Yu Jingxuan's eyes widened at the words "I am Yu Jingxuan." He immediately realized he had forgotten to switch accounts. In a fluster, he clicked on the comment to erase the evidence, only to accidentally close the webpage.
He hurriedly reopened the page, found the comment, and deleted his reply as fast as he could. Only then did he let out a long breath, inwardly cursing himself for being careless enough to make such an elementary mistake.
Luckily, he had caught it early! No new replies had appeared beneath the comment, either. Apparently, no one had seen the message he had just posted.
After browsing the news for a little longer, he was about to shut down his computer and call Bao Lingxin to ask whether she wanted him to come over and bestow his favors on her. Before he could, however, she called him.
"Jingxuan, hurry up and post an apology explaining what happened at the airport today. Be sincere, and rein in your fans' comments. Don't let them go too far!" Bao Lingxin said solemnly.
"What's going on? Why do I have to post an apology?" Yu Jingxuan was bewildered. He had no idea why she was suddenly springing this on him.
He was a top-tier celebrity invited to perform at the Misty Rain Jiangnan gala, after all. His looks were unrivaled, his bearing distinguished, and his charm unparalleled. Whether or not he had any noteworthy work to his name, his fan count had long since passed a million.
If he wasn't so outstanding, why would the only daughter of the richest man in East Anhui have eyes for him alone?
He had been treated unfairly at the airport today, and his fans were venting on his behalf. It was generous enough of him not to publicly condemn