Qiao Yanqi's eyes widened with disbelief. This woman must have memorized it in advance! It was impossible for her to have come up with it herself. She had already investigated it. Xu Qing was born and raised in the village. She wasn't educated at all, nor did she know etiquette! What poems could such a woman know? What right did she have to stand by Brother Hui's side? She was only ruining Brother Hui's life by standing by Qiao Yanhui's side!
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Qiao Yanqi's mind. She kept comforting herself that the ball would continue to fall into Xu Qing's hands. When Xu Qing finished memorizing the poems she had prepared in advance, she didn't believe that Xu Qing would have any other way to deal with today's situation! This had just begun.
Before anyone could recover from their shock, the next round of the game continued. It was unknown if it was a coincidence, but the ball landed in Xu Qing's hand again.
