Zhong Xinyao's eyes widened, feeling as if the air around her had solidified.
Her face then turned red, almost steaming, and she was so embarrassed she could have carved out an airport on the spot with her foot.
It was the first time in her life that she had experienced such a socially disastrous event.
She blurted out in a hurry, "Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't know you were Chen Fan, I, I, I..."
Zhong Xinyao's expression was full of regret, and she was so anxious that she was nearly crying.
Chen Fan, watching Zhong Xinyao's appearance, found it somewhat amusing and said, "It's alright."
Zhong Xinyao awkwardly stared at Chen Fan and said, "Brother Chen Fan, you're nothing like what those rumors say. What I heard must be rumors. You're so amazing and also have such a strong sense of justice. You're not at all the loser that the rumors make you out to be. Those who spread these rumors are just hateful!"
