"Okay, since it was within your expectations, what I want to say, I believe you can understand it, Nala. I am announcing my retirement from the music industry, a lifelong exit."
Even if she understands, Nala must still be shocked by this sudden decision, saying, "Miss Zhao, everything can be discussed. You don't need to worry about the fans, our PR team will guide the public opinion, so you won't feel troubled. All along, haven't we cooperated seamlessly?"
"No." Zhao Mengjin shook her head, "I can't play the violin anymore."
Across from her, it seemed like the microphone had slipped from Nala's hand.
After a while, a broken voice came from the other side, "Is it true? What the newspapers say, is it true—"
"Yes."
"I need time to digest this news, Miss Zhao, May I?"
"Certainly." Zhao Mengjin stressed, "No matter what, I personally don't like being disturbed."
"Yes, I understand. Rest assured." Nala said, "I won't let anyone hurt you again, Miss Zhao."
