Her hands clenched into fists, the sharp tips of her fingers piercing into the flesh of her palms, nearly breaking through.
Right from the start, she'd lost eight million. Just when she managed to turn things around, a song for ten million, she should have been the most dazzling presence there, the object of everyone's envy.
But...
Two hundred million?
Someone was actually willing to pay two hundred million to help Su Ran out of a tight spot.
Why her?
Why does she get everyone's favor?
Why is she always so lucky? Time and again, there's always someone there to help her.
Who is it?
Who in the world is that man?
Unprecedented jealousy eroded Su Xinyan's heart, her expression sinister, her eyes filled with hatred, her face twisted and crazed.
Gu Heng was also full of shock!
He stared blankly at Su Ran in the front row, unable to describe his feelings, just feeling a twinge in his heart.
Who was that man? He really wanted to ask.
But clearly, he no longer had that right.