"Why not?"
The woman in front of him's smile deepened as she shoved the powder from the bag into his mouth, "Let all your fans see clearly how their beloved brother treats his constipation."
Tiny particles instantly fell into his mouth and he swallowed them.
Shi Yuanwei's eyes widened in terror, a chill spread through his entire body, and he was soaked with cold sweat from behind.
Demon!
This person was a demon through and through.
As soon as she let go, Shi Yuanwei sat up quickly, coughing violently, trying to spit the substance out.
His eyes flashed with fire, wanting to curse someone out, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came—his throat feeling a burning sting.
"Ah....."
When he finally made a sound, it was incredibly hoarse.
In that instant, everyone in the live broadcast was stunned.
This was not how one treats constipation.
Clearly, it was something that damaged the voice!
They had been deceived.
