Xia Xin lifted his head from the thrill of excitement, "What serious matter?"
He had long forgotten.
Jiangli rolled her eyes, took a sip of her instant noodle soup, and then said, "Wasn't it agreed that we would draw five free slots tonight? Have you seen what time it is now? Are we still going to do it?"
"Damn, I totally forgot about that!"
Xia Xin slapped his forehead, immediately grabbed Jiangli's phone, and turned it on to check.
Sure enough, the private messages and comment section were exploding.
Not only because Xia Xin was late in drawing the five free slots.
But also because, just a few minutes ago, Wu Mei had posted on behalf of Fan Siguo, proving the authenticity of Jiangli's fortune telling.
The excitement around Jiangli had already died down a tad over the course of the day.
Wu Mei's post reignited the buzz, sending Jiangli back to the top of the popularity charts.
The number of fans asking why the slots hadn't been drawn yet was on the rise.
