The silence lasted until Qian Wanyu came in.
Qian Wanyu first walked over to look at Tong Yao's comic and reminded her, "Rest for a while after finishing each page, or you'll lose strength in your hand again."
Tong Yao had been about to take a break, but Zhang Yanqing's interruption left her suddenly irritated. All she could think about was Seventh Sister's company and his purpose in coming today. "Mm, I'll take Le Le to get something to eat."
Le Le immediately dropped the Talking Pen in her hand. The two of them went to look at the counter and brought back two plates of pastries.
"I heard you climbed into that young starlet's bed." Qian Wanyu pursed her lips. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Tong Yao standing off to the side as though something had caught in her throat, adorably dumbstruck. "Looks like you're in trouble."
Zhang Yanqing had indeed gotten himself into trouble. Otherwise, given his personality, he would probably still have dropped by Love Entwined now and then to make his presence felt. "You don't seem like someone who'd throw stones at a man down a well, Miss Qian."
Qian Wanyu naturally wasn't. After deciding to start an entertainment company last time, she had begun gathering information on the field. Occasionally, when she had nothing to do, she would imitate those idle people and browse Weibo and the trending searches, looking at celebrities great and small in the entertainment industry. Carefully crafted personas collapsed and people tore into one another every day. She found it increasingly fascinating, like a battle within an imperial harem, everyone matching wits and courage and relying on their own abilities, waiting to see who would laugh last.
"I've simply had a little too much time on my