For him, all he wanted was to take this opportunity to finally see his beloved Tianbao, whom he had been longing for day and night!

But tonight... can he?!

Fake Sweetie immediately covered her mouth in horror. What was going on?!

When Dong Bihua, who was backstage, saw this scene, she was so angry that her face turned red, and she wished she could smash the computer!

She yelled furiously into the phone, "What are you all standing there for! Turn off the live stream right now! Also, the audio from just now must be completely edited out, absolutely no leaks allowed! All the audience members' phones must be checked before they leave, absolutely no information about what happened today is allowed to get out, do you hear me?!"

She put so much effort into this day, how can it be ruined because of something so small!

And that little bastard on stage, why did he mess up at this crucial moment!

A terrified voice immediately came from her subordinate, "Miss Dong, this is no good! Our signals have been intercepted! We can no longer send orders to the scene!"

Dong Bihua's face turned as terrifying as a vengeful ghost. What?!

Just then, a subordinate's terrified voice rang out again, "Wait! Miss Dong, look at that person on the stage! That person looks like...it really is Tianbao?!"

"What?!" Dong Bihua looked up in shock.

Immediately, Tianbao's sweet, tender, and mellow voice, like the tranquil fragrance of flowers drifting from a mountain stream, clearly entered the ears of everyone present:

"I dreamt of my father; he gave me strength."

"My father's chest is the harbor of my soul..."

In that instant, a surging storm surged in Li Zhanting's deep pupils, and the fingers gripping the wine glass trembled violently.

That sound...