I Swear I Don’t Want to Be Everyone’s Favorite - Chapter 10

Before Jiang Luoyue could press further, the subway roared into the station, forcing her to swallow the words on her lips.

Before boarding, she took off Yu Jingtang’s hat. Under the other’s slightly bewildered gaze, Jiang Luoyue carefully adjusted the cap, ensuring it wouldn’t be snatched away again, before stepping into the carriage.

Yu Jingtang:

It took her a moment to realize this seemed like retaliation.

But Jiang Luoyue’s method of revenge was so endearing that, before she even noticed, a smile had already crept onto her lips.

This scene, broadcast live, instantly sparked a flurry of comments.

[If Jiang Luoyue and Yu Jingtang are already this bold now, I can’t even imagine how clingy they’ll be once they get closer.]

[Did I click into a dating show by mistake? Why am I being force-fed so much sugar right off the bat?!]

Many curious netizens who rushed in only to find Jiang Luoyue flipping the screen facedown were met with pitch-black darkness. Apart from the game sounds and subway announcements, there was nothing else to see.

Yet, the shippers were still frantically dissecting every sweet moment, leaving the latecomers utterly confused: “?” Are you guys for real or just acting?

Their luck wasn’t great they happened to hit rush hour, and the carriage was packed to the brim.

When they reached their stop and were about to disembark, Jiang Luoyue was jostled by the crowd. Yu Jingtang frowned and quickly pulled her back, taking everything from her hands.

“It’s fine,” Jiang Luoyue tried to explain. “I can carry”

Yu Jingtang nodded, acknowledging her capability, but showed no intention of returning the items.

Jiang Luoyue: “If you do everything, I’ll have no sense of participation.”

Yu Jingtang replied matter-of-factly, “You’re live-streaming that counts.”

Jiang Luoyue: That’s not the same thing!

As their conversation played out in the live stream, some viewers updated the status of the other teams:

[Fu Yunqing ran into a kind fan who gave them a ride they’re almost there! Ning Fuguang was recognized right after setting off and is now taking photos with fans. Xiang Fan’s team is about to arrive and might finish the task first!]

In comparison, Team Yellow, having just exited the subway station, seemed to be lagging behind.

[It’s fine, we still believe in them.]

[If you love the other teams so much, go watch them instead. Why stick around here?]

When Jiang Luoyue turned the camera back on, the screen was flooded with arguments. If the first time she saw them fighting had left her unsettled, by now, she’d grown accustomed to it.

Still, she smiled and coaxed, “Let’s all enjoy the night view together.”

The sky was bathed in twilight, streaked with crimson clouds. At the heart of Tiancheng, countless colored lights flickered to life, resembling a towering lighthouse impossible to miss.

[The plan hasn’t changedwe’re still going for the win!]

[So what’s the actual task? I’ve been here for twenty minutes scouting the competition and all I’ve seen is comment wars. If I go back empty-handed, Xiang Fan’s gonna call us useless.]

Jiang Luoyue chuckled. “Would Coach Xiang really say something like that?”

The netizens, finally finding an outlet, flooded the chat with tales of Xiang Fan’s terrifying behavior.

The gist? Those who dished out insults got a taste of their own medicine, Xiang Fan personally invited every harsh commenter to a voice chat. Some backed out immediately, while others lasted mere minutes before fleeing under her scathing words.

Jiang Luoyue didn’t quite understand why the viewers were so aggrieved.

Xiang Fan’s actions not only improved the barrage environment but also propelled the show to trend once again. At least from her perspective, the other party had done an excellent job.

However, when the other party expressed grievances, refraining from voicing disagreement was also a form of courtesy.

As Jiang Luoyue offered comfort, the barrage seized the opportunity to once again bring up the matter of viewing the props. She sighed helplessly, “That’s a secret.”

“At the very least, we’ll have to wait until all the other guests arrive before we can show everyone.” She glanced at Yu Jingtang, testing the waters as she asked, “Is there enough time?”

“Two minutes is enough.” Out of the camera’s view, Yu Jingtang had already opened the box, revealing a sleek and compact drone inside.

After estimating the height, Yu Jingtang turned to the assistant director, who had been waiting nearby. “Is there a manual?”

The director immediately sensed the assistant director’s intense, aggrieved gaze: “Just bear with it for now.”

Yet, even as Yu Jingtang began meticulously reading the manual with Jiang Luoyue by her side, the director still couldn’t grasp the Yellow Team’s intentions.

Half an hour earlier.

