An Ruoxi logged into the QQ group, entered the fan support group, and began her operation.
Zuri didn't want to listen to An Ruoxi's nonsense any longer and directly hung up the phone.
Just as she was about to put her phone away, she paused and decided to call Owen.
As soon as the call went through, it was answered immediately.
"Zuri."
"Your fans have found me," Zuri said calmly.
"What?!" Owen jumped out of his chair, asking anxiously, "Did they cause you any trouble?"
"Not really."
In Zuri's perspective, the threat was nothing major. After all, she had faced much darker situations before. An Ruoxi's threat didn't really faze her.
Thinking about An Ruoxi's slightly neurotic demeanor, Zuri hesitated for a moment and then reminded him, "You should be careful."
Zuri, whose understanding of the entertainment industry was still in the "elderly" stage, didn't grasp what "girlfriend fans" or "sasaeng fans" meant.
In her mind, these people were just fans, nothing more.
However, An Ruoxi seemed a bit neurotic, almost dangerously so.
So, Zuri kindly offered her advice.
Little did she know, the one who should be careful was her, not Owen.
"Huh?!" Owen was stunned. Shouldn't she be more concerned about her own safety right now? Why was she worrying about him?
Seeing his confusion, Zuri patiently explained, "Your fans seem a bit obsessive. You'd better be cautious when you're out."
This sudden concern, especially coming from his sister, hit Owen straight in the heart. He was so moved that he almost teared up.
His Zuri really was the most thoughtful little sister.
Owen, both happy and emotional, said, "Okay, I'll be careful."
"Alright, you can go back to what you were doing."
After giving her advice, Zuri hung up the phone.
Owen still wanted to say something, but seeing that she had already hung up, he figured she must be in class.
Isaac and his assistant Rhett walked into the studio, noticing the wide smile on Owen's face.
"Owen, what's up with you?"
Owen proudly looked at the two of them and said, "My sister, my very own sister, just told me to be careful of fans."
"Why did she suddenly tell you to be careful of fans?" Isaac asked curiously.
"Oh, it seems that some fans discovered her, and one of them seems a bit obsessive. It's probably that kind of…" Owen's words trailed off as he suddenly stopped.
"Damn!" Owen cursed under his breath.
"Rhett, get the car ready. We're heading to the school now," Owen shouted anxiously, grabbing his coat as he rushed out.
His assistant, Rhett, still hadn't figured out what was going on but was startled by Owen's urgency.
"Hurry up," Isaac urged, following him.
Five minutes later, a van sped towards the academy.
At the same time, An Ruoxi, leveraging the connections she had built over the years in the fan support group, managed to gather a large number of fans. Most of these fans were based in the Imperial Capital.
They were all heading in the same direction.
Through the fan support group, more and more fans learned that Owen's rumored girlfriend was Zuri. For the paparazzi, who had a keen sense for any whiff of gossip, any hint of a story was detected immediately.
Whether it was Zuri herself or the group of people going to confront her, the paparazzi with connections caught wind of it and mobilized.
Within ten minutes, posts revealing Owen's girlfriend's identity were popping up like mushrooms after the rain.
At that moment, Nolan, who was attending a seminar in the Imperial Capital, was listening to a CEO on stage when his chief assistant, Grayson, walked up to him and whispered in his ear, "BOSS, Miss Zuri is in trouble."
Nolan's attention immediately snapped back from the meeting, and he looked up at Grayson.
Grayson handed him a tablet.
Nolan's eyes quickly scanned the content, his gaze deepening. He stood up and discreetly left the meeting without alerting anyone.
As soon as he walked out of the venue, Nolan briskly walked while issuing orders, "Contact Mr. Fang, Mr. Hu, and Mr. Wu, and instruct them to block and delete all information about Zuri."
These three were giants of the mainstream media, with two of their companies partially owned by FX Investments.
"Understood." Grayson replied, already relaying the order to the assistants under him.
FX Investments moved quickly. Within fifteen minutes of receiving the directive, they had already begun scrubbing the internet.
Mainstream media could be controlled, and the rest of the smaller outlets soon started receiving orders from Nolan's side.
While the outside world was in chaos, Zuri, the person at the center of it all, was completely unaware. She was fully immersed in the sea of knowledge, attentively listening to the lecture and taking notes, embodying the perfect "model student."
The first group of people to arrive, of course, was led by the mastermind behind all of this.
An Ruoxi, leading a large group of people, marched towards the teaching building where Zuri was.
"Ruoxi, is that little bitch really in there?"
"Yes, she's right up ahead," An Ruoxi replied coldly.
"Hmph, I'd like to see who this little vixen is that dares to seduce my Owen."
"No way would Owen fall for that hussy. She must have used some underhanded tricks."
"Exactly, that must be it."
"We'll make sure she knows why flowers are red!"
The fans grew more and more agitated.
An Ruoxi looked at the angry faces around her, feeling quite satisfied. This was exactly the state she wanted them in.
Owen belongs to everyone, and no one can take him away.
The bell rang, and Zuri packed up her books to leave. This was her last class of the day.
Shen Menglai approached her. "Zuri, shall we go back to the dorm together?"
"I'm heading to the library; it's in a different direction."
Shen Menglai, facing a soft rejection, said quickly, "Esme and I were just going to the library to look up some materials."
Zuri glanced at the two of them, then walked out.
Seeing that she didn't object, Shen Menglai immediately pulled Esme along to follow her closely.
As the three of them walked out, a group that had been waiting under the shade of a tree saw Zuri and rushed over, surrounding her.
Zuri looked at An Ruoxi, who was leading the group, then at the furious faces all around her.
"You're Zuri, the slut trying to seduce my brother," a chubby female fan demanded.
"Look at her eyes, they're just like the woman's in the photo."
"It really is her."
"She doesn't even look that special. How could my brother fall for her? She must have used some trick."
After sizing Zuri up for the first time, the fans began voicing all kinds of disdainful and insulting remarks.
Shen Menglai and Esme, standing nearby, looked at them in shock.
At this hour, with students pouring out of the teaching building, the commotion quickly drew attention from passersby.
Xu Zexi saw the group surrounding Zuri and pushed through the crowd to stand by her side, addressing the fans, "What do you want?"