Jiang Mingyue stopped looking at her speech and frowned slightly. She raised her head the moment Yi Feiyu finished his sentence. She glanced at Huo Yao's empty hands and paused for a couple of seconds before veering her eyes nonchalantly.
Huo Yao turned her head sideways and saw the look of concern on Yi Feiyu's face. She promptly stopped herself from saying that all she needed was her mouth.
She contemplated and decided that she ought to keep a low profile, so she cleared her throat and answered. "I don't need a script."
Yi Feiyu was astonished to hear this. "If you are not using a script, does that mean you are giving an impromptu speech?"
"Uh huh," acknowledged Huo Yao. She was dragging her last syllable a little and sounded particularly languid.
Yi Feiyu touched his nose. Fine. He was simply narrow minded. Perhaps it was nothing for Huo Yao to give an impromptu speech.
After all, Huo Yao was a genius.