When the Yellow Team completed their final task within two hours, despite her astonishment, the director had honored her promise and awarded them both points and a spin on the prize wheel.

What she cunningly omitted, however, was that since the wheel was a last-minute addition to the rules, it didn’t contain many valuable items, meaning the Yellow Team wouldn’t land anything good even if they spun it.

The production team eagerly waited for them to take the bait, but Yu Jingtang simply ignored the issue with an icy expression, while Jiang Luoyue politely declined on the spot, smiling as she said they’d save it for next time. Though her tone was gentle, her stance was even firmer than Yu Jingtang’s.

When it came time to redeem a prop, after some consideration, Jiang Luoyue didn’t opt for the “Freeze Card” an exclusive reward for first place that could immobilize the other teams for ten minutes, but instead took an unconventional route and requested a drone.

After all, the show had boasted that its “prop shop” could redeem anything. Though they hadn’t prepared a drone, once the Yellow Team made the request, the director had no choice but to grit her teeth and requisition the assistant director’s freshly charged device.

Even now, she could still feel the assistant director’s resentful glare burning into her back.

Being in charge was tough! The director sighed dramatically, tactfully reminding them, “The other teams are about to arrive, why aren’t you working on your task?”

Yu Jingtang flipped to the last page of the manual, barely acknowledging the question until Jiang Luoyue nudged her arm. Only then did she lazily reply, “For fairness.”

How could a single drone affect fairness?

The director was baffled until she spotted the Freeze Card, and a mischievous idea suddenly took shape.

The production team had never specified a deadline for redeeming props, meaning the Yellow Team could still use the Freeze Card at any moment.

Imagine this: just as the other contestants were within reach of the finish line, Jiang Luoyue could freeze time at the critical last second, leaving them helpless as she recorded her victory.

Merely picturing the scene excited the director. Even she had to admit, this was a brilliant move. Absolutely brilliant!

The only problem was that while the strategy was clever, it carried far too much risk.

The director could already envision the backlash Jiang Luoyue would face once the show aired. Believing she had seen through everything, she cautiously advised, “Sometimes, it’s better to hold back a little.”

Jiang Luoyue might have no trouble provoking everyone, but the fans and the production team had far more to consider.

Thinking about her plan, Jiang Luoyue was somewhat surprised. She hadn’t expected the director to see through it in just a few exchanges, but she nodded in acknowledgment. “Alright, I’ll remember that.”

[What are they talking about? Why didn’t I understand a single word?]

[You have to read the manual, it explains that the props are factory-produced, not hastily made prop cards by the production team, I can’t analyze this anymore. What exactly was swapped? Show me!]

[Did I just see Xiang Fan?! At nine o’clock ]

Following the direction, Jiang Luoyue looked over and saw a black sports car parked outside Tiancheng Center, drawing quite a crowd.

Xiang Fan pushed open the driver’s door, glancing at her watch as she stepped out, appearing completely at ease. Noticing the commotion nearby out of the corner of her eye, she waved casually in greeting.

After exchanging a few words with Fang Yuan, Xiang Fan walked over while the latter stayed by the car, dealing with fans who had recognized her.

The director asked, “Why not just go straight in?”

Before filming, everyone was usually so competitive. Why were they all so leisurely now?

“They haven’t left either, what’s the rush?” Xiang Fan glanced at Yu Jingtang.

The other woman was on high alert, having already tucked away whatever she was holding before Xiang Fan could get close.

So guarded? What did she swap?

Even if she asked, the Yellow Team wouldn’t give a straight answer, so Xiang Fan changed the subject. “What are you doing here?”

She was addressing Jiang Luoyue, deliberately ignoring Yu Jingtang and the others.

Jiang Luoyue replied, “Livestreaming, and chatting with the director.” It was the truth, though she omitted the part about the props.

Xiang Fan nodded. “Your hobbies are quite unique.”

Seeing that Xiang Fan showed no intention of leaving and feeling Yu Jingtang’s intense gaze boring into her back, Jiang Luoyue steeled herself and asked, “What about you, Director Xiang?”

“Waiting for someone,” Xiang Fan explained. “Fu Yunqing. Don’t you think it’d be fun to let her watch others win?”

Jiang Luoyue: “Hmm”

She just thought Xiang Fan’s hobbies sounded even more unique than theirs.

The three of them weren’t exactly familiar with each other, especially since Xiang Fan and Yu Jingtang were rivals, with the former pointedly ignoring the latter in every sentence. Soon, the atmosphere grew tense, and Yu Jingtang’s gaze at Xiang Fan turned impatient.

