The real heiress is wild and seductive, making all the male leads fall for her.

Chapter 37, First Fan

Shen Weixin carried the kebabs out the door, and couldn't help but look back, and then look again.

Goodness, Song Nanxi is definitely a bit of a looks-obsessed person, does she have to pick bodyguards with such great figures?

She always wore a mask; she seemed so mysterious.

"come over."

Song Nanxi beckoned to Qi Yu with her finger.

Qi Yu said, "You eat first."

"Enough with the nonsense. I've seen you before," Song Nanxi said directly, tearing off Qi Yu's mask. "If you really care that much about your face, I'll make you a scar removal cream someday and get rid of the scars on your face."

Her pale, slender fingers rubbed against the scar.

Qi Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Hearing Song Nanxi ask, "How did you get this? It looks like a knife wound,"

"Yes, it's a knife wound." Qi Yu said succinctly, sitting down opposite Song Nanxi with his eyes downcast and his back tense.

I'm still not used to being watched.

"Tsk, did you offend someone?" Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow, opened a bottle of beer with one hand, and placed it in front of Qi Yu. "Here, you're allowed to have a drink today."

As a bodyguard, it is essential to ensure the safety of the employer at all times, and therefore, it is necessary to abstain from alcohol.

"Mm," Qi Yu replied.

"Silent type." Song Nanxi rolled her eyes at him. Seeing that Qi Yu didn't seem to want to say more, she didn't press him. She picked up a can and clinked it against the wine bottle in front of Qi Yu, taking a leisurely sip. "If you ever run into your enemy, point him out to me, and I'll avenge you."

She had no idol image to maintain; she leaned back lazily in her chair, a hint of alcohol on her face, and smiled as she tilted her head to look at him.

Arrogant and unrestrained.

Like a free wind, it seems that nothing in this world can bind her.

Qi Yu stared at her intently with his dark eyes. After a while, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "Okay."

In fact, so much time has passed that he has almost forgotten what the rich kid looks like.

Qi Yu ate with great refinement, revealing him to be a very well-mannered person. His outstanding temperament and appearance, along with his every move exuding nobility, made it hard to imagine that he was someone struggling at the bottom of society.

……

The second day of filming went smoothly, and since there were no night scenes scheduled, we finished get off work before it got dark.

The area around the film set was filled with fans picking up the artists after get off work.

Shen Weixin has the most fans, followed by Cheng Jinyu.

Having eaten at Song Nanxi's barbecue restaurant yesterday, and since she got off work early today, Shen Weixin insisted on dragging Song Nanxi out for dinner.

The satellites, who were initially overjoyed, were immediately alarmed when they saw Song Nanxi standing next to Shen Weixin.

"Ahhh, Xinbao! Don't stand with her!"

"Oh no, she'll ruin you!"

In the crowd, a girl was screaming at the top of her lungs.

Song Nanxi was worried that she would strain her voice.

Shen Weixin patiently explained, "Actually, Nanxi is quite nice."

"No! Ahhh, no! Please stay away from her, Xinbao!"

Some people with weak mental resilience are almost crying from anger right now.

Shen Weixin was immediately at a loss.

"Tsk," Song Nanxi couldn't help but laugh. "Fine, I'll go first."

She didn't feel any resentment. These young girls who were chasing after celebrities were all quite young, and they all looked like they were still in school. They were simply worried that their older sister would be implicated by Song Nanxi.

Song Nanxi never expected that she would have fans? And that they would even come to the event!

"Song Nanxi!"

As Song Nanxi stepped out of the crowd, she suddenly heard someone call her name, and she turned around.

"Song Nanxi! Song Nanxi!"

The person called out several more times, then struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, their face flushed and sweating.

But her eyes were bright as she looked at Song Nanxi. She protected the camera hanging around her neck and ran up to Song Nanxi.

"You?" Song Nanxi leaned back strategically, scrutinizing her for any possibility of her hiding a weapon. "What do you want?"

This was Xia Tao's first time meeting Song Nanxi in person. In fact, she had only recently become a fan of Song Nanxi; she couldn't help it, Song Nanxi's spirit was just too captivating.

The only thing she hadn't expected was that Song Nanxi was so beautiful in person! At such close range, she couldn't even see any flaws in her skin. Xia Tao felt dizzy, her face turning increasingly red. After stammering for a while, she said, "Um, I'm your fan, can I take a picture with you?"

"Huh?" Song Nanxi had a complicated expression. "Has the sky fallen in the entertainment industry? Is there no normal person left to be a fan?"

Xia Tao looked blank. "No."

Song Nanxi: "Then why are you a fan of me? What's wrong with you?"

The atmosphere was quiet for two seconds.

"puff……"

Xia Tao burst out laughing. What a beautiful and relaxed state of mind, like she might just leave the entertainment industry at any moment.

It's even funnier than what's online.

“That’s different. When you’re a fan of someone else, you’re always worried about the risk of their idol collapsing. But you yourself are a ruin. Being your fan is heartwarming and reassuring,” Xia Tao said sincerely.

Song Nanxi couldn't help but complain, "You're pretty crazy too."

"Shall we take a group photo?!" Xia Tao raised her camera.

"alright."

Song Nanxi was also very surprised. She had many fans when she was doing missions in other worlds, but in this world, she had very few fans.

In the end, Xia Tao not only took a photo with Song Nanxi, but also got his autograph.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of joy in nurturing someone; she must be one of Song Nanxi's first fans, right?! Being an early fan meant plenty of perks!

"Nanxi baby, you will definitely become famous, definitely!" Xia Tao said enthusiastically, holding the autographed card in both hands.

Stared at with hopeful eyes, Song Nanxi, who only wanted to give up, coughed twice.

Why are you daydreaming in broad daylight?

Back in the car, Song Nanxi said to Qi Yu, "I actually have fans? Do you think she's a hater pretending to be a fan?"

Qi Yu, who knew nothing about black-clad pink, said earnestly, "There will be more and more of them in the future."

Song Nanxi: "..."

Thank you.

After finally calming down her fans, Shen Weixin hurriedly met up with Song Nanxi.

Cheng Jinyu insisted on coming along when she found out, so it became a group of four.

In a short period of time, the three of them established a deep revolutionary friendship.

The above is what Shen Weixin herself called herself.

Life had become too peaceful, making Song Nanxi feel like she had forgotten something, and she even began to miss her Song family.

With her gone, the Song family must be living a very comfortable life, right? That won't do!

It wasn't until she lay in bed that night, when she suddenly received a message from Jiang Muye, that Song Nanxi finally remembered what the thing she had forgotten was—

Jiang Muye: [You haven't come over these past two days.]

It turns out they had forgotten about Jiang Muye, who was still in the hospital.

But... so what?

Song Nanxi yawned and replied lazily: [Brother, I didn't promise I'd definitely go.]

The other party is typing...

Song Nanxi waited for a long time but didn't receive a real reply.

Seriously? Jiang Mu writes short essays too?

Never mind, Song Nanxi tossed her phone aside and went to sleep.

midnight.

The phone screen lit up briefly, then quickly dimmed again.

Jiang Muye: [I've been discharged from the hospital and moved back to the Jiang family home.]

Jiang Muye: [When will you have a match with me?]