As they watched the fans' reaction, Zheng Anru on stage and Wang Haojun backstage were both relieved.
"Zheng Anru is still the creative one!" Wang Haojun looked delighted.
On the side, the PR director lamented, "After all, she's considered the one who knows Ning Xi best. Obviously, she knew where her vulnerable spot was!"
At this moment, the entire hall was deathly still.
It was not sure how long had passed.
The atmosphere became increasingly stifling like the calm before the storm.
Just as a gloom was about to gradually spread across the crowd like a plague, there was finally the sound of a woman's voice in their ears.
"I'm very sorry... to have let everyone worry, to have let everyone wait... for so long..."
The fans off-stage were still in absolute silence.
"There are many things to say... that I don't know how to begin..."
