Son, I'm Your Father (20)

All eyes were on An Xiaoning, who was remaining still and staring at the magician on stage.

"Her legs are aching. Please select someone else," Jin Qingyan politely declined.

"She won't even concede to such a tiny request. How spoiled," a female guest muttered distastefully under her breath.

"Exactly, this is not even her home," said another.

"…"

Jin Qingyan shot them a glare, which put an abrupt end to their gossip.

To the surprise of everyone, the magician did not pick someone else from the crowd and instead insisted, "This beautiful lady here, would you please cooperate for a bit?"

An Xiaoning grew more and more reluctant with the magician's constant urging. After all, there's no harm in being careful and vigilant.

"I'm sorry, but I really don't feel too well."

Noticing how adamant An Xiaoning was, the magician had no choice but to say, "Since this lady here refuses to do me the honor…"