This voice——
Why does it sound more and more familiar the more I listen...
So familiar that Ji You cannot forget, even if she wanted to.
Ji You lifted her head and followed the sound towards this third lucky customer who suddenly appeared.
At this glance, Ji You's pupils shrank:
[Isn't it?]
A stooped, short man seemed to sense Ji You's scrutiny, his body trembling slightly, but this tremble was just a moment and almost too fast to notice.
Under many envious, jealous, and hateful gazes at the scene, the short man took out his winning Star, handed it to Cheng Yu to verify, and said with a forced smile: "Hello… This is my Star."
His voice was low and deep, with a rough grittiness, just like him, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Cheng Yu took the Star, carefully inspected it, indeed, it wasn't fake. Then, still uneasy, he handed it over to the Star Network lottery system for verification...
Time ticked, ticked...
