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Shirley never expected Han Fei'er to skip the usual pleasantries in front of the camera. She was momentarily taken aback by the question, but quickly replaced her surprise with a look of grievance.
"Fei'er, the production team has a rule against bringing more than a certain amount of supplies. All the guests know that," she said, feigning innocence. "It's your own fault for being overweight; who can you blame?"
Han Fei'er was infuriated. The implication that she should have known better was maddening. Who could have guessed the production team would be so unreasonable? "No excess is allowed!" she thought, struggling to suppress her urge to roll her eyes on camera. Instead, she turned her attention to a beautiful woman nearby who brought her some relief.
"Miss, who was the first to arrive at the meeting point?" she asked, her voice softening as she spoke to the beauty.
The fans in the streaming room erupted in laughter.
"Haha, our Fei'er’s dog-like affection for beauty is undeniable!"
"Fei'er just has a unique personality; she's not targeting anyone. Some fans shouldn't get too worked up."
Everyone knew they were referring to Shirley. After all, Han Fei'er's attitude toward her was markedly different from how she treated Ruan Fuxi.
Ruan Fuxi smiled and pointed to herself and Ruan Xun. "Both of us are here."
Han Fei'er let out a sigh of relief, her face breaking into a genuine smile. Thank goodness it wasn't that green tea Shirley; if it had been her, Han Fei'er would have been heartbroken.
Standing in the shade of a wooden shed, she took a deep breath. She wondered how many other guests were still on their way and when they would arrive. The director was being so secretive and cruel, making them run around under this blazing sun on the island.
Ruan Fuxi:
It was indeed ruthless, but soon it would no longer be sunny.
Han Fei'er asked, "Huh? What do you mean? Is it going to rain?"
Ruan Fuxi replied, "Yes, if the remaining guests don't arrive soon, the roads will be even harder to navigate later."
Han Fei'er looked up at the glaring sun, feeling puzzled. It didn't seem like it was going to rain at all.
Finally, fans of Shi Lili found their chance to mock.
"Who does she think she is, saying it’s going to rain? Why not say it’s going to snow?"
"Just because you can ride a leopard doesn’t make you impressive; looks like you’ve just embarrassed yourself."
"With such a bright sun, who would believe that it’s going to rain?"
Boom!
A drop of rain fell, then two, then three.
Suddenly, a torrential downpour began, soaking the ground in mud.
Han Fei'er looked at Ruan Fuxi in shock and then gave her a thumbs up.
"Sister, you’re amazing!"
The viewers in the broadcast room were also astonished and then amused.
"Come on, come on, where are the Shi Lili fans now? Why aren’t they talking?"
"Why not try saying something else? She clearly knows how to read the weather."
"Who’s getting slapped in the face now? Who is it?"
Ruan Fuxi watched the curtain of rain with a worried expression.
This downpour would last at least an hour; if the other guests couldn’t make it in time, they would have to endure getting soaked.
Just as Ruan Fuxi finished speaking, a figure emerged from the rain.
He was tall and straight, exuding a cold aura. Even in the downpour, he appeared unruffled; it was as if the rain parted for him, and the heavy curtain of water seemed to accentuate his noble presence.
At that moment, viewers in the broadcast room went wild with comments.
"Ah! Where did this perfect person come from? So handsome, it's reckless!"
"I want to lick, I want to lick, I'm licking crazily! I'll change the screen and keep licking!"
"This face, this aura, this figure, those long legs... I can't imagine how happy I would be if he were my husband."
When Ruan Fuxi clearly saw the person's face, her expression immediately changed, and she hurried over with concern.
Her husband had come too!
Sheng Yanzhou's originally cold expression melted away as he looked at Ruan Fuxi, his demeanor softening to an unbelievable degree.
"Xiaoxi."
Ruan Fuxi pulled him into the wooden shed.
"Let me see if your clothes are all wet!"
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