Han Luoli, with one hand in his casual pants pocket, had a sullen expression and stood tall at 186 centimeters. His imposing figure, perfect and fit, exuded an air of authority and pressure inherent to a Superior.
He gave a cold, indifferent look to the couple in front of him, his glance fleeting. The sharpness in his eyes cutting like a blade, yet barely perceptible. He spoke as if offhandedly, "Simply because she is Gu Xiaoer, she has every right to sit here. What are you to dare to wave your fingers at her?"
Anya was still shocked by the pressure she had felt moments ago and couldn't calm down for a long time. It was Fu Ziming who recovered first, hastily offering a forced smile, "I'm sorry, sir. My girlfriend was impulsive, disturbing both of your elegance. We truly apologize."
A popular singer apologizing in public, they—who naturally trended—had no idea how the media would spin this by tomorrow. But Fu Ziming was acutely aware that the man before him was not to be trifled with—a real tough character!
"I'm not leaving!" Anya shoved away Fu Ziming's hand, her eyes red as she stubbornly stood her ground.
"Xiao Er, aren't you going to introduce us?" She looked at the icy man, her voice faltering slightly. Yet envy lay hidden beneath her gaze; she couldn't accept that Gu Xiaoer would have such a handsome and commanding man by her side. Was she destined to be overshadowed by this damned girl again? How could this be? She was still the girlfriend of a popular singer, and in the future, when she made a name for herself in the entertainment industry, she would be a big star with an even more prestigious status. Why should Gu Xiaoer climb over her?
The first to back down should leave, and she was determined not to be the one.
Gu Xiaoer frowned slightly; she didn't really like competing for anything or engaging in this kind of sharp, hidden-agenda-laden conversation. She took Han Luoli's hand, the gesture speaking volumes. "My boyfriend, Han Luoli."
Anya rolled her eyes inwardly. Han Luoli? Who was that? She searched through her knowledge of celebrities, tycoons, and shareholders, but had never heard the name... She thought as much—how could Gu Xiaoer possibly land a man with money, looks, and power!
As if struck by a thought, Anya covered her mouth with a laugh, filled with sarcasm, "Xiao Er, what were you doing just now, selling autographs? Your boyfriend, what's his level in the industry? Surely beyond eighteenth tier, right?"
"Have you eaten too much salt and find yourself with nothing better to do?" Gu Xiaoer took a step forward, indignant. Couldn't this person speak properly? Anya had loved being the center of attention during high school, and four years later, not only had that habit not changed, but it had also grown into even greater vanity and materialism.
In her heart, Da Luoluo was the best, and nobody could say otherwise!
Han Luoli turned his head, silently observing the little woman who had positioned herself in front of him, like a mother hen protecting her chicks. Her tiny, claw-baring demeanor was utterly adorable!
Anya humphed with laughter, speaking smugly, "Of course, it's none of my business, but what I want to say is, do you know how much Ziming's autograph goes for? A hundred thousand! Isn't that surprising? Back in school, all the boys were willing to fawn over you, but things are not the same anymore. In society, those with higher status speak, and if your boyfriend wants to protect you, he should at least observe the distinctions of noble and humble, high and low!"
"I can see now that not only have you consumed salt, you've also chomped on shit!" Even the usually civil and courteous Gu Xiaoer couldn't help but curse.
"What did you say!"
"I said you're so idle that you stink!"
"You!" Anya's face contorted with anger, and she reached out to start a fight.
"Anya, enough is enough!" This time Fu Ziming was truly angry, his outburst causing a stir among a large group of fans, creating a chaotic scene.
The startled manager ran over, gasping for breath when he arrived before the four of them.
"Mr., Miss," he said, bowing respectfully.
Anya's smile widened at the sight of the manager, smugly saying, "Manager, there are two people here who don't know their place and are sitting in the wrong seats. Please call security to throw them out."
The indifferent manager glanced over but walked straight past her, bending over to invite Han Luoli and Gu Xiaoer to sit, his demeanor polite and respectful, "Mr. Han, Miss Gu, I'm deeply sorry for this disturbance. I'll take care of them right away."