Sun Ling hugged the iPad to her chest as if she had received a very difficult task.
Tang Ze looked at her bitter face, smiled, and then glanced at the time, reminding Shi Lan, "It's about time, let's go out and wait backstage."
Shi Lan nodded, got up from the sofa, with Tang Ze and Huo Zhao following behind her.
It had to be said, though it was the same body, following the soul of An Lan was completely different from following the soul of Shi Lan.
An Lan was fragile; the bigger the event, the more restrained she became.
Not like Shi Lan, who could always exude the aura of a female mogul regardless of the situation. Moreover, walking behind her, you too would exude the universe's most swaggering confidence.
By this time, the crowd outside was mostly passers-by, interspersed with some of An Lan's fans, a few fans of the National Couple, and die-hard fans of Gu Chengyu mixed among them, with media present as well.
