The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar! Chapter 192: Malicious Assault

Health?

The world before was full of hardships and the food was coarse and unpleasant. After coming to this world, Maya Monroe focused only on enjoynt and indeed forgot the concept of "health."

Maya sat down gloomily and said nothing more.

Wang Ma quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She feared Maya would co up with so whimsical ideas, as Wang Ma believed no one could out-argue Maya.

Maya reluctantly picked a little green vegetable but still ate mostly at.

Suddenly, Wang Ma ca over holding a soup bowl, smiling as she served Maya a bowl of soup.

"Madam, have a taste."

Maya took a sip: "Not bad, just a bit bland."

Wang Ma laughed and said, "This soup was specifically instructed by the gentleman for you, said to calm the nerves. I thought corn rib soup would be a good choice, so I made it."

Maya paused with her chopsticks in hand, then continued picking at her food nonchalantly.

But then she heard Wang Ma’s worried voice: "Madam, this calming soup... did you get a fright?"

"...No."

*

Ryan Spencer and other bodyguards were protecting Maya Monroe by her side. They attended an interview today, and many fans were surrounding them outside.

Ryan said, "Rember not to run around later, the incidents from before always leave uneasy..."

He turned his head to see Maya looking listless. Although she was usually tired, she didn’t look as drained as she did now.

"What’s going on? You’ve looked exhausted all day. Maya, didn’t you sleep well?"

Maya nodded, her expression slightly fatigued.

"I’ve told you countless tis not to stay up late. Those gourt shows are practically addictive. It’s not like you can’t eat, so watch less of them in the future."

Maya nodded again.

Seeing fans with flowers ahead, Ryan paused his nagging, tugging at Maya’s sleeve again.

"Your reputation isn’t great; people often think you’re putting on airs."

"Later on, rember to be more enthusiastic. There are a lot of dia around; don’t give them anything to write about. Make sure to smile more. It’s okay if you’re not good at speaking; just make sure to smile warmly."

"Just like how excited you get about hotpot, you need to show the sa excitent in front of them. Do you understand?"

"Hmm."

The mont they stepped off the steps, a smile appeared on Ryan’s face.

Actually, bringing so many bodyguards might earn criticism for being pretentious. However, Ryan still believed Maya’s safety was the most important; everything else could be set aside. Scandals could sohow be retrieved, but there was only one Maya.

As Maya walked down the steps, she saw a swarm of fans enthusiastically calling out her na.

Maya reached out and accepted a bouquet, with more being carried by assistants.

When fans requested autographs, Maya didn’t refuse and boldly signed her na, which danced across the paper.

The fans who received autographs were ecstatic, stomping with excitent nearly to the point of fainting.

Carried by the fans’ emotions, a faint smile appeared on Maya’s lips. She hadn’t realized her handwriting was so popular.

Ryan nearly stretched his lips into a straight line when he saw Maya’s signature.

If he’d known, he would have insisted Maya practice her writing more at the company, avoiding the embarrassnt now.

Watching Maya boldly signing one na after another, Ryan’s face grew increasingly dark.

As ti went on, Maya’s handwriting beca more illegible, nearly impossible to look at.

Ryan had to quietly remind Maya to sign fewer autographs.

"Why?" The person seed to have no concept of her signature’s quality. Seeing her raised eyebrows, she likely felt quite pleased with her signature.

Ryan paused: "Your hand will get tired..."

Maya hadn’t expected Ryan to be so concerned, nodding slightly to show her understanding.

All the fans, upon seeing Maya, were overwheld and rushed over in wave after wave to express their admiration for her.

The bodyguards continuously scanned the area, reaching out to stop anyone from pressing too close to Maya.

No one noticed the pair of resentful eyes hidden in the crowd, wearing a hood and a black mask, showing only those ruthless eyes.

"Hey, why did you bump into ! Aren’t you watching where you’re going?"

"Why wear a hat on a hot day?"

"When will it be my turn? Maya darling, look at !"

Suddenly, a scream echoed; soone had been shoved to the ground, and those nearby were also knocked over.

The scene beca sowhat chaotic.

Ryan frowned, imdiately instructing the bodyguards to handle the situation. If an intentional trampling incident occurred, there would be no explaining it away.

"Maya, rember..."

Maya was still signing, gripping that black pen.

Suddenly, her expression froze, her gaze flicked to the left, then she grabbed the shoulder of a nearby fan to dodge forward.

The fan was pulled forward, letting out a sharp scream: "Ah!"

Then another wave of rising screams followed.

Because right where Maya had just stepped aside, liquid suddenly splashed, making a sizzling sound as small leaves were corroded away.

Everyone realized what it was, and the fans frantically moved aside.

Ryan’s mouth slightly parted, terrified.

He imdiately instructed the bodyguards nearby: "Quick! Quickly catch that guy with the black hat!! Hurry!!"

The man in the black hat, seeing his plan fail, madly used his slim, agile body to escape.

The bodyguards pursued him.

The fan only realized what had happened later; she didn’t even have ti to thank Maya before Maya was gone.

"Maya!!"

Ryan never expected Maya to chase after him; he was both shocked and fearful. How could soone as fragile as Maya handle a malicious culprit like the man in the black hat!

He cursed and then followed in pursuit.

The man in the black hat was small but ran quickly, almost managing to shake off the bodyguards pursuing him in the chaotic crowd.

Despite the crowd, the bodyguards gave chase relentlessly, unable to drive vehicles, giving the man in the black hat an advantage.

So of the bodyguards pulled out communication devices to contact the venue manager.

The man in the black hat seed well-prepared, and would escape soon at this rate.

The bodyguards were all tall; the man in the black hat moved more nimbly through the crowd, and he used clusters of fans as cover, further widening the gap between him and the bodyguards.

The man in the black hat broke through the layers of people, spotting a corner; no one was on this side. If he could get around it, he’d et the person aiding him...

Big star? Surrounded by a bunch of useless bodyguards!

Before he could catch his breath, he felt a fierce blow to his thigh.

The pain was excruciating, and the man in the black hat fell to his knees, seeing a pair of terrifying eyes when he turned.