"I should be the one keeping you away from the people," Chen Waan said to him, looking up. Mo Yifan had worn the mask and sunglasses, so she had no idea what his expression was. But she was not happy about the situation. As a manager, it was her duty to be protecting him. But she was the one getting protected.
"That's okay. We just need to reach the gate. Is your shoulder okay though?" Her conversation had really helped him stray his thoughts away from R-18 stuff he was thinking. Her shoulder had bumped quite hard into Wang Zibo. It must have hurt quite bad.
"Yeah, it's fine," she replied. Amidst the chaos, they finally entered into the airport. Chen Waan had really wanted to turn around and rip those idiotic banners apart. She looked behind angrily, but since she had adjusted her mask and her sunglasses, no one could see her. The last thing she wanted was to flare the scandal by giving people to write something more.
