It turns out there are still ill-intentioned people; not everyone on the street is a friendly fan.

She absolutely couldn't be photographed, so Ning Qiluo turned and ran. This time, without her milk tea, she ran even faster, not realizing she was running back.

There was a long queue ahead of her; it was for selling pancakes. When she came over earlier, there weren't many people in the queue, but now it had grown so long.

Ning Qiluo rushed forward but was stopped.

"Go to line up, okay? Go to the back."

"No, I just need to pass by for a moment," she explained.

Ning Qiluo half-covered her face, so the man couldn't see her completely. Seeing that she was still trying to squeeze in, he wouldn't let her: "I've encountered this twice already. I said I'd let you pass, but you took the lead. If this gets out of hand, people will laugh at me. No way, you go to the back."

Ning Qiluo remained silent.

By this time, there were already many people in line, so Ning Qiluo had to cover her face and walk around. Just as she was about to reach the end, someone pulled her, and she stumbled and ended up in that person's arms.

He used his open trench coat to shield her, protecting her firmly in his arms.

"Oh no! We lost them!"

"She runs faster than a rabbit, is she really Ning Qiluo?"

"I only knew she was smart, but I didn't know she was such a fast runner. I'm so annoyed that I didn't get a picture of her."

"Forget it, I'm not a fan of hers anyway, I just want to take some photos of her to make some money."

These days, there are truly countless ways to make money.

Ning Qiluo has been in the entertainment industry for a year, so of course she knows about this way of making money. She secretly takes photos of certain celebrities and sells them to marketing accounts. These accounts then write articles with various pronouncements to gain attention and traffic.

She wasn't famous before, and there were many people who criticized her. Keyboard warriors hid behind their keyboards, and very few people on the street knew her.

I never expected to become so famous in just half a year.

I can be recognized just by walking down the street.

That was really close.

Wait, who is this person who hugged her and saved her from disaster? A familiar fruity scent wafted to her nose.

Ning Qiluo slowly raised her head.

Their eyes met.

His dark, deep pupils seemed to want to suck her in. Ning Qiluo's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to pull away, but the arms around her waist did not loosen.

"Why is it you?"

She was surprised.

The trench coat was filled with his faint, pleasant fruity scent, which seemed to permeate her entire being. His arms were strong and tight around her waist, and he leaned slightly forward, head bowed, to protect her.

"Just passing by, by the way."

He swallowed hard, and two words escaped his lips.

Ning Qiluo couldn't help but wonder: What kind of fate is this?

I ran into Jiang Yingchi twice in such a short period of time.

As soon as he loosened his grip, Ning Qiluo stepped back.

Despite her confusion, she didn't forget to say thank you again, only to hear his cool voice from above: "They're back."

"Oh, sorry, I'll hide again."

Ning Qiluo's first reaction was to pounce on him again and hug his waist, "Quick, quick, pull down his clothes and cover me up."

Jiang Yingchi's pursed lips slowly curved upwards as she replied, "Okay."

Ning Qiluo took the initiative to hug her this time, so she hugged her very tightly.

Feeling the man's broad chest and slender waist, Ning Qiluo's cheeks flushed slightly. She never felt her cheeks flush or her heart race when she hugged her brother, so why did her cheeks flush and her heart race when she hugged Jiang Yingchi?