Suddenly, many people received phone calls and started finding excuses to slip away. Yu's father was still on stage, but everyone informed the little host Yu Yunxi before hurriedly bidding farewell.
Yu Yunxi was utterly confused, completely unaware of what was happening.
"Yunxi, there's an urgent matter at home, I must return immediately. Please let your father know later."
"Okay, Uncle, take care." Yu Yunxi forced a smile despite feeling displeased.
Yu's father was still passionately delivering his speech on stage, but the audience continued to dwindle as everyone received a phone call and quickly left.
In less than three minutes, the once crowded hall was almost empty.
Yu's father hastily wrapped up his speech and came down. Those few people also quickly came to say goodbye, some even regretting leaving late, but they couldn't help it; they received the news late.
"Old Zhao, what's going on here? You all..." Yu's father was completely clueless.