Just as Jiang Luoyue was hesitating whether to leave first, Fu Yunqing finally arrived.

Almost as soon as her car stopped, she jumped out in a hurry and dashed straight for the entrance.

Zhao Mei, a few steps behind, was left in the dust. “Fu-jie! Wait for me! The rules say we have to go together, don’t they?”

Fu Yunqing: “What kind of rule is that? You made that up ”

Before she could finish, she spotted Fang Yuan and abruptly cut herself off, disbelief coloring her voice. “Xiang Fan’s already gone up?”

What about Yu Jingtang and the others? Had it already ended the moment she arrived?

Fang Yuan pointed in a direction, and Fu Yunqing impatiently followed the gesture, only to see the two Yellow Team members standing with Xiang Fan. As if feeling it would be rude not to acknowledge her, Jiang Luoyue even waved.

Had they teamed up?

Fu Yunqing grew even more wary and immediately turned to run. The calm on Xiang Fan’s face vanished instantly. She had assumed Fu Yunqing would follow her lead, courtesy before confrontation but it never occurred to her that the other woman’s mind was solely fixated on one thing: winning.

From a distance, Jiang Luoyue watched the scene unfold, perfectly capturing it for her livestream.

Even the barrage of comments had to admit: [The production team should award Fu Yunqing the title of Uncrowned Queen.]

[She just wants to win too badly.]

[“Wait, the Red and Blue teams have already taken off, but what about the Yellow team? Why aren’t you moving yet? You’re going to lose, ahhh!!!”]

Perhaps to emphasize the urgency, even the individual livestreams of the guests now displayed three small screens showing the status of the other teams.

Naturally, the Red and Blue teams were in full motion. Fu Yunqing sprinted all the way, dashed into the elevator, and frantically pressed the close button, leaving even Zhao Mei, who had been right behind her, in the dust, let alone Xiang Fan, who was already far behind.

Once inside the elevator, Fu Yunqing pressed the button for the 100th floor and let out a long sigh of relief.

Seemingly convinced of her impending victory, she cheerfully explained to the camera, “A hundred floors in this elevator takes just two minutes. I told you first place? Easy as pie. Those who mocked me better head to the comments section and apologize right now”

Before the barrage of “sorry” could flood the screen, the elevator suddenly stopped.

Fu Yunqing stared in shock at the display: 4F.

She had been lucky, the elevator she entered was empty, so she had assumed it would be a smooth ride all the way up.

But Fu Yunqing had forgotten: Tiancheng Tower wasn’t just a tourist attraction, it was also a commercial hub. At that very moment, over ten thousand people were dining inside, not to mention the countless others shopping and browsing.

Every second she wasted was a gift to her opponents.

Fu Yunqing decisively abandoned the idea of reaching the 100th floor via the regular elevators. As new passengers stepped in and pressed buttons for other floors, she pondered carefully. Since this was a tourist spot, there had to be dedicated sightseeing elevators for visitors.

The moment the doors opened, Fu Yunqing hurried out only to see Xiang Fan nearby, casually signing an autograph in a notebook. Beside her, a woman in a work uniform beamed with delight.

Just then, a ding sounded as another elevator descended. The woman began counting, “Groups of ten, you can enter now.”

Fu Yunqing, who happened to be eleventh in line: ?

Without hesitation, she addressed the crowd ahead, “I’m filming a show. If you let me go first and take the next one, I’ll give you 2,000 yuan each.”

She even pointed at the camerawoman and added, “Her equipment is expensive you can hold onto it as collateral.”

Camerawoman:

Fu Yunqing’s offer was generous, and after a glance at the camera, many people trusted her and readily gave up their spots.

Even Zhao Mei, who had been seventh in line, instinctively took a step back.

“Why are you moving?” Fu Yunqing was baffled. She had made the offer assuming Zhao Mei wasn’t in the group. But if Zhao Mei was here, couldn’t they just swap places?

Zhao Mei didn’t respond, simply falling in behind her. As the crowd dispersed, the two of them ended up third and fourth in line, right behind Xiang Fan and Fang Yuan.

Fu Yunqing’s gaze burned into Xiang Fan’s back as if trying to bore a hole through her.

Xiang Fan, however, kindly reminded her, “Are you sure you want to ride with us? Since you’re so eager to win, I’ll give you a chance to reconsider.”

“No need,” Fu Yunqing snapped immediately.

