"What's the matter, you're really not tired?"
Li Jia asked Tang Yuxin, who had been standing for several hours straight. If she stood like that, her legs would surely go weak, but Tang Yuxin seemed just fine, almost like she wasn't human—a superwoman from some other place.
"Tired, yes,"
Tang Yuxin replied, taking off her mask, "But no matter how tired, I have to go save lives."
"And also…" She reached out and poked Li Jia's stomach, "You should eat less. All you do is eat, sleep, sleep, eat, and look how big your belly has gotten."
Li Jia shyly hung her head, "The Yin Family has some, huh."
"Yes, some fat."
Tang Yuxin was indeed very polite as she brutally poked Li Jia, making her little heart bleed and ache from the sting.
Li Jia, feeling annoyed, stamped her foot, "Who acts like you? You don't even know how to play along when someone is putting on a rare performance."
"Oh..."
Tang Yuxin looked her up and down for a while.
"Then, please start your performance."