Lawrence Winters nodded slightly with a smile, his bright and dazzling eyes blinked lightly, like a flash of lightning on a muggy summer midnight.
Because it gave people a cool expectation, it had an extraordinary breathtaking beauty.
Mr. Blythe also saw it, and he and Mrs. Blythe shared a relieved smile.
It seemed that as long as Lawrence Winters agreed, their wishes would definitely come true.
As if their devout faith was rewarded.
The exchange between the three of them was too subtle and swift, and the drone's angle wasn't broad enough, so even the director watching the live broadcast didn't notice a thing.
Of course, the viewers watching the live broadcast certainly didn't notice anything amiss.
In the Peony Guest Room, Mr. Zhuge, Daoist Wang, and another Daoist fell into deep thought.
Lawrence Winters quietly opened the steamer and continued to eat the steamed large lobsters she hadn't finished.
