By the time Wen Ying and Xu Jiali reached Song Jiayan's side, Xu Jiali suddenly frowned and cried out, "Song Jiayan, how did you get hurt? Didn't the production team even treat your wound? This looks way more serious than Jiang Beibei's."
Song Jiayan looked a little awkward. They were on camera, after all. How could a man complain about being in pain?
Although, it did sting quite a bit.
"Song Jiayan, how did you get hurt?"
Song Jiayan quickly explained what happened with the small bird, insisting that his wound was fine—just a scrape, nothing to worry about.
It would probably scab over by tomorrow.
Seeing how nonchalant Song Jiayan was, Xu Jiali pursed her lips. "If only you were famous, then you'd have fans to feel sorry for you. It all comes down to not having enough clout, huh."
[The things that come out of Miss Xu's mouth... I love it!]
[Jiang Beibei probably has no idea Miss Xu is so 'concerned' about her. She's so lucky!]
