A few young girls suddenly beca agitated: "No need for your pretentious kindness! We can walk by ourselves!"
Shi Su seed not to mind their words, only looking towards the cara still pointed at her: "Additionally, if Sister Xu Dan can see this video, I hope you can continue to uphold the principle of honesty and clearly explain the scene of my conversation with Tong Yuanyuan. In what kind of situation did I say sothing? Such an unclear dialogue needs a proper context."
After speaking, she glanced at those young girls who, despite holding grudges, seed to have run out of reasons to curse.
She looked at these fans, who banded together out of love for one person yet chose a misguided way to defend soone, and at their still youthful and impetuous faces: "Chasing stars isn’t wrong, but make sure to follow the right person. A good idol can be a guiding light in your life, instead of turning you into aggressive, belligerent hecklers."
"..."
The group of young girls fell silent, and the girl holding the cara slowly lowered her hands.
Jun had already called the police to co over, asking them to take the girls to the station to contact their families.
Seeing the police arrive, the girl holding the cara suddenly asked, "Shi Su, why aren’t you afraid of us?"
Shi Su stood there calmly, her gaze steady, her posture upright and unwavering.
"’The innocent stand firm with virtue’, although these words may lack strength, I indeed act justly and behave straightforwardly, without guilt, thus I’m not afraid."
The young girls exchanged glances but said nothing more.
...
The security guards and the arriving police placed the young girls in the police car. Worried that they might be frightened, Shi Su specifically instructed Jun to keep an eye on them, making sure their parents are contacted and not leaving them alone at the station, lest they beco scared.
Sitting in the police car, the young girls looked at Shi Su, who was standing outside giving instructions, and exchanged glances.
Soone softly asked, "Did we record everything Shi Su just said? Are we still posting it on Weibo?"
The girl holding the cara looked a bit dim, as if sothing she had always liked in her heart had gone dark, yet seemingly another light shone in.
At first, she said nothing, then she looked at Shi Su outside the car and resolutely said in a low voice, "Post it."
"But none of the things she said do any good for Yuanyuan..."
"I hereby announce my departure from Tong Yuanyuan’s fanbase, permanently closing the fan station, withdrawing from the support group. Whether the video benefits her or not, it has nothing to do with ."
"...Do you believe what Shi Su said?"
"It’s not about believing, but we truly don’t have evidence."
"But everyone is saying so..."
As these words fell, the group of young girls exchanged glances again, and suddenly their eyes were red; so things inside their hearts beca clearer, and the car beca exceptionally quiet.
...
The police car left with the group of young girls and Jun, while Shi Su turned to head back to the hospital.
As she turned, her gaze unexpectedly t Jing Jihan’s directly. She paused a bit, then walked over without changing her expression.
"Why did you co down?"
Jing Jihan’s voice was like a bell ringing in the cool autumn breeze, quiet yet straightforward: "If I didn’t co down, how could I admire you standing in the wind delivering a public speech with your wrist injured?"
Shi Su’s gaze fixed on the man’s face: "So based on my injury, can you rent a place at Kaixing Mansion?"
He glanced at her nonchalantly and turned to walk back to the hospital entrance, leaving behind a line: "Go upstairs, and have your wrist cleaned and bandaged again."
"..."
-
Shi Su hadn’t driven over, and Jun had taken the young girls to the police station.
The City Center Hospital is quite far from Kaixing Mansion, and Shi Su’s current situation isn’t convenient for taking a taxi, lest she be recognized.
Lu Zhao drove Jing Jihan’s Bentley over and parked it downstairs at the hospital.
On the way back, Shi Su sat in Jing Jihan’s car, Lu Zhao was in the driver’s seat, silent and proper the entire way. Shi Su lowered her head to reply to Chu Jiu on WeChat.
Shi Su: [I’m okay, soone was taking secret photos midway, so minor friction happened, but it’s all sorted out now.]
Shi Su: [Jun’s car had a tracking device installed, from now on all of our cars need to be checked daily to prevent such situations.]
Shi Su: [Just a minor injury, nothing to worry about.]
After sending the ssages, Shi Su moved her wrist, which was not very flexible due to the bandages. Thankfully, it wasn’t her fingers that got hurt; otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to use WeChat or her phone.
Her wrist stiffly set the phone aside, and then she awkwardly raised her hand, trying to ease the soreness in her neck and arm from having just lowered her head for ssaging.
"Are we going directly back to Kaixing Mansion?" Shi Su asked.
Jing Jihan replied blandly with a "Hm."
"Mianmian was suddenly sent ho; she must be anxious at ho, but fortunately, Mrs. Qin ca back to help look after her. Otherwise, today I would be spread too thin again." Shi Su spoke while moving her gaze from Jing Jihan’s face to the window outside.
She thought for a mont and then suddenly looked again at the man sitting in the back seat with her, silently resting with his eyes closed.
Perhaps it was because Mianmian interacted with him for too long, or her gaze shifted sowhere, she inexplicably felt that Mianmian’s looks and deanor were strikingly similar to Jing Jihan.
Was it the ti he stayed at her house that Mianmian clung to him, subconsciously learning so of his expressions and gestures?
Yet clearly, this man usually shows little expression...
So where exactly is she similar?
She suddenly picked up her phone, unable to bend her wrist, so her movents were stiff as she photographed several decent neighborhoods they had passed earlier to look up their monthly rent online later, as well as the security status of other apartnt complexes around there.
Unexpectedly, even though Central City Road always has heavy traffic, car speeds are generally slow. Suddenly, a taxi appeared at the intersection ahead, seemingly with brake failure, running straight through a red light.
Lu Zhao quickly made an ergency brake—
Shi Su, turned around taking pictures, was completely unprepared for the sharp braking, thrown backwards by inertia, nearly falling, when Jing Jihan reached out his long arm to catch her.
She ended up lying directly on Jing Jihan’s lap.
"!"
In the silent car, Shi Su awkwardly lay on the man’s lap, eting his eyes.
"..."
From this peculiar angle looking up, Jing Jihan’s face was still so handso.
This man had an indescribable refined taste throughout, undoubtedly good-looking but not overly exquisite like those so-called top-tier handso male celebrities in the entertainnt industry. The usual coldness between his brows had hardly any left now, just quietly looking at her.
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