C117 Jealousy

"Cedarwood Aftertaste?" Qingqing looked puzzled at Ruoshui through the laptop screen. Since when did this woman care about such things?

Ruoshui scratched her head, pouting a little. Seeing her like this, Qingqing felt something was off. With Yan's personality, she wouldn't normally pay attention to these minor internet celebrities.

"She's that influencer