Lu Zishu stood on the podium, his gaze firmly locked on Ying Jing.
While Ying Jing looked only at someone in the audience, from beginning to end.
Someone noticed, but couldn't find her angle to see who she was looking at.
A densely packed crowd waited for Lu Zishu's response.
After a moment, he pulled the microphone from the stand.
He took a few steps towards Ying Jing.
The voice through the microphone echoed around the hall, covering every corner.
"I know it's too late to say this now. Since everyone is so eager to know, let me say it myself. I do like Ying Jing, but she might have some misunderstandings about me. Please refrain from spreading rumors; she is a good girl. In the future, she won't need to come towards me; I will take the initiative to approach her."
The scene erupted in uproarious commotion.
Ying Jing remained expressionless, showing not the slightest hint of anger.
Their popularity was simply too high.
Finally, the host came out to calm the scene.
