The lights were on, and everything in the theater was illuminated brightly, including every face below.

Han Zaixing looked at the faces and said, "Thank you all for coming to listen to my performance."

He bowed like a prince and a gentleman.

"Crash..."

The applause was even louder than before.

Han Zaixing straightened up and said: "'Angel's End' was written for me. It's been five hundred and thirty-seven days since my lover left me, and I think about her all the time."

"During these five hundred and thirty-seven days, I have felt regret, anger, and resentment countless times. Even now, these emotions are still with me."

"But in these five hundred and thirty-seven days, I gradually learned something. If you want to get something, you have to be strong. If you want to protect it, you have to move forward. I don't regret my persistence to this day, nor do I regret everything I have done now.

"

"I will continue like this until I find my lover."

"Crash..."

The applause rang out again, and everyone in the theater had excitement and support on their faces.

People who come here are all music lovers. If you are interested in music, you will naturally know Han Zaixing's personality, his story, and his long love.

They support such people.

"Now, I just want to ask someone when he can tell me the news about my lover."

The words suddenly changed, and Han Zaixing's eyes fell on Lin Qinru's face.

At this moment, the warm applause disappeared, and everyone looked at the person Han Zaixing was looking at, Lin Qinru.

The staff member came up and handed the microphone to Han Zaixing. Han Zaixing took the microphone and walked towards Lin Qinru.

Zhan Le stood behind, her eyes widened and her heart beating rapidly.

What did Zai Xing mean by what he just said? Could it be that Lian Shi is here?

Zhan Le looked in front of her in the direction where Han Zaixing was looking, but she was too far away. Now the people on the seats had stood up again, and everyone had their backs. Zhan Le didn't know who Han Zaixing was looking at, and couldn't tell who it was.

It was the time of Zhan Lian.

She was very nervous and uneasy.

What to do in the industry?

Lin Qinru stood in his position, looking at the people walking towards him with a smile on his face.

When Han Zaixing asked him to come, he never thought that it would be as simple as just listening to music. However, he did not expect that Han Zaixing would ask him about Lin Lian's news so directly.

He didn't expect this, and he really didn't think much about it.

Han Zaixing stopped in front of Lin Qinru and handed over the microphone, "Please answer Mr. Lin." At this time, the theater became quiet, and Zhan Le probably saw this figure from behind.

Mr. Lin?

who is he?

Lin Qinru looked at Han Zaixing looking directly into his eyes. He had a big smile on his face. He took the phone and said with a smile: "Mr. Han is probably asking the wrong person."

"That's right. Mr. Lin does know the news about my wife."

"because……"

Han Zaixing's voice paused, and everyone in the theater looked at him and became even quieter.

"Mr. Lin has met my wife."

"Just this year."

Han Zaixing's cold voice fell into everyone's ears, and the quiet theater became restless.

Zhan Le was heartbroken. She looked at Lin Qinru's back and then at Han Zaixing.

Looking from her side, she could see Han Zaixing's face very clearly.

Therefore, she could see the look on Han Zaixing's face, which was absolute and certain.

Has anyone seen Lin Lian? Does anyone know about it?

But when did you know about it? Why do you want to say it now?

The smile at the corner of Lin Qinru's mouth no longer rose, and the thick smile on his eyebrows was no longer the same as before.

He looked at Han Zaixing, and his eyes gradually took on a different look.
Chapter completed!