Since the identity of the "I Am the Singer King" challenge singers is kept completely secret, Lin Wanzhou still didn't know that another challenge singer was Pei Muchan, nor did she know that he had come to Jianye.
However, the challenge songs for both of them were indeed written by Xu Qingyan, and even if one of them didn't perform well, Xu Qingyan would be distressed for several days.
That was all money, my money!
As he was lost in thought, Pei Muchan beside him moved, and she took out her phone for a glance at the map. Her eyes were barely open, her complexion deathly pale.
"If you feel sick from the car ride, don't look at your phone," he couldn't help but say.
"It's nothing, just feeling a bit uncomfortable," Pei Muchan replied, her body limp but her mouth stubborn, pale-faced yet forcing herself to bear it.
Xu Qingyan watched her with a speechless admiration, only wanting to give her a thumbs up and call out 'impressive.'
"Pei boss, want a motion sickness patch?"
