A group of bodyguards dressed in black emerged, and, at lightning speed, they got rid of the reporters that were surrounding the girls.
Before Mu Huan could get over her shock, a black umbrella was held over her head to shield her from the pelting rain.
She looked up reflexively and saw Bao Junyan, who was like a god descending from the heavens.
"All's good now, darling." He bent over and reached out to her.
Mu Huan wasn't afraid. In fact, she was furious. But now, Bao Junyan's tenderness made her feel terribly wronged all of a sudden. In a choked voice, she said, "Hubby…"
Bao Junyan's eyes flashed angrily when he heard her choked voice. He lifted Mu Huan with his outstretched arm and said, "It's OK."
"They were so brutal…" Mu Huan put her arms around his neck, whining.
"I will treat them with even more brutality."
"Hubby…" Mu Huan clung on to him tightly.
