Everyone thought that Qiao Xi had admitted it, and Xia Tong's face was filled with pride. "I don't want to waste everyone's time either. As long as you apologize to me and draw a new design, I'll forgive you! We'll pretend that this didn't happen and re-record it."
Xia Tong immediately swallowed the words in her mouth. Just as she was about to retort, an angry voice came from backstage. "I don't agree!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in a silver-gray suit walking out of the darkness. The critic who had been bribed by Xia Tong was about to berate him, but he was stunned when he saw the man's face. "Mister… Mr. Lu?"
The man's icy-cold gaze swept past everyone before finally looking at Qiao Xi, and then there was a trace of gentleness in his eyes.
