C559 The Song Doesn't Belong to You at All

The host received the order again and could only bite the bullet and step forward to say, "Miss Lo Fanxing, the competition is over. If you..."

Before the host finished speaking, Lo Fanxing turned her gaze towards Xingyuan and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Xingyuan."

A simple sentence that carried an oppressive aura.

There was no intention of honorifics at all