Is Not A Fake, Is It? 

"Hum"

Ouyang Mingyue snorted lightly and said nothing more. She just stood quietly on the edge of the balcony. As she said, how to decide is none of her business.

Suddenly, in the square of Nuoda, there was silence. Countless pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Jianxin without covering up as if watching how he decided.

Even the Law Enforcement Agency soldier with the ignited fire fold in one hand and the fireworks in the other looked at Jiang Jianxin with the face of waiting. His arm holding the fire fold felt extremely heavy and shook slightly.

At the sight of this, Jiang Jianxin couldn't help trembling with anger. When he was burning with anger, he was about to order the fireworks to be lit, but when he saw Ouyang Mingyue's plain expression of being a virgin, his heart calmed down again.