At this moment,
A woman dressed in formal attire, her hand supporting her delicate face, lay somewhat tired in the backseat of a car.
She had just finished a promotional event, and by the time the organizers wrapped up, it had already turned into evening. Wen Wenyao, who hadn’t eaten for half a day, was feeling extremely fatigued.
“Miss, there’s a very nice restaurant here. You can have dinner before going home,” the driver said, gazing at the scenery by the harbor, known for its excellent seafood.
“No need, I want to go home first,” Wen Wenyao replied, looking out of the window. Right now, all she wanted was to go home and rest.
However, in a casual glance, Wen Wenyao spotted a figure.
It was a young girl, strolling down the street casually. Her gait and posture were strikingly similar to the person who had occupied her thoughts. Wen Wenyao placed her hands on the car window, staring at the girl. In a moment of realization, she felt like she saw that person’s face…
It seemed to be the person who had touched her heart…
“Miss! Don’t stick your head out of the window,” the driver urgently reminded.
Leaving aside the danger of such behavior, Wen Wenyao was a celebrity. If she were recognized, the consequences could be disastrous, and it could even affect the traffic in the area.
“Stop the car!” Wen Wenyao said urgently, her gaze fixed on the outside. She seemed especially anxious, fidgeting with the door handle, eager to get out.
The driver hesitated for a moment, then immediately pulled over to the side of the road.
Before the driver could say anything, Wen Wenyao opened the car door and rushed out.
Wen Wenyao, in her high heels, found it inconvenient to move around. By the time she chased after the person, they were already gone…
With red-rimmed eyes, she helplessly scanned the crowd of people passing by, continually moving in the direction she had seen just moments ago.
Tears welled up in her eyes, slowly rolling down her cheeks. Suddenly, because of her haste, she tripped and sprained her foot…
But she didn’t stop; she just gripped the railing by the roadside and continued walking.
She couldn’t stop…
That person was her Song Nanqiao…
Wen Wenyao, in desperation, was thinking of taking off her high heels and running in that person’s direction.
The seaside wind tousled her hair, and her black hair scattered across her cheeks, obscuring half her face. However, it couldn’t conceal her exquisite beauty. People passing by couldn’t help but be astonished, silently marveling at this stunning beauty.
“Hey, wait a minute, she looks like Wen Wenyao.”
Sharp-eyed passersby recognized her identity; after all, no one could be as beautiful as Wen Wenyao.
“It really seems like her…”
“Oh my god, quick, take a picture!”
“Ah, it’s my favorite star!”
In less than a minute, the surrounding area was crowded with people, and the flashing lights from cameras never ceased. Some tall men blocked Wen Wenyao’s line of sight.
She couldn’t see Song Nanqiao anymore.
“Please make way,” Wen Wenyao said coldly, pushing her way through the crowd. This was the first time she had worn a stern face in public.
“Miss! Come back quickly,” the driver got out of the car with a mask and hat, rushing to Wen Wenyao’s side.
He shielded her from the surging fans and intended to take Wen Wenyao back to the car. It was too dangerous; he shouldn’t have stopped the car.
“Don’t take me away. I have something urgent right now,” Wen Wenyao pushed the driver away, not looking back, and desperately wanted to chase after Song Nanqiao.
“Miss, you should go back first. If you’re looking for someone, hire a private investigator,” the driver advised earnestly.
Continuing like this, tomorrow’s hot search would be all about her.
The crowd was growing, and she couldn’t get away. Without further ado, the driver grabbed Wen Wenyao’s hand and forcefully cleared a path through the crowd, then led her back to the car.
…
Song Nanqiao got into a taxi, closed the car window, and glanced back at the place she had just passed by. It was filled with people, and she didn’t know what had happened.
“Was there an accident?”
“No, I heard it’s a celebrity.”
“What’s her name?” Song Nanqiao’s heart skipped a beat. Who was this highly popular influencer that had attracted so many people in such a short time?
“I don’t know; I’m not into celebrities or gossip,” the driver said indifferently and stepped on the gas pedal, taking Song Nanqiao home.
