She had always been hailed as a parasite of Hua's Home, the illegitimate daughter who seemed to be amusing herself at all times.
Well, amusing herself, even if it was feigned happiness, it was happiness nonetheless, wasn't it?
Hua Xiaomo once more closed her eyes, silently counting in her heart: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten... rise!
Suddenly!
It completely astonished and surprised everyone. Could it be that Hua Xiaomo, who had clearly been lying motionless on the arena floor, had risen again?
Eerie! It was definitely an eerie miracle!
"Wow... damn! This chick is really..." Yin Chenbai, up in the second-floor luxury box, squinted his eyes into slits.
Looking at the slender and weak girl on the stage, who could have imagined the kind of willpower that was supporting her?
Suddenly, Hua Xiaomo staggered a few steps. Her mouth opened and—THWUP!—she sprayed out a mist of blood.
