C197 Misunderstanding

Feeling the wetness on his broad chest, Wong Lixin held Ann Tiantian's face with his hands. His expression was full of pity as he said, "Oh my little beauty, why are you crying?"

"Director Wang, you don't know. I'm not as famous as Mu Chenxi, and I don't have as many fans as she does. Isn't it obvious that I'll lose to her in this poll?" I finally had the chance to stand on top of her head