If she didn’t ride with the Red team, wouldn’t she just be handing them the victory?

Xiang Fan didn’t press further, but Fang Yuan covered her mouth and chuckled.

The livestream audience, witnessing this, flooded the chat with question marks.

[Why does it feel like Director Xiang was genuinely trying to warn her?]

[Front-row reminder: Tiancheng’s sightseeing elevators run at normal speed up to the 60th floor, but after that, they stop every five floors for 30 seconds to let passengers enjoy the night view.]

[“Is that really okay to say? At most, it’ll take five minutes. Unless the Yellow and Orange teams come up with a solution to turn things around within those five minutes.”]

[“What turnaround? Ning Fuguang is still kilometers away, and the Yellow Team hasn’t even moved they’re still standing in the same spot.”]

[“Are they just giving up like this?”]

While the live chat was in a frenzy, the director was equally shocked: “Why haven’t you exchanged for the prop yet?”

Was five minutes not enough? Did they really have to wait until the last possible moment?

“Didn’t we already exchange it?” Jiang Luoyue looked at her, puzzled, but this time, she turned her phone toward Yu Jingtang. “Let’s start now.”

“Shouldn’t we wait a bit longer?” Yu Jingtang asked.

After all, when they exchanged for the prop, Jiang Luoyue had said they’d use it at the very end to catch everyone off guard.

Jiang Luoyue: “Well, I’m afraid you might be too unfamiliar with it, so let’s do a test flight first.”

As the camera shifted, everyone finally saw the true nature of the prop.

[“A drone?”]

[“Yellow Team, who told you to spend 15 points on this flashy but useless thing?”]

The moment the drone was revealed, its description popped up in the bottom right corner of the screen.

Prop: [Drone]

Description: [A small, sophisticated drone borrowed from the assistant director, worth 15 points.

I have no idea why the Yellow Team chose this, but if Heaven is going to entrust a great mission to this drone, it must first test its resolve, temper its endurance… Thanks for the interview, I’m not suffering I’m just unlucky. Lin Yao.]

Before the live chat could even express sympathy for the assistant director, Yu Jingtang tapped the remote a few times, and the drone’s footage synced to the livestream.

Soon after, the drone lazily lifted into the air.

At first, the show’s cameras could still capture its flight, but as it climbed higher, even craning their necks, the crew could only see it disappear into the neon-lit sky.

Jiang Luoyue narrowed her eyes and stepped closer to Yu Jingtang.

On the screen, the drone had already ascended to a hundred meters, now offering a first-person view of the entire Q City. The city resembled an intricate miniature model, divided into distinct blocks, with the lights of Tiancheng Tower reflecting off the distant river, shimmering brilliantly.

[“It’s so high up!”]

[“I’m scared of heights! Get me down, ahhh!”]

[“The camera just panned is that Fu Yunqing in the elevator? Her hair is so eye-catching.”]

[“LOL, Miss Fu is having a meltdown in the elevator, dropping golden quotes left and right, already babbling nonsense.”]

“Can you hear me?”

When Jiang Luoyue’s voice came through the livestream, the entire chat exploded in shock.

Then, everyone realized what the Yellow Team was planning.

If the drone could livestream, wouldn’t recording a video and posting it on Weibo be a piece of cake?!

After all, the show’s requirement from the start was only for the guests to record a video at the highest point of Tiancheng Center, saying the “Hate Me” slogan, but nowhere did it specify that the task required the guests to appear on camera.

[“AHHHHHHHHHHH”]

[“Plans have changed prepare to take the crown!”]

[“In my twenty years of life, I’ve never heard of a drone being used for livestreams.”]

[“Even the director of a livestream variety show hasn’t heard of something like this, so it’s totally normal.”]

[“She probably just never imagined the Yellow Team could exploit a loophole like this.”]

Not only was the live chat in chaos, but even the director couldn’t contain her emotions: “If you weren’t going to exchange for a prop, what were you thanking me for earlier?!”

For hours, the production team had been caught exploiting loopholes twice, with the same team benefiting both times. The director gritted his teeth in frustration.

Jiang Luoyue pursed her lips and said somewhat awkwardly, “Weren’t you reminding me not to be a spy?”

The barrage of comments instantly erupted in confusion:

[There are only four teams, what kind of spy are you trying to be?!]

In truth, Jiang Luoyue’s initial mental simulation of how to clear the challenge was quite similar to what the director had imagined, exchanging for a freeze card, reaching the 100th floor before the other teams arrived, and recording a video.

