"Eh?" Gu Xiaoer was stunned.
Han Luoli then gave her a reassuring look, took her hand, and sat down in their original seats. Her composure and control made it seem as though nothing could faze her.
Anya's face turned extremely ugly, "Hey, look clearly, who are we and who are they!"
"Miss Anya, right? I see very clearly. Our stadium does not welcome you, please leave," the manager said without a trace of mercy, motioning the gesture for her to go. But it was clear to everyone that if Anya didn't leave, the bodyguards would personally ensure she "left," an implicit threat underlining his words.
"Ah!" Anya's eyes reddened as she screamed uncontrollably, "Why? Do you even know who we are? He is Fu Ziming, the up-and-coming male idol singer, who is very popular now! I am his girlfriend, Anya, I'm also very popular online!"
Her shrill voice rose, and even though there was a distance from the seats of the ordinary fans, many fans' ears picked up her words, many of them craning their necks to look over, contempt and disdain flickering in their eyes.
"Just an internet celebrity making such a fuss! So classless!"
"Nothing but clinging to a man to get ahead, look at that face, who knows how many places she's had worked on."
"Vulgar and power-hungry, I don't know by what means she managed to hook up with Fu Ziming, he must have bad karma to endure her!"
...
The manager glanced up sneakily at Han Luoli; the man was leaning back, hand propped against his forehead, toying with the delicate, pale hand of the girl beside him, appearing lazy and casual. Yet the manager couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, his breathing labored.
Steadying his nerve, he showed no signs of backing down and was even more firm and resolute than before, "Miss Anya, if you don't want your boyfriend's career to be completely ruined, you can continue to make a scene."
"Anya, be wise!" Fu Ziming was not a fool. He took a deep look at the dignified man quietly sitting in the soft chair, who said nothing, then turned and left, no longer caring about his girlfriend.
He continued to date Anya out of old affection, but that didn't mean he would gamble his future.
"Ziming! You all!" Anya, abandoned by her boyfriend, glared with bloodshot eyes, looking around at the strange stares, blocking out those unbearable words. The thick foundation on her face was completely shattered, her embarrassment fully exposed. With so many cameras, so many fans, she had really taken a fall here today.
She couldn't accept it!
The manager made up his mind, lacking any additional patience, he snapped his fingers towards the distance, and several bodyguards stepped forward.
Anya immediately panicked, retreating repeatedly. But she could not escape the fate of being dragged off, half-carried and half-pulled, by the bodyguards.
Her long red gown trailed on the ground as Anya was awkwardly dragged away by the bodyguards. Anger, humiliation, and jealousy drove her to complete irrationality, eyes bulging as she stared in the direction of Gu Xiaoer and screamed at the top of her lungs, "Let go of me! You've all been deceived by that woman! That woman, named Gu Xiaoer, was my high school classmate, I know exactly what kind of person she is! She was born to parents but raised with no manners, good for nothing except seducing men! Why aren't you catching her instead!"
"An...ya..." Gu Xiaoer's mouth opened awkwardly, her mind went blank.
"Mr. Han..." the manager, drenched in sweat and trembling, said, "This... humiliating Miss Gu is not something I can handle."
Han Luoli suddenly tightened his grip on Gu Xiaoer's hand, his expression unchanged, his right hand reaching into his pocket for his lighter.
The lighter made a crisp sound as it opened and closed, and the entire stadium seemed to pause for several seconds.
The manager swallowed hard, he could hear the quiet breathing of thousands of people, he could hear the "click" of the lighter, he could hear the rapid beating of his own heart, about to burst.
"Click." The lighter flickered with a deep blue flame.
Almost on instinct, the manager hurriedly offered a cigarette to Han Luoli's lips, but he heard the man's deep, ice-cold voice, freezing his ears.
"Find a few men and see what kind of person she is..."