In front of the camera, Lu Jing looked like a completely different person from the Lu Jing she saw that night.
There was no trace of sadness or loneliness in his eyes, only coldness and mockery.
Facing Lu Xiao and the reporters on the scene, he ignored everyone, said what he wanted to say, and walked away arrogantly.
Not long after he turned around, Lu Xiao, who was seated at the interview table, clutched his chest and fainted out of anger.
"Doctor, quick, call for help—"
The scene immediately descended into chaos.
Even across the screen, Zhang Lingying couldn't help but feel tense, while Lu Jing left without looking back.
As a result, visibly, the number of people cursing him in the bullet comments increased.
The few people who defended him because of his good looks were also scolded into silence.
Zhang Lingying stared at the few horribly offensive comments on her phone screen, just about to reply, when a hand suddenly blocked her phone.
