As Ji Yi's voice settled, the entire room became even quieter. It was so quiet, in fact, that you could hear the crisp sound of a pin dropping.
Everyone was staring at He Jichen.
He Jichen wore a neutral expression on his face as he stared into Ji Yi's eyes. He didn't show a hint of emotion, which made it hard for anyone to read what he was thinking.
It felt like time and space had frozen. After a short while, seeing as He Jichen didn't react, Ji Yi added, "I have just one wish and that's to find someone who understands me."
Ji Yi clutched the microphone while she said this. She then slowly walked over to He Jichen.
"I don't need many. One's enough."
The closer she got to He Jichen, the faster her heart raced. She clutched onto the ring in her sweat-drenched palms tightly.
When she reached the large marble table, Ji Yi had no more space to walk, so she was forced to stop.