Ai Bao chuckled uneasily.

Wu Hanxiaos name wasnt on the guest list for the event.

There was only one explanation.

He was here as a freeloader.

After all, Ink Painting on Porcelain was the most well-known professional voice actor in the country, and it would only do Wu Hanxiao good to get himself connected to the guy.

The event went as Ai Bao expected. The host soon invited Ink Painting on Porcelain to act out a segment of a radio play on the spot. Ink Painting on Porcelain was a refined-looking guy in a plain blue casual outfit, which gave him a neat and unprepossessing look.

Wu Hanxiao, on the other hand, was dressed from head to toe in red and had made a great effort to look seductive. He had even put on eyeliner and drawn his eyebrows so that they slanted upward.

They started, one voicing a gentle top and the other a seductive bottom. Ink Painting on Porcelain sounded as decent as his appearance suggested. Wu Hanxiao, however, with or without knowing it, had tried his best to make his voice very suggestive, so much so that he would pant every now and then in a coquettish manner.

While the young fans were exhilarated, Ai Baos face turned livid.

Behind them, An Xiaxia and Su Xiaomo were equally indignant.

Damn it! Who the hell is this man? Hes insulting Lord Porcelain with his voice acting! Su Xiaomo snapped.

An Xiaxia was just as unhappy. I want to slap him so much. Whats with that horrible panting? Hes ruining Porcelains work!

Sheng Yize darted a look at them, shrugged, and kept his silence.

At the end, Wu Hanxiao cleared his throat, and began to moan

Ink Painting on Porcelain could no longer hide the frown on his face.

Although turning things in that direction could attract more fans, Porcelain didnt like to be used like this.

Ai Bao couldnt stand it anymore. She pushed her way to the front of the crowd and shouted, Thats enough! Shut up, Wu Hanxiao!

An Yibei watched with great interest as the little woman vented her anger.

Wu Hanxiao stopped at her words.

The fans turned their gazes to Ai Bao, looking disgruntled.

Ink Painting on Porcelain, on the other hand, arched his eyebrows at Ai Bao.

Your voice acting was awful. Ai Bao clenched her fists and summoned up her courage. Please stop insulting this play.

The host tried to ease the situation. Miss, do calm down. Now, if the staff can take her away

A few security guards went up in a hurry, but An Yibeis nonchalant voice rang out. Lay a finger on her and there will be consequences.

Somehow, the security guards didnt dare defy him.

Ai Baos heart raced and strength she didnt know she had welled up inside her. Looking into the hosts eyes, she spoke in a voice that wasnt loud, but was clear enough for everyone to hear.

Im Baby Plutus, the planner and playwright of the play Ink Painting on Porcelain voiced just then. Im lodging a formal protest now. I wont have my work insulted by some unqualified person!

A hush fell over the audience first, then the crowd erupted.

Shit, shes Baby Plutus, that really famous planner?

Holy shit! Quickly, take a picture for me!

Shes awesome Come to think of it, that bottom really didnt sound right

Wu Hanxiao flew into a rage. Enough! Who are you to tell me what to do?

Shut up, An Yibei said coldly. Wu Hanxiao backed off immediately after spotting him.

Ink Painting on Porcelain interjected at that moment, Im sorry, but I wont be able to participate in the event anymore.

The host and the fans were all dumbfounded.

Ink Painting on Porcelain turned to Ai Bao and smiled. My friend is upset and Im going to cheer her up now.

Wow The crowd realized what was going on and began to jeer.

An Yibei adjusted his glasses and smiled grimly.

Heh, his friend?