Chapter 630: An Unexpected Encounter with the Idol
Chapter 630: An Unexpected Encounter with the Idol
Shanghai, Linghui Entertainment's Legal Department.A paralegal who had received the evidence noticed a small detail.
"Come to think of it, most of these people here aren't actually the harshest when it comes to cursing out Brother Xiao, right?"
The paralegal looked at the senior lawyer guiding him with some confusion.
"This one curses out the agent every single day, and this anti-fan got sued because they were trading insults with Brother Xiao's fans, even deliberately trying to dox them, and there's this one..."
The paralegal listed several defendants in one breath.
Most of these people had cursed out those around Xiao He or his fans. Of course, they didn't let Xiao He off the hook either, but with so many anti-fans out there, Xiao He had specifically picked these individuals. The main reason was that they hadn't just cursed Xiao He—they had also hurt others.
Hearing the paralegal's question, the lawyer finally looked up from the mountain of case files, gave him a meaningful glance, and asked back, "So, what did you figure out?"
The paralegal thought carefully for a moment, then said, "You can curse Brother Xiao out, but bullying others? No way."
"Pfft—"
The lawyer burst out laughing.
"Pretty much. You're sharp, kid, catching onto that." The lawyer set down the documents in his hand, then spoke with a tone of contemplation, "So this tells us one thing—never mess with the boss and the people he cares about."
If you're an anti-fan, maybe he wouldn't even care.
But if you attack the people he cares about? Then he's going to have a nice, thorough "talk" with you about it...
...
"Hey? Are you handing out small biscuits here?"
Xue Yiwei looked at the girl in front of her with eager anticipation.
That fellow fan paused for a moment, then nodded silently. "Yeah."
"That's awesome! A friend of mine came out too rushed this morning and didn't have breakfast. She's got low blood sugar now. Can I trade some of my merch for your biscuits?"
Xue Yiwei started rummaging through her pockets, ready to pull out a carefully crafted Xiao He selfie photocard she'd made earlier.
"No need. Just take them."
The girl lowered her head. Since she was wearing a mask, Xue Yiwei couldn't see the expression on her face. She only felt that this girl's tone was flat, lacking the fervent enthusiasm and excitement that fans usually brought to celebrating an event here.
But everyone had a different personality. Maybe this girl was just one of those introverts who didn't like going out, someone more reserved?
Xue Yiwei didn't think too much about it.
Or rather, because they had all gathered here out of love for the same person, considering each other fellow enthusiasts they'd never met before, she instinctively trusted a fellow fan. It never crossed her mind that the other person might be up to no good. She let her guard down completely.
So, since the other person was willing to give, she naturally accepted it happily.
Of course, she didn't take it for nothing. To show her gratitude, she handed over her photocard to the other girl.
Staring at the man on the card, Niu Yuan clenched her fist so hard her knuckles turned white.
It's this guy! Because he wouldn't let it go, she was in this mess now!
Wasn't it just a few random words she'd said online? If you're going to be a celebrity, you're supposed to accept everyone's criticism and judgment. And they're raking in all that money—why can't people call them out?
When she'd trashed other celebs before, wasn't that how it always went? Who ever said anything? Why was it that cursing out Xiao He was suddenly off-limits?
And she'd already apologized! But they just kept pushing! It was completely inhuman!
Heh, fine. Let him see—let everyone see! See what his team had driven her to become—
"Just take it! You don't have to give me anything in return! Take it and get lost."
Niu Yuan suppressed her rage, already lifting her hand to slap Xue Yiwei's hand away, intending to send the photocard flying at the same time.
But before her hand could even reach Xue Yiwei's, another hand clamped down on her wrist like a vise.
The grip was like a steel claw, crushing her wrist with such pain it felt like it might snap clean off. Niu Yuan let out a pained shriek: "Ah!"
"Huh?"
Her commotion drew the attention of those around her, and Xue Yiwei, the other party involved, was stunned.
"Uh? What's wrong?"
Xue Yiwei, who had no idea what was going on, saw this kind girl who had handed out biscuits getting her wrist grabbed by a tall guy. She was a bit worried about her safety and wanted to step in to help. But when her eyes met the guy's familiar face, she immediately gasped, covering her mouth in shock. "Huh? You, you—"
"Sorry, could you please help disperse the crowd a bit? I have something I need to discuss with this young lady."
Xiao He arched his brows slightly and nodded toward Xue Yiwei.
He naturally recognized this little fan in front of him.
Back when he'd had that car accident and Sister Liu was temporarily hospitalized, it was this fan and another girl who had run into him near the hospital.
If he remembered correctly, they had even borrowed their phone stand for a live stream back then.
Xue Yiwei's brain had already short-circuited the moment she saw Xiao He. She was so excited she could barely string words together. Only her body instinctively kept her standing there, waving at the people around her to signal them to move away.
Luckily, they were only at the edge of the plaza, not yet in the center. Although the area was packed with people coming and going, and the foot traffic was heavy, a brief pause was enough to cause a pile-up behind them. So not many people actually stopped to look. Most just glanced over and then kept walking toward the center.
As for Niu Yuan, whose movement Xiao He had stopped, she was frozen in place the moment she met his gaze. Her eyes darted around aimlessly, as if she had lost her soul.
It wasn't until Xiao He let go of her hand and the people around them stopped paying attention that Niu Yuan snapped out of it.
She didn't even realize she had fallen into some kind of hypnotic, dazed state. Once she came to, she glared viciously at the man who had suddenly appeared before her.
But what she hadn't expected was that his gaze was even fiercer than hers. The chill in his eyes was savage and grim, like a blade tempered in ice, carrying a viciousness that warned others to keep their distance. Just looking at him sent a chill down her spine.
In that moment, she hadn't even recognized who he was before her legs had already gone weak with fear.
"You—"
Her lips trembled. For the first time, she found that even surrounded by a crowd, she was still trapped by an overwhelming sense of dread. The noise of the world around her, along with her own breath, seemed to be cut off, making her heart clench.
"Bring your... stuff. Come with me."
Xiao He's gaze shifted away from her. He discreetly scanned the surroundings, knowing this wasn't a good place to linger. He also didn't want this person's malicious actions to ruin the mood for the other fans. With a snap of his fingers, he issued a cold command to the person in front of him.
The person hesitated for a moment, then obediently began packing up her things, covering the biscuits again with the tablecloth.
"Sorry, could you give me those biscuits you took just now?"
Xiao He turned back to Xue Yiwei, pulling out the bread Mother Xiao had bought. "I can trade you for this."
Xue Yiwei had no idea what Xiao He was doing, but that didn't stop her from being an obedient fan. She immediately handed over the two packs of biscuits she had taken to Xiao He, accepting the small bread from her idol. Her eyes sparkled with starry excitement, and she replied obediently, "Sure, Brother Xiao. Happy birthday, Brother Xiao!"
Xiao He was momentarily stunned, then smiled as he tucked away the biscuits in his hand. He nodded his thanks. "Thank you. Don't accept food from strangers in the future. Hope you have a great time today."
Xue Yiwei clutched her chest, nearly fainting from sheer excitement.
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