Ning Xixi's words instantly stirred up a huge commotion!
The audience's emotions were inflamed, their disgust for Dong Yingluo multiplying!
Dong Yingluo was racking her brains for excuses, "This could also have been arranged by competitors..."
Ning Xixi raised her cell phone, the screen showing the lock page with a partially visible message.
It was clearly a transaction record.
"If you have a clear conscience, do you dare to let me open this message?"
"That's my privacy! How dare you snoop!" Dong Yingluo panicked and broke into a cold sweat, attempting to snatch the phone.
She was too forceful, failing to grab it and instead knocked the phone to the ground, landing right beside a boy in the front row.
The boy, with no hesitation, opened it and was stunned for a few seconds, before exclaiming, "My goodness..."
"Hey hey, what does the message say?"
