"What is this?"
"Does it have something written on it?"
"Looks like there's going to be a shocking twist!"
The people in the audience couldn't help but whisper among themselves, all restless in their seats.
Yan Zhirou stared at the piece of paper, frozen and motionless.
Yan Xinxin saw her reaction and spoke casually.
"What's the matter, my dear sister? Why are you zoning out? Do you have the courage to take out that piece of paper and read it aloud right now?"
"..."
Yan Zhirou's face gradually turned pale and ugly.
Even if she were foolish, she could tell something was wrong!
"Didn't you hear what Xinxin said?"
Mo Chuxi urged coldly, his sultry, thin lips delivering a commanding statement.
"Do it right now!"
"..."
Yan Zhirou was startled and terrified.
But she didn't have the guts to disobey Mo Chuxi's orders—even though she was unwilling, she still took out the piece of paper.
"Open it. Read it out loud."
Mo Chuxi demanded in an icy tone.
