Director Gu spoke, and Gu Yaoyao shyly hid in Wu Feng's embrace, yet her eyes kept searching the crowd for Yao Lemon's figure.
No matter how much she tries to flaunt, hasn't she still lost?
At this moment, Yao Lemon, engulfed in surrounding darkness, clenched her small hands tightly while watching the ostensibly happy couple on stage.
Suddenly, a warm palm covered her clenched fist.
Yao Lemon looked up and saw Lin Zhenxin smiling slightly, her gaze on the profiles of those on stage.
"Does it hurt?" Lin Zhenxin asked.
Yao Lemon was taken aback. To say she wasn't sad would be insincere, but admitting she was felt like conceding defeat.
"However sad you feel now, I'll make Gu Yaoyao repay it twice over."
As Director Gu finished speaking, applause erupted in the room, and naturally, Lin Zhenxin also clapped her hands lightly.
Yao Lemon, on the other hand, was staring blankly at Lin Zhenxin who had just spoken. What did... what did she mean?
