It really was her!
Zhou Lu nodded in surprise again and again, unsure whether to greet her first or to extend her hand.
She had thought once this fan arrived, she could act like a big sister, commanding and entertaining her, but she hadn’t expected the other’s demeanor and appearance to be as noble and exquisite as an Imperial Concubine. Merely shaking hands with her made her feel bestowed with an honor.
The big sister suddenly became a little maid.
"Pink... pink Yezi, how should I address you?"
"You’re still underage, aren’t you? Just call me Aunt Wen."
"Aunt?"
Zhou Lu’s eyes widened even further, resembling copper. Impossible! She looked so young, at most she could be an elder sister.
Wen Yan, seeming to see her thoughts, smiled, "My son is even older than you."
"!!"
Zhou Lu was so shocked she couldn’t even speak.
However, what shocked her even more was that not far from the crowd, a figure with a clear and noble stature approached—President Bo and Pang Kai?!
Could they be part of Jiang Wanze’s close friends and family? No way, right? No way?
Bo Tingshen stopped in front of the spot for Jiang Wanze’s close friends and family, his gaze meeting with Aunt Wen beside her.
Zhou Lu, who always believed in the ’nothing grows within three meters of President Bo’ was suddenly breathless. Today’s scene was nothing like she had imagined; she’d have been better off standing by the stage.
Wen Yan had just taken off her sunglasses when her gaze unexpectedly met with her son’s in the air, "..."
With only ten minutes left until the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala began, the four male and female presenters were already in place on stage.
Many stars in the backstage laughed and joked, "You can tell from the decibel level—it’s FOR’s fans!" "We might even trend on social media thanks to them tonight" "I bet eighty percent of the audience are their fans"
Cary was studying his hairstyle when suddenly he heard a fan’s scream, "Brother C, I love you!!!"
"Did you hear that?"
He turned his head smugly to look at Ye Xian, "Jiang Wanze is called the leader, Lin Yan is called Prince, only I, Cary, am called bro! Ye Xian, quick, call me brother and let’s hear it!"
Ye Xian hadn’t even managed to roll his eyes when another shout came from outside, "Daddy Ye! Remember to look after the kids when you come out, they miss you so much!"
Ye Xian laughed, tapping on the table, "Hey, Comrade Xiao C, don’t you want to call me ’Dad’?"
"..." Cary’s face turned green, and turning his head, he saw Ye Xian’s fans all holding up green light signs and banners, finding another point to ridicule, "Ye Xian, your fans really follow the steamed and cooked theme. Everyone else’s fans have red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, only yours wave a color of forgiveness above their heads."

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