This was the method Ning Fuguang had used in her previous life. Conventional, but foolproof.

The reason she changed her mind was because Jiang Luoyue suddenly noticed Yu Jingtang repeatedly glancing at the assistant director. At the time, the assistant director was using a drone to capture footage of Gulè Street. In that moment, it struck her Yu Jingtang’s self-directed MV.

Every frame was shot from a drone’s aerial perspective.

After secretly confirming online that drones could livestream, Jiang Luoyue insisted on exchanging for one.

As for being a spy, that was Jiang Luoyue’s covert Plan B.

After all, Yu Jingtang’s drone hobby was years ago. Pinning all their hopes on her would be an unfair burden.

With their forces split, if Yu Jingtang failed, Jiang Luoyue, infiltrating the other teams could still use their points to exchange for a freeze card, forcing everyone to watch them win.

Jiang Luoyue recounted her thought process with complete candor.

The director was especially exasperated: “Then why didn’t you go in with them?”

“After your reminder, I suddenly realized that teams can only exchange for items when the director is present.”

In other words, to guarantee the Yellow Team’s victory, Jiang Luoyue had to exchange for the freeze card before entering Tiancheng Center.

But in reality, it was an unnecessary expense.

Because

“As long as the freeze card is used, even if the other teams are already recording, they’ll still be interrupted, right?” Jiang Luoyue smiled sweetly at the camera, her eyes curving. “With such high fault tolerance, there’s no need to waste another 20 points.”

The director tried to scare her: “What if another team has a five-minute freeze card? Wouldn’t your plan fail then?”

Jiang Luoyue chuckled. “If the Blue Team had a freeze card, Miss Fu wouldn’t have been in such a hurry.”

The same logic applied to the Red and Orange Teams.

The director had nothing left to say.

The barrage was flooded with ellipses.

[I have nothing to say.]

[Jiang Luoyue, with your honest-looking, proper, stunningly beautiful face, who knew you could be so devious?]

[Devious is good. A woman who’s not a little bad isn’t lovable. Meaning I’m obsessed. Can you inexplicably kiss me and then marry me?]

[Oh, so you’re taking everything for yourself? I was here first!]

Just as the drone reached its peak, nearly level with Tiancheng Center’s rooftop, the livestream cut out abruptly.

Two minutes later, everyone closely monitoring Yu Jingtang and Jiang Luoyue’s Weibo accounts refreshed to see two new videos.

[Jiang Luoyue V: Hate me?]

[Yu Jingtang V: I did it on purpose.]

In the videos, the two took turns reciting the line. They seemed to be trying their best to stay serious, but their voices were laced with barely concealed laughter.

Just as Yu Jingtang was about to retrieve the drone, a soft pop burst through the night sky, and thousands of stars ignited in an instant.

Her first instinct was to restart the livestream.

Fireworks streaked across the sky like ocean waves, their explosions echoing endlessly. Colors intertwined, and for a moment, the barrage of comments seemed to fall silent, struck speechless by sheer awe, unable to utter anything beyond stunned exclamations of “beautiful.”

Then, as the display reached its midpoint, shapes gradually formed into words:

【Celebrating the Perfect Finale of “Hate Me” Season One!】

The comments, still reeling from the spectacle, erupted in bewilderment:

【So stingy with the guests but splurging on fireworks for yourselves, huh?】

【Trash production team, everyone remember to hit that unfollow button in the top right corner. And don’t forget to request refunds if you’re underage don’t let them earn a single cent!】

【You’ll definitely stream again tomorrow, right? You’ll definitely stream again tomorrow, right? You’ll definitely stream again tomorrow, right?】

Jiang Luoyue stretched lazily, in high spirits. “You can put it down now.”

The dazzling fireworks reflected in her eyes. Yu Jingtang watched her for a moment before nodding in response.

Not far away, Fu Yunqing stepped out of the revolving door with a sullen expression, only to run into Ning Fuguang, who had just gotten out of a sports car.

She curled her lips. “Showing up now? Guess you’re only here to witness the aftermath of the fireworks.”

Ning Fuguang glanced at her. “I never intended to win anyway.”

“If you didn’t plan to win, why were you tailing our team?”

“Bit presumptuous of you.” After a moment’s thought, Ning Fuguang replied succinctly.

She had initially thought Jiang Luoyue’s confusion at the entrance was due to her unfamiliarity with the show’s rules.

Ning Fuguang naturally wanted to win, to secure the victory and personally deliver the task clues to her.

