Gong Chen didn't speak, glancing behind Lin Zhiyi, his expression becoming especially indifferent, like the glaciers under severe cold, warning strangers to keep out.
Lin Zhiyi sneered in her heart, true to Gong Chen's form.
At that moment, a sharp and authoritative voice rang out from behind her.
"Lin Zhiyi, what are you still standing there for? Everyone is waiting for you."
It was Old Mr. Gong.
Lin Zhiyi turned around and found that standing behind Old Mr. Gong were Liu He and Gong Shiyan.
Usually, these two had no right to stand in such a central position, yet the only time this happened was under such circumstances.
Clearly, Old Mr. Gong was worried Lin Zhiyi would back out and not go on stage.
"Zhiyi..."
Gong Shiyan's face was serious, wanting to come up and protect Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi immediately shook her head at him, "Uncle, just stay with my mom."
Under Old Mr. Gong's warning gaze, Lin Zhiyi went on stage.