Lai Jiayi's heart pounded hard, being stared at by Zhao Yang. The girl sharply inhaled and subconsciously took several steps back.
She felt like not talking at all but then seeing Zhao Yang's gaze was still on her, she reluctantly spoke,
"T-today young master Zhao win a game…" Lai Jiayi paused and added, "T-the prize is my magical ability." Lai Jiayi's face flushed red while making an excuse.
'I wanna die. How can I say this in front of Zhao Yang?? This is so embarrassing!!'
Zhao Yang himself was taken aback. He couldn't understand what Lai Jiayi was talking about until Zhao Yun shouted.
"Miss witch is a magician! She shows us her magic power, moving a shirt button without touching it!" Zhao Yun looked at Zhao Yang while still hugging Lai Jiayi's leg.
Right after he said so, the boy winked at the young man. He mouthed,
'She is a magician. She performs a magic trick.'
