Mo Lingwei waved his hand coldly, signaling for everyone to be seated.
He then looked at Shen Ningning and sneered. "See that? You're late. The stands are almost full."
A hurt expression appeared on Shen Ningning's delicate, rosy face.
She pouted and looked at the large, four-tiered spectator stand behind Mo Lingwei.
The stand was packed to the brim, with only a few scattered empty seats. Those, however, were wedged between brawny, hulking men, and Shen Ningning had no desire to sit there.
Only the front row, where the Crown Prince's exclusive seat was located, had plenty of empty space.
But she was too embarrassed to ask, fearing it would displease Mo Lingwei.
Just then, a cheerful voice called out, "Shen Ningning, over here!"
The little girl and Mo Lingwei looked over in unison.
In the second row, Lu Shaoyuan was happily waving his arm.
He called out loudly, "Hurry, I saved you a good seat!"
