even more dumbfounded by this move; she didn't remember being close to Nie Hanquan.
As for the people around them, they gradually regained their composure, exchanging glances.