Jiang Xiaoti pressed her hands together, resting her fingertips against her chin, and pouted slightly as she said, "Anning, I'm really sorry. The production team made me secretly take candid shots of you, take photos with you, and not reveal the guest lineup to you. This was the only way I could do it."
Sang Ning's gaze dropped, noticing a swan-shaped silver brooch pinned to Jiang Xiaoti's chest. It was only then that she realized something was off about the brooch—it seemed to emit a faint red light that flickered just once.
Jiang Xiaoti chuckled awkwardly, unpinning the swan brooch and handing it to Sang Ning. "Anning, I forgot to tell you this is the hidden camera the production team gave me. Just now when I patted your shoulder, the livestream had already started. Now I have to hand over this along with the attached camera to you."
