Good intentions deeply rooted in the heart will not be erased even after ten thousand years of trials and tribulations.
Like a hundred lanterns illuminating the vast wilderness, it is shining brightly.
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Ye Zhen was taken aback, "This is Ming Jing's voice."
She had been busy reading scripts these days and had not been online for a long time, let alone knowing about Ming Jing's press conference today.
She quickly leaned in for a look, "It's a live broadcast?"
Soon she understood the ins and outs and sighed, "Ming Jing is really great."
Zheng Qing chuckled, "Don't make her sound all high and mighty. Ming Jing doesn't do these things just for people to be grateful to her."
Ye Zhen glanced at her, "Zheng Qing seems to know Ming Jing quite well?"
Zheng Qing's eyes held a meaningful gaze, "Of course, I don't know as much as you do, being her close senior sister who grew up with her."
Both were thousand-year-old foxes, making a game of ancient legends.