Jiang Lingxi sat in the guest waiting area, took a few sips of water, and then lifted her gaze towards the judges' seats across most of the stage.
Six identical mahogany armchairs were placed in a corner of the stage that was also decorated with an antique style, blending in seamlessly.
She saw Li Wanxuan, Mr. Li, dressed in a dark blue plain-embroidered qipao, her hair coiled up, exuding elegance.
She also noticed Xu Qingmei beside her in a striking purple exaggerated gown, the deep cleavage prominently displayed.
Finally, her gaze settled on the figure sitting in the very corner.
Black clothing is usually low-key, but it depends on who wears it.
At least the black light shirt and pants on Shen Yunqing did not seem understated to her eyes.
Just as she appreciated the sight and was about to look away, she noticed he somehow sensed her gaze amidst the dense crowd looking at him and looked straight in her direction.