Gu Jiayin didn’t really take it to heart. She locked her phone and was ready to disembark, "Brother Nianchen said he would handle it."
She always trusted Pei Nianchen.
Lu Xiya also trusted Pei Nianchen very much. Hearing what Gu Jiayin said, she didn’t say more and followed her off the boat.
Stepping out of the dock’s gate, they suddenly found a throng of people in the small plaza ahead. As soon as they appeared, flashes from cameras went off, taking pictures nonstop.
In the crowd were not only reporters but also a large number of Qin Xueyao’s fans.
Clearly, someone had leaked information in advance and orchestrated this deliberate blockade.
Qin Xueyao’s fans were extremely agitated, holding up huge banners with slogans reading "Gu Jiayin, get out of Licheng City."
As soon as they saw Gu Jiayin come out from inside the gate, they began throwing the eggs they had prepared, shouting, "Gu Jiayin, get out of Licheng City!"
Gu Jiayin was very agile, elegantly sidestepping to avoid the eggs, but Lu Xiya wasn’t as lucky. Several eggs hit her on the head and chest, making her look extremely disheveled.
Gu Jiayin quickly reached out and protected Lu Xiya behind her. Her eyes, black and white, were covered with a thin layer of broken ice. The indifference swept out from her bones like the wind, blowing towards the crowd.
People’s hearts are cold, something she had seen clearly seven years ago.
The people who came here today don’t really care about the truth. What they want is this collective commotion, the joy of ruthlessly trampling a woman underfoot.
So she disdained to explain a word to Qin Xueyao’s fans.
With her skills, she could easily dodge this rabble and leave, but she couldn’t because of Lu Xiya.
The crowd grew more and more excited, pressing closer to the two women, as if they were some righteous army, shouting slogans.
"Gu Jiayin, you stole a brother-in-law and seduced a brother, how utterly shameless and disgraceful."
"Get out of Licheng City now, give Pei Nianchen back to our Sister Xueyao."
In the crowd were people inserted by the Qin Family. They took the lead in throwing eggs and loudly incited, "Beat Gu Jiayin to death."
"Yes, beat her to death," others followed suit in a clamor.
Thus, a new wave of eggs came flying like rain.
Lu Xiya, once arrogant and overbearing, was just a paper tiger; with family power behind her, she seemed formidable, but now she was the weakest of the weak, unable to fight back in such a situation.
Gu Jiayin could protect herself and even escape, but to shield Lu Xiya, she got hit by several eggs.
With the media present, she couldn’t retaliate against those provocateurs. If she fought back, the media would sensationally report it, and tomorrow she would be mired in endless trouble.
She was not afraid of trouble, often ignoring it, but she couldn’t let trouble hinder her search for the Blood Tears Jade.
So at this moment, she chose to endure.
The crowd grew more frenzied, with the Qin Family’s people leading, raising clubs and charging at Gu Jiayin, "Beat this slut to death."
The crowd seemed mindless, jeering along, as if in a crazed struggle session.
Gu Jiayin pushed Lu Xiya back into the gate, "Xiya, hide."
Lu Xiya, not caring about the egg yolk running down her head, anxiously looked at Gu Jiayin, "Jiayin, what will you do?"
Gu Jiayin remained calm, deep in her eyes, there was a pool of dead water that would never ripple. She had experienced many difficult things, and these setbacks couldn’t shake her, leaving only indifference, nothing else.
"They can’t hurt me, don’t worry. Go to the dock’s security post, seek shelter there, and wait for the police to take you away. I have my own way to get out."
Lu Xiya refused to leave, "No, I can’t leave you behind."
At this moment, the sound of a helicopter roaring came from above, the aircraft flying very low, getting closer to the ground, obviously preparing to land here.
This helicopter, in shades of blue and white, stood out prominently above the crowd.
The rapidly spinning rotor blades whipped up a strong cold wind, blowing the crowd outward, sending countless pear blossoms falling, like a fierce, chaotic rain of flowers.
Without seeing the person on the helicopter, one could feel how domineering and arrogant they were.
A petal landed on Gu Jiayin’s shoulder, sticking to a patch of broken egg yolk.
Lu Xiya looked up, "Jiayin, who is it?"
Gu Jiayin didn’t speak, simply staring indifferently at the descending helicopter. For some reason, she felt that the person on board was Sheng Qianchi.
Actually, she deeply hoped it was Pei Nianchen.
Although she was independent and strong, not needing a man’s protection, if the man she hoped for came, it would still warm her heart.
Soon, the crowd ran to the edge of the plaza, clearing a large empty space in the center.
The helicopter landed steadily on the ground, and the rotors gradually stopped spinning. The cabin door opened, stairs slowly lowered down.
When the stairs landed, dozens of bodyguards first ran down, standing solemnly on both sides of the aircraft like two impenetrable walls.
Immediately after, a man in a black trench coat walked down.
His posture was tall and extravagantly dignified, like a deity descending from the sky.
He walked down the stairs step by step, his deep eyes like a smooth ice surface, reflecting a polished, sharp light, coldly surveying the crowd.
This silent sense of oppression alone quieted the noisy crowd, all the reporters stopped pressing their shutter buttons.
Everyone looked up silently, watching the man coming down from the helicopter.
Sheng Qianchi walked down the steps, his feet landing on the ground, coldly scanning the crowd, then striding towards Gu Jiayin.
The stubborn and resilient woman stood quietly, her hands hanging at the sides of her trench coat, gently clenched, her jet-black eyes locking onto the tall, handsome man approaching step by step, her soft scarlet lips slightly pursed.
This kind of man, elegant, noble, arrogant, would naturally make a woman want to throw herself into his embrace for protection.
However, Gu Jiayin was still resisting; from the depths of her heart, what she craved most was not protection but freedom, a freedom she had yearned for over the past seven years.
Sheng Qianchi stopped in front of Gu Jiayin, his gaze sweeping over her disheveled appearance, finally looking down at her radiant face, a playful smile slowly emerging on his cold, handsome face.
In a low, husky voice, audible to only the two of them, "Weren’t you very arrogant in front of me? How come as soon as I don’t watch over you, you end up in such a mess, huh?" For more chapters visit novel[f]ire.net
Gu Jiayin was very reluctant for him to see her . She didn’t want to admit she required his protection now. She pressed her red lips together, slightly turning her face away, not looking at him.
This was a silent, stubborn protest.
Sheng Qianchi suddenly laughed, like a spring breeze turning to rain, reaching out to lift her chin and turn her face back, suddenly kissing her on the cheek...