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The host laughed and gestured for calm: "Alright! Our Nuan-Nuan has definitely felt everyone's enthusiasm. It seems that after a month of filming in the mountains, Nuan-Nuan's absence has left the fans missing her dearly."

The crowd shouted in unison: "Yes!"

"Next, we'll give everyone some time to interact. How about we invite some lucky fans to have a chat with Nuan-Nuan?"

The host picked a very enthusiastic fan raising their hand: "What would you like to say to Nuan-Nuan, dear fan?"

A sunflower fan, excitedly holding the microphone, exclaimed: "Nuan-Nuan, how do you manage to look so beautiful every time?"

The audience burst into laughter, and Xiang-Nuan replied with a smile: "You'd have to ask my makeup artist. She takes great care in dressing me up. However, in the drama 'Strategist,' I might not look as good, what with all the mud and tumbling around every day."

"It doesn't matter, we love you no matter what!"

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"Thank you!"

The host smiled and said: "Okay, let's have the next person."

The host called on someone close by, and as the microphone was passed to them, they blurted out loudly: "President Shen is getting engaged, Nuan-Nuan, will you be heartbroken that you can't marry into a wealthy family?"

Xiang-Nuan's expression stiffened, and the people around her started clamoring for the microphone: "Have you been dumped by the Young Master of the Shen family? How much was the breakup fee?"

"You went to great lengths to have paparazzi take photos of you, trying to force your way up the social ladder. Unexpectedly, just a month later, news of President Shen's engagement with another woman breaks out. Did this upset the Shen family?"

Zheng Xuanlin rushed forward at lightning speed, hugging Xiang-Nuan to shield her from these people: "Excuse us, someone is maliciously attacking, we need to leave the venue temporarily!"

As they tried to leave the stage, the group, clearly prepared, blocked their way, pushing closer to Xiang-Nuan: "Why not say something? Feeling guilty?"

The scene instantly descended into chaos, with shoving and jostling, and someone even grabbed Xiang-Nuan's arm, leaving her unable to move.

Zheng Xuanlin roared: "Bodyguards! Where are the bodyguards?!"

A figure broke through the crowd, yanked the person holding Xiang-Nuan's arm away, and then escorted her out from behind.

The bodyguards quickly intervened, parting the crowd to allow Xiang-Nuan to exit, while also maintaining order at the scene to prevent a stampede.

Xiang-Nuan finally retreated from the chaotic mall, head bowed, staring at the hand tightly gripping her wrist, reluctant to look up.

"Are you okay?"

"Nuan-Nuan."

Xiang-Nuan composed herself and looked up with as much dignity as she could muster: "I'm fine."

"It's been a while, Qin-An."

Qin-An cracked a smile: "It has indeed."

She moved her wrist, and he belatedly let go.

Amy ran out, draping a shawl over Xiang-Nuan: "Sister Nuan, are you alright? Xuanlin said we should head back first, she'll handle things here."

Xiang-Nuan nodded and said to Qin-An: "Thank you for today, I... I have to go."

Qin-An nodded stiffly: "Okay..."

Xiang-Nuan left with Amy.

Qin-An stood there, watching her retreating figure with concern, yet he didn't follow.

He knew she wouldn't want anyone to see her in such disarray. Seven years apart, and she hadn't changed at all.

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Amy drove the car, trying to console Xiang-Nuan: "Those people were clearly instigated by someone. They're not real fans or ordinary passersby; it must be some rival causing trouble!"

She glanced at Xiang-Nuan in the rearview mirror. Xiang-Nuan's expression was steady, but her face was pale.

"Xuanlin said she won't let these people off the hook. The police have been notified. It's malicious provocation. Sister Nuan, don't take it to heart."

Xiang-Nuan forced a smile: "Mhm."

"Sister Nuan, heading back to Nanchun Bay Community?"

"Let's go to the hotel."

"I'll come with you..."

"No need, I'd like some time to myself."@@novelbin@@

Once at the hotel, Xiang-Nuan locked herself in her room, her energy drained. She slumped against the door, sitting on the floor, hands cradling her head.

She hadn't expected to see Qin-An again, this person who had become a distant memory.

Even more so, she hadn't expected that after seven years, their reunion would find her just as disheveled, as if all her efforts over the years had turned her life into a joke.