Not only did she have a heart full of compassion, but she was also talented.
While she was lost in her thoughts, Yan Rusheng had already dragged her back to her seat.
They shifted their gazes towards the violin in the glass display cabinet on the stage.
They were stunned and flabbergasted.
Subconsciously, Xuxu withdrew her hand from Yan Rusheng's grip. She rose and walked towards the exit of the auction hall…
Yan Rusheng snapped out of his trance and swiftly got up from his seat without a second thought. He hurriedly chased after her and held her hand tightly without giving her the chance to fling it away.
Everyone was baffled. One moment they were being so lovey-dovey, the next moment, they seemed to have fallen out with each other.
Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Wen Xuxu and Yan Rusheng stormed out of the auction hall. She mustered all her strength and flung his hand away. "Yan Rusheng, Fang Jiayin is back."
