He Tiantian's furious expression immediately turned into one of curiosity, "Yaoyao, who is it, who is it, who is it?"
"This…" Shi Yao wasn't sure whether she was unwilling to face the truth or she was still holding onto that single thread of hope. Even though that name lingered at the tip of her tongue, she found herself unable to say it. "... I'll tell you all once I confirm it later on."
"Ahhh, why are you keeping me in suspense? How about you whisper it to me first? Please, Yaoyao. Yao—" He Tiantian pleaded as she tugged on Shi Yao's arm. At this moment, however, the meticulous Leng Nuan noticed that Shi Yao was looking strange, so she pulled He Tiantian's arm and said, "Alright, Tiantian. Yaoyao already said that she'd tell us in the future, so we'll just have to wait till she's ready."