The footsteps behind me grew closer and louder, like a tiger descending a mountain, the "thump thump thump" so loud it seemed the floorboards would crack.

His overly excited footsteps seemed poised to trample on two delicate and fragile people at any moment.

"Get in the car." A low-key car was parked in front of them. The voice of the person inside was cold, seemingly devoid of emotion, yet inexplicably authoritative. The two subconsciously obeyed.

The car shot off like an arrow, leaving the frenzied reporters far behind, stomping their feet in frustration.

...

In the presidential suite.

Zeng Xu was looking through Qiao Na's photo album on her phone.

Jona had already put on the sundress she wore yesterday. She lay lazily on her side, her fist clenched, propping her head up, and staring intently at Zeng Xu.

His face was tense, his lips, devoid of any color, were slightly pursed, and his slender fingers moved rapidly across the phone screen.

Zeng Xu forced Qiao Na to unlock the phone for her. Of course, Qiao Na refused. Zeng Xu took her phone into the bathroom, opened the toilet, and was about to put it in when Qiao Na finally agreed.

Someone who has been in the industry for many years naturally has a lot of savings. If a phone breaks down, you can just get a new one. Obviously, Jona doesn't want to change her phone.

Zeng Xu's face darkened when he saw her photo album. Fortunately, he hadn't been careless; she really had taken photos of the two of them.

He tapped his long, slender fingers a few times and deleted it without hesitation.

For some reason, he felt nothing for Qiao Na's selfie, but he continued scrolling and unexpectedly came across a photo of Lan Qingyue.

In the photo, Lan Qingyue is standing with a woman. Lan Qingyue is facing the camera, while the woman has her back to the camera. He can't tell who the woman is or whether he knows her.

But... the background of the photo looks familiar.

On the cobblestone path, two women dressed in ancient costumes stood facing each other. To their left was a sloping cement ground, beyond which lay a lush green meadow with swaying willows, while to their right was a lake of blue.

"Isn't this the place where Lin Ting'er staged her own jump into the water?" he asked sharply, holding up his phone, his sharp eyes fixed on Qiao Na, not intending to miss a single subtle change in her expression.

Although the previous incident has been resolved, it still has some impact on Lan Qingyue's appearance in front of the camera, mainly because she has too many haters and it's hard for her to adjust to them all at once.

One netizen commented, "So what if you can swim? So what if you won a youth swimming championship?"

Among those who drown, many are swimmers, demonstrating that knowing how to swim does not guarantee safety in the water.

Some netizens commented that if one person is determined to harm another, no matter how much the other person tries to protect themselves, they will not escape the other person's clutches.

And just like that, the goodwill that Lan Qingyue had worked so hard to build up was swept away by a group of anti-fans.

In order to resolve this matter, in addition to revealing the truth, the TV station also took advantage of the heat and aired the second episode of the parent-child variety show, which finally drew everyone's attention away.

Jona curled her red lips, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and her eyes were warm and gentle, just the right amount of affection that was most captivating.

Unfortunately, she ran into Zeng Xu, an ice block. He'd seen too many beautiful women and was immune to them; Qiao Na's little tricks couldn't escape his eyes.

"Leave when you've had your fill of flirting. I'm still giving you a little face. Don't make a fool of yourself."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry!"

A deafening bang shattered Jona's train of thought.