Tang Qian thought about it and accepted her fate.
She has been through all kinds of hardships. If she loses, she loses. It's no big deal.
For the sake of fairness, the production team wouldn't let Bai Zhi'er's whole family livestream together.
"You can only choose one representative to appear during the livestream," Director Ren said.
Feng Fuce didn't want Bai Zhi'er to have to speak to the camera and please others.
He volunteered to be the representative, but Bai Zhi'er disagreed.
"I'm just afraid that if you sit there, stone-faced without smiling, we'll surely lose."
Feng Fuce's sharp brows slightly furrowed as he looked down at Fen Linxing.
Their son was practically his replica, so he didn't need to consider him either.
Bai Zhi'er thought the same.
She gave a sweet smile, "Let me do it instead!"
It's only ten minutes; it'll be quick.
The family of three finished discussing it.
After lunch, it was time to pause the broadcast for a break.
