Qi, Good Choice!

[Damn! Who is this?]

[Song Jianyi received a confession message? Which male guest has lost his mind?]

Song Jianyi felt bewildered, as if a drowsy bug suddenly encountered a roaring emperor, startling her awake.

Who is it?

Willing to do what?

She looked at everyone present with a puzzled gaze, some shocked, some calm, some expected...

But what great acting skills they all have!

She couldn't tell who sent it.

"Hehe! Is this a joke?" She scratched the back of her head.

After the confession message was revealed, they could finish dinner and leave.

After bidding farewell to the program group, Song Jianyi went to the entrance to wait for Ms. Zhen.

The night was dim, and the moonlight was gentle.

Her flowing long hair spread over her delicate shoulders. Although her figure appeared lonely, she managed to feign a hint of indifferent strength.

She kicked a small stone under her feet and suddenly heard a hoarse voice ask, "Ms. Song, are you heading back to the city?"