289 A Step Behind_1

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Holy sh*t!

How did this ancestor get here?

Zheng Xiyuan's cheeks burned under his gaze, and his scalp tingled. He coughed lightly, trying to cover the screen, "Qiao? Why did you come over at this time?"

Qiao Dongyang didn't look at the screen, for he had already seen it.

"Can't I come?"

"...Of course you can, you're my moneybags." Zheng Xiyuan quickly stood up, pulling out a chair for him to sit, "It's simple here, make do with the seat, and don't look down on it."

Qiao Dongyang didn't speak.

Rather than the angry outburst he had anticipated, Qiao Dongyang gave him a chilly glance and sat down on the folding chair, asking deliberately, "Who arranged the content for the finals?"

Dammit!

When asked for his opinion, someone said that to avoid impropriety, since he was a contestant's family member, it wasn't appropriate for him to know the content of the competition and he didn't need to be told, and now he's settling accounts after the fact?