At one o'clock, the meeting continued.
Le Yao was still sitting beside Nangong Jue as a mascot. Occasionally, when someone looked at her, she would smile. The rest of the time, she would sit quietly and observe everyone present.
The people in charge of the various districts sat in the first row.
Le Yao could actually see Ai Chen the moment she looked up. In the morning, Ai Chen's eyes had been on Nangong Jue's face, but in the afternoon, she realized that the girl had her head lowered.
Could it be that she had hit her too hard during lunch? Was she in despair? But that shouldn't be the case. It was obvious that that girl was very resistant.
However, as she looked at her, she realized that something was wrong with her. Occasionally, she would raise her head, but her face was a little pale. Her hand seemed to have been covering her stomach. If she wasn't pretending, this was definitely a symptom of discomfort.
