the vast majority of the reporters had already made their way to luo chenxi's venue. even if they were not of high enough status to sneak into the venue, the reporters were still blocking the entrance and were unwilling to leave easily.
on the contrary, there weren't many people left on her site.
when she came out just now, more than half of the seats in the hall were already empty.
in comparison to the unprecedented grand occasion at luo chenxi's place, she felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.
at this moment, tang daiyuan didn't want to go back and hold any more shows. even if she did, so what?
she could totally foresee that the headlines of all major media outlets and news tomorrow would certainly be about luo chenxi's grand show. who would still remember her, tang daier?
everything that she had planned so meticulously had gone down the drain just like that.