"Who's singing first?" Zhao Wanyang looked over arrogantly. Since Ye Xingling was bound to lose, she was happy to be the gracious senior and allow Ye Xingling to pick the order. Then she would have nothing to say after she lost.
Xia Ling laughed lightly and replied, "Up to you."
What? Up to me?! Zhao Wanyang was momentarily stunned, then became furious. This newbie… what was with her careless attitude? Did she even regard her as a senior in the industry? Zhao Wanyang's tone became even colder. "Then, I'll go first, in case anyone complains that I'm bullying a newly debuted singer."
"It's too early to say who's the bully." Xia Ling responded coolly.
