"Get lost!" For some reason, he found Fu Zhuo irritating lately!
Ye Junqing strode into the living room of the villa.
The living room was equipped with a large LCD screen, showing real-time updates of today's voting situation. From time to time, people in the room glanced at the screen.
With less than three hours left before the voting deadline, Ye Shiting was in a commanding lead!
Glimpsing at the votes, Ye Junqing felt slightly better.
He walked to the large refrigerator in the living room, pulled out a can of beer, opened the tab, guzzled down the beer, and then hurled the empty can into the trash can.
He collapsed dramatically onto the sofa. His towering figure exuded an icy aura that warned, 'Strangers not welcome, acquaintances don't ask'. Anyone looking at him felt like they were facing an iceberg ready to erupt.
On the other hand, Ye Xingguang was also quite upset.
