'But its host was like a lunatic—a multi-faceted one at that. While others had one side, she had a hundred.'
'Am I being influenced by her?'
'But I'm not a lunatic of a system, am I?'
'Everyone agrees, right?'
[Congratulations, Host, for accepting this hidden mission: Live stream the scene of Chaochao meeting her mother at midnight.]
The system tried its hardest to materialize, wanting to see the host's reaction with its own big eyes, but alas, its level was too low, and it couldn't take physical form.
It could only see that its host, Wen Ying, remained completely unfazed. "What answer do you want to hear? The truth or a lie? The truth is, I guessed it. The lie is, oh my god, I'm so shocked!"
System: [...]
The host's performance was indeed... shocking.
Since she had to work at night, Wen Ying figured she might as well take a nap now.
Placing Little White's bed next to her, Wen Ying closed her eyes, planning to have a daydream.
