Experience Counts

The audiences wiped the cold sweat off their palms and let out a sigh of relief. The entire arena was filled with thunderous cheers, boiling up for a victory that had been long overdue. Although they had not prepared mini trumpets or other items to boost the cheer, it was still sufficient to create a passionate atmosphere.

Qian Ruoyu's expression turned incredibly ugly in the middle of it. She felt extremely wronged and stifled on the inside, wanting just to turn and leave abruptly just like that. She didn't want to wait for even a second longer.

"I'm an adult now. I'm not a spoiled child. I must bear the responsibility of what I've created..." She bit the bottom half of her lip softly with her white and tidy teeth and convinced herself to be strong on the inside. She didn't turn her head and leave right away but waited for Jiang Dingyi's return instead.