"Okay, I'm coming down!"
Amid the roaring chants for them to get together that filled the auditorium, Qin Fan still clearly caught Jiang Yino's call for him to come down. A smile touched his lips. He pushed the microphone stand aside, hopped off the high platform, and then strode down from the stage. As the crowd's roar died down to an abrupt silence, he quickly walked toward the back of the auditorium. Reaching Jiang Yino, he didn't hesitate for a second. He decisively took her small hand and led her straight outside.
His commanding presence instantly captivated everyone. By the time the crowd snapped back to their senses, Qin Fan and Jiang Yino were long gone.
"I'd rather be a pair of loving mandarin ducks than a lonely immortal! That was so MANLY! Yino is so damn lucky!" Du Ruanqing murmured, stunned with admiration.
At the same time, a wave of sighs swept through the audience. In that moment, countless girls felt a pang of loneliness.
