"Xiaobai, will you agree? Please?"
Huangfu Jin looked at her, his hand with distinctly articulated bones reaching out, waiting for her response.
"Whimper... How could this be, when did this happen!"
"Huangfu… my Huangfu, I can hardly believe it! That Xiaobai, she must have saved the Milky Way in her past life!"
"My idol, wailing..."
"He actually proposed... My heart is shattered into pieces..."
Low cries spread around, gradually gathering and intertwining, growing louder and overlapping, as if numerous women were experiencing a breakup at the same moment.
Fortunately, Huangfu Jin's fans were all true and high-quality fans; not a single one spoke ill of Zhao Xiaobai or even gave her a disdainful look.
Time passed slowly and Zhao Xiaobai was still petrified.
Meanwhile, Huangfu Jin on the stage remained unshaken, maintaining his refined invitation posture, awaiting Zhao Xiaobai's response.
