In the lounge.
Xia Bo Li picked up the card that Zhong Qiu had just thrown out.
Zhong Qiu sat on the sofa and looked at her from the corner of his eyes.
Xia Bo Li pursed her lips. if Mr. Mo shiguang can't act as a 16-year-old school bully, the questions we picked will make the audience feel awkward.
Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows. This was the effect he wanted!
"This isn't right," Xia Bo Li blinked her watery eyes, her fair little face was filled with an expression that said she couldn't do that.
Zhong Qiu chuckled. the competition is cruel.
Shiba nodded. you can't do wrong things. Mr. Zhong, please close your eyes and choose another question."
"What?" Zhong Qiu suspected that this little girl's brain wasn't too good.
He had to be so kind to people in a competition?
Was she an idiot?
Xia Bo 'er's face was pure and kind. the audience is God. Friendship first, competition second."
After she finished speaking, she looked down at the card.
