Bab 32: Miss Plastic

After getting her number tag, she walked to the empty seats and sat down, ignoring everyone. With her bare gorgeous porcelain face, though, she was bound to attract a lot of attention.

"Wendy."

"Wendy?"

"Wen..." After calling her manager for the third time and not receiving any answer, Daisy finally raised her head, only to see Wendy deep in thought, keeping silent with furrowed brows, with a tinge of confusion in her eyes, Daisy followed her gaze. Then her eyes abruptly widened.

"What is she doing here?!" She couldn't control her expression and said instinctively, and her words happened to snap Wendy out of her trance.