He passed by Tang Zhaoran and reached out his hand towards Shuyao on the ground. It was as if she had just awakened from a dream.
He Xuemo smiled gently, his demeanor elegant and concerned as he said, "Miss Shu, are you alright? I’m truly sorry."
Strangely, how did he know my name? Shuyao found it odd but felt it inappropriate to ask at that moment.
Tang Zhaoran's eyes seemed glued to his face.
"This has nothing to do with you. Thank you," Shuyao replied with a faint smile.
"How could it not be related?" He chuckled, his lips curving into a charming arc. "We’re all fans of yours; if something happens, I have to take responsibility."
Tang Zhaoran gasped, pressing his fists against his mouth, shy yet excited, unabashedly praising her idol: "Wow, my idol is so handsome!"
Before she could continue to act uncontrollably, Shuyao quickly pulled her away from the scene.
The top star came down to save the beauty, with the object of his affection being the Best Actress's stand-in. Within a minute, rumors spread throughout the Cloud City entertainment circle.
Shuyao glanced at the trending topics that suddenly popped up on her phone. Feeling uneasy, she worried about what would happen if Ji Linchuan found out; she didn’t dare to imagine the consequences.
Despite wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, many reporters recognized her at the scene.
As soon as they arrived at Tang Zhaoran's house, her phone rang. Looking at it, she saw that Ji Linchuan had called three times, and she hadn’t answered any of them.
Oh no!
She cautiously pressed the answer button and walked into the bathroom to take the call. "Where are you?" The person on the other end sounded very displeased.
"At... at a friend's place."
"Which friend?" The voice on the other end sounded impatient.
"I don't care where you are; you need to come back to me in five minutes!"
"But it's quite far from here..."
It's at least 30 kilometers away from Yun Chuan Villa.
Ji Linchuan's response was to hang up the phone.
Shuyao muttered to herself.
Ji Linchuan's temper had been getting worse lately. In the past, just seeing his handsome face was enough for her to feel content, and she would comply with him willingly.
But now, she felt like her sincere feelings had been thrown to the dogs.
"What kind of call was that, so mysterious?" Tang Zhaoran asked, looking curious.
"Don't tell me you really have something going on with my favorite male idol; was it him calling you?"
Shuyao couldn't help but laugh at her ridiculous yet serious expression and pinched her cheek.
"How could that be! You saw it too; I even rejected his request for my number just now."
"Well, that's loyalty for you!" Tang Zhaoran nodded in satisfaction.
"I have to go," Shuyao sighed.
"Aren't you going to eat something before you leave? Don't forget I bought crayfish today," Tang Zhaoran urged.
Indeed, crayfish were their favorite. Every time they celebrated each other's birthdays, they would buy crayfish to celebrate together.
Shuyao didn't want to leave at all, but Ji Linchuan, that tyrant, was still waiting for her.
Tang Zhaoran sensed that Shuyao was acting unusually today and reached out to stop her.
"Yao Yao, this isn't like you."
"How isn't it like me?" Shuyao pretended to be relaxed and forced a smile.
After getting married, in order to accommodate Ji Linchuan, she had become someone she no longer recognized.
"The old you was carefree, but now you seem so cautious," Tang Zhaoran's voice carried a hint of sorrow.
Shuyao couldn't bring herself to tell her the truth; regarding her marriage to Ji Linchuan, silence was her only option.
She felt a deep reluctance, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, but she still unwillingly made her way downstairs.
As soon as she got into the car, her phone buzzed with a message from Tang Zhaoran.
"Yao Yao, if something's bothering you, you have to tell me. We will always be good sisters!"
"And remember, those fans are like zombies; drive carefully and stay safe!"
Tang Zhaoran often referred to those persistent fans as "zombie monsters."
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