The nine-grid photos show Wen Ruyi in different periods and environments.

There are people who play solos sitting at the piano in the concert hall.

There are people standing in front of the fountain, and even the sunset behind them cannot hide their dazzling beauty.

There are also photos of her wearing a dress to attend cocktail parties or various activities.

There are several photos that even Wen Yiru’s loyal fans who have followed her for many years have never seen.

This indirectly denied the fans' claim that they fell in love with each other after spending so much time together on the wilderness survival show.

Fu Huaizhi's original Weibo account was not verified. When Wen Yiru used his phone, she also said hello to his secretary.

When millions of fans rushed into Fu Huaizhi's Weibo, his personal identity certification had changed from "die-hard CP fan" to "Ling Yue CEO".

Combined with Fu Huaizhi's Weibo post, the onlookers suddenly understood.

The two were a secret love couple who had been engaged for a long time.

"This is such a good secret! I've been a fan of Sister Ruyi for so many years, but I didn't notice any clues. Brother-in-law, you've been wronged!"

"You and I were never meant to be together. I forced you to do it!!! Ahhhh, so manly! No wonder even a beauty like Sister Ruyi has to reveal her identity. Who can handle this?"

"Otherwise, why do you say they are celebrities? A few days before the show, the two of them didn't seem to know each other well, but billions of viewers didn't notice that. It was an attempt to hide something, and their acting skills are amazing!"

Wen Yiru was talking to the director in the coffee shop, and the phone in her handbag vibrated several times.

I know it might be the agent or the studio calling, or maybe it could be the media.

Wen Yiru didn't intend to pay attention.

But when the phone vibrated into background noise, the director on the other end said with a smile: "You answer it first. If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up. What are you afraid of?"

Wen Yiru then answered the phone.

"According to reliable information, more than 20 media outlets have already rushed to Wucheng. Do you want me to contact Director Wu to cancel your film promotion meeting?"

The person on the other end of the phone was my agent, Sister Zhen.

After hanging up the phone, I just remembered the countdown I had given to Fu Huaizhi.

Wen Yiru clicked on Weibo and saw his response at a glance.

Looking back, the black Lincoln was still parked at the corner of the street. He looked as if he would be wherever she was and would never let her out of his sight.

Wen Yiru curled her lips, turned around, and focused her attention on the conversation with the director again.

I feel an unprecedented sense of security in my heart.

The film promotion meeting will begin at 7pm.

I learned from Sister Zhen that many reporters rushed to Wucheng.

She felt it when she arrived at the event. Wen Yiru looked around but didn't see Fu Huaizhi.

The event ended at ten o'clock.

Almost as soon as the organizer said "Today's promotion meeting ends here", Wen Yiru heard the sound of the crowd surging.

"Ms. Wen, you and Mr. Fu Huaizhi..."

"Ms. Wen, are you planning to get married..."

"Miss Wen..."

The noisy sound had just started when there was a loud bang and the scene fell into darkness.

It seemed like just a second before someone held her hand.

Before she could exclaim, the cold scent of perfume came over and pecked her lips, "Let's go..."

The panic at the scene was over before it began, the lights came on, and the stage was empty.

(End of this chapter)