At this moment,
A woman dressed in formal attire, her hand supporting her delicate face, lay somewhat tired in the backseat of a car.
She had just finished a promotional event, and by the time the organizers wrapped up, it had already turned into evening. Wen Wenyao, who hadn’t eaten for half a day, was feeling extremely fatigued.
“Miss, there’s a very nice restaurant here. You can have dinner before going home,” the driver said, gazing at the scenery by the harbor, known for its excellent seafood.
“No need, I want to go home first,” Wen Wenyao replied, looking out of the window. Right now, all she wanted was to go home and rest.
However, in a casual glance, Wen Wenyao spotted a figure.
It was a young girl, strolling down the street casually. Her gait and posture were strikingly similar to the person who had occupied her thoughts. Wen Wenyao placed her hands on the car window, staring at the girl. In a moment of realization, she felt like she saw that person’s face…
It seemed to be the person who had touched her heart…
“Miss! Don’t stick your head out of the window,” the driver urgently reminded.
Leaving aside the danger of such behavior, Wen Wenyao was a celebrity. If she were recognized, the consequences could be disastrous, and it could even affect the traffic in the area.
“Stop the car!” Wen Wenyao said urgently, her gaze fixed on the outside. She seemed especially anxious, fidgeting with the door handle, eager to get out.
The driver hesitated for a moment, then immediately pulled over to the side of the road.
Before the driver could say anything, Wen Wenyao opened the car door and rushed out.
Wen Wenyao, in her high heels, found it inconvenient to move around. By the time she chased after the person, they were already gone…
With red-rimmed eyes, she helplessly scanned the crowd of people passing by, continually moving in the direction she had seen just moments ago.
Tears welled up in her eyes, slowly rolling down her cheeks. Suddenly, because of her haste, she tripped and sprained her foot…
But she didn’t stop; she just gripped the railing by the roadside and continued walking.
She couldn’t stop…
That person was her Song Nanqiao…
Wen Wenyao, in desperation, was thinking of taking off her high heels and running in that person’s direction.
The seaside wind tousled her hair, and her black hair scattered across her cheeks, obscuring half her face. However, it couldn’t conceal her exquisite beauty. People passing by couldn’t help but be astonished, silently marveling at this stunning beauty.
“Hey, wait a minute, she looks like Wen Wenyao.”
Sharp-eyed passersby recognized her identity; after all, no one could be as beautiful as Wen Wenyao.
“It really seems like her…”
“Oh my god, quick, take a picture!”
“Ah, it’s my favorite star!”
In less than a minute, the surrounding area was crowded with people, and the flashing lights from cameras never ceased. Some tall men blocked Wen Wenyao’s line of sight.
She couldn’t see Song Nanqiao anymore.
“Please make way,” Wen Wenyao said coldly, pushing her way through the crowd. This was the first time she had worn a stern face in public.
“Miss! Come back quickly,” the driver got out of the car with a mask and hat, rushing to Wen Wenyao’s side.
He shielded her from the surging fans and intended to take Wen Wenyao back to the car. It was too dangerous; he shouldn’t have stopped the car.
“Don’t take me away. I have something urgent right now,” Wen Wenyao pushed the driver away, not looking back, and desperately wanted to chase after Song Nanqiao.
“Miss, you should go back first. If you’re looking for someone, hire a private investigator,” the driver advised earnestly.
Continuing like this, tomorrow’s hot search would be all about her.
The crowd was growing, and she couldn’t get away. Without further ado, the driver grabbed Wen Wenyao’s hand and forcefully cleared a path through the crowd, then led her back to the car.
…
Song Nanqiao got into a taxi, closed the car window, and glanced back at the place she had just passed by. It was filled with people, and she didn’t know what had happened.
“Was there an accident?”
“No, I heard it’s a celebrity.”
“What’s her name?” Song Nanqiao’s heart skipped a beat. Who was this highly popular influencer that had attracted so many people in such a short time?
“I don’t know; I’m not into celebrities or gossip,” the driver said indifferently and stepped on the gas pedal, taking Song Nanqiao home.
