"Sorry, I didn't realize this wheelchair had an attack mode."
Xie Mi grinned and, to express her apologies, invited Lai Bingxuan to take a look. "Wanna check it out?"
Lai Bingxuan had still been a little angry, but when Xie Mi took the initiative to invite her, her expression faltered. Then she raised her chin, huffed, and walked over.
"Fine, I'll take a look."
Xie Mi enthusiastically demonstrated the wheelchair's features to Lai Bingxuan, while Shen Yeqing watched from beside them with a smile, like a kindly old father.
Amid this harmonious, lovely scene, only Xu Shuangrong silently hid her scalded, reddened hand beneath the table.
It was the cameraman filming her who noticed and quietly asked whether she needed help.
Xu Shuangrong merely smiled and shook her head.
"I'm fine."
Her brave little display prompted waves of sympathy in the live comments.
[Waaah, Shuangshuang is so strong. Her hand is scalded bright red, but she hasn't said a word because she's afraid of troubling anyone.]
[That's a lot better than certain people who only care about showing off their wheelchairs, isn't it?]
[Are these people all blind? Can't they see Shuangshuang is hurt?]
[If Shuangshuang's hand scars, I'll make every last one of you pay with your lives!]
Compared with Shuang Fans' frenzied sympathy, casual viewers were much more rational.
[Is this what they call death-threat fiction?]
[Didn't Xu Shuangrong burn her hand by knocking over her own cup? Why are you yelling at everyone else?]
[If you want attention, say something. Staying silent and then blaming other people for not noticing you-what kind of logic is that?]
[Seriously, you're taking a dig at Xie Mi over this too? What does any of this have to do with her?]
[Some of Xu Shuangrong's obsessed fans need to get a