But she hadn’t expected Jiang Luoyue to be far from the fragile figure she’d imagined. In her eyes, the task was effortless she navigated it with ease, as if everything she desired fell effortlessly into her hands.

She’d even had the leisure to comfort her teammates along the way.

At this thought, Ning Fuguang’s smile faltered. After a pause, she lowered her gaze and began typing a message on her phone.

“Is it over?”

The female voice spoke just as the drone touched back down.

Jiang Luoyue looked up to see Ning Fuguang standing nearby and was genuinely surprised she’d arrived so late. Though not fiercely competitive, Ning Fuguang had never placed last before.

Fu Yunqing gloated. “Someone leaked her location, and she got swarmed by fans. Took her half an hour just to sign autographs.”

That she’d made it here before the crew packed up was already impressive.

Xiang Fan casually refreshed her Weibo feed and waved her phone at the group. “Is this ‘someone’ you, by any chance?”

A closer look revealed Fu Yunqing’s earlier geotagged post: [Ning Fuguang’s location.]

Fu Yunqing scoffed. “That’s called strategy, got it? The one in last place isn’t even complaining, why are you butting in?”

She shot a challenging look at Ning Fuguang, only to be met with a mocking smirk. “Oh? Me in last? Director, since the stream’s still live, why not announce the rankings?”

The director sighed, exhausted, his face ashen. “Tied for first place are Jiang Luoyue and Yu Jingtang from the Yellow Team. Including the bonus points from the production team, they currently have fifty points.”

When it came time to announce second place, Fu Yunqing nodded confidently, but the director heaved another sigh and shifted his gaze. “Second place goes to Ning Fuguang from the Orange Team, with twenty points.”

“Third place, Fu Yunqing and Zhao Mei from the Blue Team, also twenty points.”

“Fourth place… Xiang Fan and Fang Yuan from the Red Team.”

“Zero points.”

As the word “zero” hung in the air, silence fell over the scene.

Xiang Fan said calmly, “In the final round, our team also placed second.”

The moment she spoke, the director’s confidence wavered. “Those are the rules…”

[Plans unchanged still dead last.]

[Told you not to pop the champagne too early. How’s Xiang supposed to face anyone with zero points?!]

[“It’s fine, she can out-debate a room full of scholars and snatch points from the director.”]

But this time, no matter how resolute Xiang Fan was, the director only conceded a tiny step, awarding the Red Team five points as if it were a consolation prize. Divided equally, that was 2.5 points per person.

“2.50,” Fu Yunqing clapped in mock admiration. “What a fitting number for you.”

Xiang Fan nearly lost her temper but held back. The anger came from Fu Yunqing’s razor-sharp tongue, but she restrained herself because she still wanted to reason with the director, hoping to sway him with kindness.

Before she could launch into another round of sophistry, however, a staff member in uniform suddenly approached.

The woman first flashed her credentials, silencing everyone on set including the director, before frowning at Yu Jingtang and saying, “We’ve received reports from the public that you violated regulations. Airspace above 120 meters is a no-fly zone, and since you failed to file for permission in advance, we’ll need to record your personal information and the drone’s details in accordance with the law, followed by a fine.”

[Now this is what you call a born variety show genius.]

[Getting fined live on stream truly groundbreaking.]

[I, xxx, hereby declare the Yellow Team the champions.]

As the official spoke, the live chat exploded. Jiang Luoyue, momentarily stunned, instinctively turned to look at Yu Jingtang.

The latter looked even more bewildered, as if she hadn’t processed what was happening. But Assistant Xiao Ning was already frantically calling their manager, her voice trembling with panic: “Sister Song, it’s over! Xiao Tang’s going to jail ”

Yu Jingtang:

Xiang Fan immediately withdrew all her arguments, settling in to watch the drama unfold.

Fu Yunqing redirected her sarcastic applause toward the two Yellow Team members, fanning the flames: “Is it really that serious? Do you need me to recommend a lawyer? Xiao Ning?”

Xiao Ning promptly turned away to cry, secretly glaring at Fu Yunqing when she wasn’t looking.

The only one who remained unruffled was Ning Fuguang, who stepped forward with a faint smile and said, “It’s just a fine. Only those who don’t understand the law would make a big deal out of it.”

Jiang Luoyue looked up in surprise, meeting the woman’s gentle gaze.

Ning Fuguang held out a white wallet to her, her tone soothing and reassuring: “I have cash here. Miss Jiang, don’t worry.”

Especially don’t worry about these people.