"Are you two ladies here to pick someone up too?" The man flashed what he thought was a charming smile, handing over two gold-embossed business cards. "My name is Wang Defa, the owner of Xingchao Entertainment. Seeing your distinguished bearing, I wonder if you'd be interested in entering the entertainment industry?"

Liu Mengran politely shook her head: "Thank you, we have work now."

Wang Defa, however, was undeterred and took another step closer: "Don't be so quick to refuse! With your qualifications, I guarantee I can make you both top stars within a year!" His greasy gaze swept back and forth between the two of them. "How about this, I have a dinner party at the Emperor Hotel tonight, would you two do me the honor of joining me..."

"Not interested." Su Wanwan interrupted him directly, pulling Liu Mengran away.

Wang Defa's face darkened, and two bodyguards immediately blocked his path: "Young lady, don't be ungrateful. In Beijing's entertainment industry, I, Wang Defa..."

Before he could finish speaking, the people around him began pointing and whispering: "Look at that guy, the girl clearly didn't want to, but he still tried to force her. He probably saw that she was pretty and wanted to take advantage of her."

"Exactly, look at him, he practically has 'I'm a pervert' written all over his face."

"Everyone says the entertainment industry is chaotic, but seeing it today has truly opened my eyes."

Hearing the whispers and pointing fingers around him, Wang Defa blushed and roared at the crowd, "What are you looking at? What I do is none of your business. Get out of here!"

Several bodyguards made a move to step forward, but the surrounding crowd, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire, scattered instantly.

At this moment, Wang Defa stepped forward and said to the two women, "Ladies, would you like to give me, Wang Defa, some face? My words carry some weight in the capital."

The airport arrival hall was filled with announcements, but Wang Defa's greasy voice sounded particularly jarring. He took a step forward, and the smell of expensive cologne mixed with the stench of smoke and alcohol hit Liu Mengran, causing her to unconsciously take a half step back.

"Mr. Wang, please have some self-respect." Liu Mengran's voice remained polite, but her eyes had turned cold.

Su Wanwan wasn't so patient. She narrowed her eyes, her fingers stealthily reaching for the stun gun in her purse: "Take one more step, and I'll show you what 'top-current' voltage is."

Wang Defa's face instantly darkened. With a wave of his thick hand, two bodyguards immediately blocked his path. Among the onlookers, an older woman couldn't help but speak up: "What's wrong with young people these days? Bullying a young girl in broad daylight!"

"Exactly!" a student-looking boy chimed in. "They've rejected her several times already!"

Wang Defa whirled around, his fleshy face twitching: "All of you, shut the fuck up!" He pointed at the old woman who had spoken first, "You old hag, do you know who I am? Believe me or not, I'll make sure your son loses his job tomorrow!"

The woman's face turned deathly pale—her son happened to work at one of Wang Defa's companies. The crowd fell silent instantly, and even the young people recording with their phones were deterred by the bodyguards' fierce glares.

"Now," Wang Defa turned around, smugly adjusting his suit cuffs, "have you two made up your minds? I, Wang Defa, am in Kyoto—"

"Oh? You, Wang Defa, have quite the influence."

A cool male voice came from behind. Wang Defa was about to burst into a tirade, but when he turned around, he choked back as if a rooster had been choked. Qin Chuan, dressed in a well-tailored dark gray suit, was followed by four imposing assistants who were watching him with a half-smile.

"Mr. Qin!" Wang Defa instantly shrank back, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "What brings you here?"

Qin Chuan didn't even glance at him, walking straight to Liu Mengran and giving a slight bow: "President Liu, what brings you to the airport today?" He glanced at Wang Defa, "Have you run into trouble?"

"Xiao Chuanzi!" Su Wanwan cheered, pointing at Wang Defa and complaining, "This CEO Wang insists on signing us to be stars, and he even wants to invite us to a hotel for a 'detailed discussion'!"

The titles "General Manager Liu" and "Xiao Chuanzi" made Wang Defa's legs tremble. Xingchao Entertainment wasn't even worthy of carrying the shoes of Fenghua Investment, and this young girl, whom he considered prey, actually called Qin Chuan "Xiao Chuanzi"?!

Qin Chuan's gaze instantly turned icy: "Mr. Wang, it seems you think the entertainment industry is too comfortable?"

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!" Wang Defa waved his hands hastily, his fat face trembling. "How was I supposed to know that you two ladies were friends of President Qin..."

Liu Mengran said calmly, "We're here to pick up Han Feng; he's gone back to Jiang City."

These words struck Wang Defa like a bolt of lightning. The mysterious behind-the-scenes boss of Fenghua Investment! The rumored all-powerful Han Feng! He had almost flirted with him... Wang Defa dared not think further, and a sudden dampness rose in his crotch.

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up: "President Han is back?" He then resumed his professional expression, "President Liu, would you like a car to take you both home?"

"No need, we drove here." Liu Mengran glanced at her watch. "The flight should be arriving soon."

Qin Chuan nodded and turned to Wang Defa, whose face was ashen: "Mr. Wang, let's find another place to 'talk'." As soon as he turned his head, two bodyguards immediately lifted Wang Defa up like a chicken.

"President Qin! President Qin, spare my life!" Wang Defa screamed like a pig being slaughtered. "I was blind to your greatness! I deserve to die! Please, give me a way out..."

His cries faded into the distance, and his two bodyguards slunk away, their earlier arrogance completely gone. The crowd erupted in laughter, some even applauding.

"Serves you right!"

"Who are those two beautiful ladies? Even President Qin is so respectful to them?"

Su Wanwan made a face at the crowd and took Liu Mengran's arm: "Let's go, Han Feng's flight should have landed."

Meanwhile, the electronic display screen in the VIP lounge showed that flight mU517 from Jiang City had landed. Liu Mengran unconsciously tidied her hair, her eyes fixed on the exit.

"What's there to be so nervous about?" Su Wanwan teased her with her elbow, "You're already this worried after only two days apart?"

Liu Mengran blushed and pinched her arm: "Wanwan, what nonsense are you talking about..."

"Oh~" Su Wanwan drawled, "Someone's saying one thing and meaning another."

Just as the two were thinking, Liu Mengran's gaze fell upon a familiar, tall figure pushing a luggage cart at the end of the passageway, accompanied by a couple—Han Feng's parents. Han Feng, dressed simply in a white t-shirt and jeans, still stood out in the crowd. He looked up and, upon seeing Liu Mengran and Su Wanwan, his eyes lit up.

Liu Mengran and Su Wanwan also spotted Han Feng and his parents. "Mengran, Wanwan, it's been a long time!" said Han's mother, her voice filled with joy.

"Auntie, we've finally been waiting for you!" Su Wanwan said warmly, glancing at Han Feng as if to tell Han's mother that Han Feng had bullied her again.