The play "Cinderella" began.
In the first act, the performer of Cinderella, Jiang Moxi, was doing laundry by the river, while her sister Jiang Weiwei was beside her, directing Jiang Moxi to do this and that.
As soon as this scene unfolded, mocking laughter erupted from below the stage.
"Did Cinderella and her sister get their roles mixed up?"
"Could this be a parody version? Anyway, if I were the Prince, I would definitely marry the beautiful sister and not choose this monstrosity."
Fu Youhan was sitting right in the middle of the first row, lightly massaging his temples.
He had been on a business trip these past few days and had not been sleeping well.
Originally, he did not want to come to such a boring evening event, but when the president of First University, Tan Zhiyi, called to invite him, he specifically mentioned: "Your niece is also participating in this evening's performance."
Niece?
