Bai Qinghao finally sat down. His posture was upright and intimidating. His powerful aura immediately filled the room.
A row of armed bodyguards stood expressionlessly behind him.
The seat to his left was empty, while Fang Xinxin sat to his right. Sun Jiamu had occupied the seat to Fang Xinxin's right.
The performance continued on-stage. As the lights were darkened, everyone's attention gradually shifted back on-stage.
Some of the audience maintained their admiring gaze in Bai Qinghao's direction. Unfortunately, he appeared expressionless and gave them no attention.
[Bai Qinghao has really appeared. He is so handsome. If only he could give me a glance!] Someone with a profile image of a beautiful lady expressed her feelings on the Jing Hua University forum.
[Everyone feels the same way, but how many of us could he possibly look at? Save it. Our idol can only appear in the dreams of commoners like us.]
