The audience gasped in surprise!
Shang Jingchen's face changed instantly. Even though he despised Ye Lu, he couldn't help standing up abruptly when he saw her fall, revealing his concern.
Only Yuan Jiayin sneered, hoping that Ye Lu would embarrass herself and bleed through her fall.
"Hold her up!" Suddenly, a commanding, baritone voice rang out from the host's earpiece. It wasn't the director's voice, but it was unquestionable, leading the hosts to instinctively follow the command, swiftly reaching out to catch Ye Lu.
That's how Ye Lu was spared from making a fool of herself under all those watching eyes.
Relieved, the audience exhaled, while Yuan Jiayin seethed, glaring angrily at the two meddling hosts.
Shang Jingchen sank back into his seat, irritated at himself for instinctively worrying about this woman. How ironic.
