An gave them a glare, full of disappointment as if he hated iron for not turning into steel: "This depends on how the Second Mrs. feels. Wrap this up quick, because if the Second Mrs. loses it, it's not just you, even I'll be slaughtered!"
"Uh, right away, right away!" So one quick-witted guy immediately walked over to a teammate who was singing and whispered something.
The teammate's face changed dramatically upon hearing it, abruptly stopping singing, looking towards the Second Master and Second Mrs., and chokingly trembled: "I... my throat hurts so much, I can't sing anymore, Second Mrs., you sing..."
Saying that, with a crying face, he respectfully placed the microphone in front of the Second Mrs.
Ye Anran observed his expression and actions, and recalling what An said to that group of guys as soon as he walked in, she seemed to understand everything all at once.
She couldn't help but chuckle.
