Ye Ning jokingly said to Zhu Ziwen, "Wow, stay away from me, I don't want to get beaten to death by these fans."
Zhu Ziwen looked at her, "Aren't you the fearless type?"
"Scared, I'm scared. Look at their eyes, it's like saying if I get any closer to you, they'll definitely kill me. I'm not at peace, I'm scared."
Zhu Ziwen looked back, speechlessly grabbed Ye Ning's arm, and walked forward.
"Ignore them, something's wrong with them."
"Wow, people liking you is something wrong?"
Zhu Ziwen said, "If I had a choice, I would hope to be liked by a different crowd."
He looked at her, "Did you forget about the one who jumped off the ship?"
Uh, of course, she didn't forget.
"Those are just a few outliers. I believe most fans are rational."
Zhu Ziwen shook his head and smiled, not entirely convinced.
And behind them, indeed, those noble girls who had just entered the door arrogantly, looked over viciously when they saw this scene.
"Who is that? It's Ye Ning, right?"
