There were five seats on the jury, and except for the one in the very center, all the others were already taken by judges.
"Why hasn't CEO Jian arrived yet? Could it be that he won't be attending?"
"Who knows, but it's already been five minutes past, why hasn't he come?"
Reporters beneath the stage whispered to each other, stealing glances at the empty seat among the judges, while Maomao looked around, searching for that tall and straight figure.
Strange, why hasn't Tianlin come yet.
Could he be dealing with that man who stole her backpack?
She furrowed her brows, then suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance.
"Here he comes, here comes CEO Jian."
"Indeed, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, those purple eyes are just like his father Quan Jingwu's, so cool."
...
Indifferent to the surrounding murmurs and gazes, Jian Tianlin walked straight to the empty seat at the jury's table.
