Song Mengmeng's voice was a bit loud, attracting some curious glances. Fang Mei felt a little embarrassed and pulled Song Mengmeng aside, signaling her to calm down and speak softly.,"What then" Jiang Shiyi raised an eyebrow, looking down at her with disdain.,"What girlfriend, she's just a smokescreen. Look at her, no chest, no face. If I were her, I'd rather sleep with my own manager."。