Before Huo Qiuran could regain her composure, Ning Fan broke free from her hands and dashed into the bathroom.
Seeing Ning Fan leave so coldly, a clear tear fell from Huo Qiuran's eyes.
She had been waiting here for Ning Fan to appear, and now that he finally had, he didn't recognize her. Her heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife.
"Ning Fan, why won't you recognize me? It was indeed my fault initially, but why won't you even acknowledge me..."
Concert hall audience area...
Ning Fan no longer thought about his past with Huo Qiuran and returned to the audience area.
However, his hand was painfully sore. The people who had been moved to tears by his performance earlier were now coming up to ask for his autograph.
Ning Fan swiftly scrawled his name with flourish.
The audience members who obtained Ning Fan's autograph once again teared up, unable to stop the hot tears from flowing.
"Master Ning Fan, you really play wonderfully..."
