Zhao Renjie turned his back to everyone, using the silver platter as a drum and the chopsticks as drumsticks, he gently tapped.
The air quickly filled with tension. Everyone was curious to find out whose hands the flower would be in when the pleasant sound of the silver platter stopped.
The rhythm gradually quickened, and everyone's heartbeat sped up accordingly.
Every time the tapping paused briefly, Tang Xiaowan's big eyes would fix on the person holding the flower, hoping that the pregnant Li Ruonan would become the first lucky one.
She had always been very enthusiastic about playing games!
But today, she was even more eager to hear about Li Ruonan's childhood stories.
Therefore, when Tang Xiaowan passed the flower to Li Ruonan, she deliberately dawdled for a moment, just waiting for the tapping sound to stop, but it didn't.
An idea struck her, and she whispered, "Nannan, you'd better get ready."