But she couldn't do anything.
She couldn't give up her friendship with Rong Yanqiao, but she couldn't give up on her brother either.
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Jiang Bei drove the car to the basement second floor of Jinding Entertainment Media, Rong Qingze's private parking space.
Unlike usual, today Rong Yanqiao was wearing a white chiffon dress with puffy long sleeves.
Her long coffee-colored hair was braided, making her look pure and cute.
Seeing her like this, Rong Qingze felt the urge to pinch her. Her appearance varied a lot, always able to surprise him, she certainly chose the right profession.
"Uncle, I'm going for the audition."
Rong Yanqiao saw Rong Qingze's gaze and smiled, trying to push open the car door.
She didn't want anything to happen between her and Rong Qingze here.
Rong Qingze didn't let her go that easily; he gripped her wrist and with a little force, Rong Yanqiao fell onto him.
"This fabric of yours is really cheap, Rong Yanqiao, where's the money you earned?"
