An Ran saw Lin Wanqing's schadenfreude expression and instantly understood.
She stood up angrily, "It's you, isn't it?!"
Because of her anger and the unknown drug, her voice sounded much lower than usual, with a slight crack at the end.
"Oh dear, what happened to your voice?" Lin Wanqing feigned "surprise", shrugged, "I have no idea, please don't make baseless accusations."
"You..."
An Ran indeed had no evidence, and could only point at Lin Wanqing, her chest heaving with anger.
Lin Wanqing's lips curled with sarcasm, "Good luck in the upcoming competition."
Saying that, she tossed her hair and walked out with light steps.
I'm so mad I could die!
Meanwhile, in front of the stage, the competition had officially begun, and the host started to warm up the crowd and introduce today's judges.
When the camera focused on Lin Wanqing, she smiled innocently, "I hope every contestant here today gives their all and achieves a result they're satisfied with."
This woman—
