Let Me Stay The Night

Chapter 82 An Interview With Francis

Christina’s eyes widened in shock. “This is an interview with Francis?”

“That’s right. He’s my latest idol. Isn’t he handsome?” Bailey laughed gleefully. Truth be told, she had come all the way to Jadeborough just to see Francis.

Despite sensing that she had been taken for a ride, Christina realized it was too late to bail on Bailey and resigned herself to stay.

All of a sudden, screams broke out on set.

Out from a recording studio came a towering figure.

The man had shoulder-length silver hair with their ends dyed in blue; his long narrow eyes were gleaming like stars. With a slight curl of his lips, the indiscernible smile on his face would bewitch anyone who saw it.

As he gradually stepped into view, the screams intenslied with greater fervor.

While Christina felt as if her eardrums were going to burst, the excited Bailey tugged her with one hand and waved her placard hysterically with the other.

Chaos subsequently descended upon the scene. Despite the host’s best effort to calm the audience down, his pleas simply fell on deaf ears.

Finally, it was Francis who picked up the microphone to quieten the fans. “My dear cuties, if you continue to make so much noise, the host won’t be able to ask me any questions. Why don’t we lower our voices for the interview, and I’ll take a group photo with all of you at the end?”

Francis’ suggestion was extremely effective, for the group of obsessed female fans instantly kept mum.

That was the first time Christina felt the star power of a celebrity up close. Mere words were enough to silence a group of boisterous women.

Just as Francis returned the microphone to the host, the simple gesture was so mesmerizing that everyone found it difficult to peel their eyes away.

After starting by exchanging pleasantries, the host dived straight into the interview. “Francis, am I right that you wrote the theme song for the web drama-The Domineering Prince?”

“That’s correct. I also handpicked the script. I was so inspired by it that I ended up writing the theme song.” Francis answered.

host continued to go down the list of prepared questions. “Francis, since you haven’t acted in a while, how does playing a prince in a period drama feel like? Is there anything interesting

“Since this is my first time acting in a

on his shirt had fallen onto the

abruptly, it exposed his muscular chest to the female fans below the stage.

next moment, an uproar broke out when everyone present was seduced by the heart-throbbing

I never knew Francis had such a

of his ab muscles alone has made

wonder how it feels like running my hands

situation, the production crew dropped the curtains and came

the production assistant inquired, “Does anyone have a needle and

a safety pin would ruin his shirt, there was no other choice but to sew

retrieved the sewing kit she always carried on her.

pulled Christina abruptly. Before she could react, she was already led behind the curtain where the production assistant urged, “Quick, help Francis sew

Francis looked in her direction, he was greeted by the sight of a young girl with adorable braids. She was wearing the blinking hair clips that were used to cheer him

looking up, Christina blushed when her gaze

remarked softly, “Here’s the sewing kit.

down by embarrassment, she turned around in

eyes. He then called out at Christina’s

all, she wasn’t the one who lost a button,

leave, she hurried up to the latter. “Miss, please lend us a hand. We won’t be able to get off work on time if there are any delays. Also, just look at the fans

little. It’s true that I can’t leave if the show doesn’t end. Besides, Bailey

Christina relented in the

to look at Francis, the smug look on his

stopped at arm’s length. She calmly

on Francis’ body. He actually smelled more fragrant

pose made him look like the perfect statue, exuding an imposing

avert her eyes from his. After pinching his collar with her fingertips, she began to sew the button back on.

all it took for Francis to see that Christina was blushing nervously. He couldn’t deny how