Chapter 422 Waiting
- The muscles in Chi Mo’s face twitched, and her smile froze.
- The stagehand holding the two kids couldn’t help but snort a laugh. “Yeah, the little ones nail it in one take every time. Miss Mo, though, you keep going NG. We’ve even got a bet going—how many takes will Miss Mo need this time?”
- The stagehand was young and blunt. She said whatever popped into her head.