"But you're so handsome, and your voice is so nice..."
Shen Mosheng became even more serious, "It's just a shell, the heart may be black."
Everyone: ...
Another girl, not willing to give up, stepped forward, "Then can you give me an autograph?"
"Can't, I'm not a celebrity."
"But I don't mind."
"I mind," Shen Mosheng said sternly as he scolded, "Making such a fuss in a public place, disturbing others, is very inappropriate. Please step aside; not disturbing is a form of politeness."
Seeing that the crowd didn't disperse and still surrounded them, Lin Xileng pushed Han Yingying forward and asked loudly.
"Yingying is already carrying his child, what do you want to do in front of his wife and child?"
Upon hearing this, the crowd left disappointed, lamenting another handsome guy getting married too young.
"Xiaoxi, when did I become his wife?" Han Yingying glared at the friend who had pushed her out as a human shield, her demeanor rather petulant.
