*
The first episode's initial evaluation was recorded quite late, so by the time it was finished, it was nearing midnight.
She felt drowsy, her whole person a bit muddled.
Luo Ting leaned over and whispered in Jiang Mian's ear, "President Fu is at the entrance."
Her sleepiness vanished on the spot, and she became much more alert, "What... what expression is he wearing?"
Caught red-handed, right at the door.
Jiang Mian inexplicably felt guilty.
Rarely seeing this ancestor so scared, Luo Ting couldn't help but laugh, "I remember when someone decided to join this variety show, they were so resolute, not allowing any objections."
That was just to piss off Fu Sichen.
Now that the two of them had made up, coming over here—
To blatantly chase after the young and fresh meat.
The old cured meat back at home would definitely be stewing in jealousy again.
