Zheng Siyuan saw her looking exhausted, her face covered in cold sweat. Frowning, he had just stepped forward when Tianxing swayed her head and leaned towards him. Zheng Siyuan quickly reached out to hold her.
"How are you?"
Tianxing, completely weak, fell into his arms, breathless and unable to speak.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a group of people surged in.
Holding cameras, they snapped away, bombarding them with flashlights.
"Miss Xia, can you explain why you are here with Mr. Zheng?"
"Miss Xia, are you and Mr. Zheng in a romantic relationship?"
"Miss Xia, some say you've been sidelined by the company and recently made a comeback because Mr. Zheng is sponsoring you. How do you respond to this?"
...
The reporters' microphones were almost poking at Tianxing's face, and chaotic questions were thrown at her one after another.
