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Qi Hui really didn't want to make this trip; if it weren't for appearances, she wouldn't waste her time. Since she had already seen the person, it was time for her to leave. Qi Hui turned and walked out of the hospital.
Gong Changle watched his mother's retreating figure, feeling a flicker of grievance and sadness in his eyes for reasons he couldn't quite understand. Although he was already in his teens, his expression resembled that of a child yearning for love and attention.
Why was he so unfortunate, cursed with such a fate that kept his parents at a distance from him? He envied his younger brother for receiving their care and affection. Everything he had done over the years was an attempt to gain their attention, yet it always backfired. Instead of drawing them closer, it only led to lectures about being more mature and sensible.
This time, after his car accident, only his mother came to see him. Despite that, he felt happy. However, she stayed for just a few minutes before leaving. Ultimately, it all came down to his fate; anyone who got close to him seemed to bring misfortune upon themselves, which was likely why his parents treated him this way.
When Gong Changle finally snapped out of his thoughts, he picked up his phone again and continued sending private messages to Ruan Fuxi. He had already searched online and discovered that this "Xili Li" streamer was quite famous and reputed for her accurate fortune-telling; she was a master of metaphysics. Gong Changle wanted to know if someone as skilled as her could help him break free from his unfortunate fate.
Unfortunately, the messages he sent went unanswered. He scratched his head anxiously—did this woman not check her private messages? If that were the case, he would have to wait until Ruan Fuxi's next live stream to apply for a connection.
At that moment, Ruan Fuxi had already booked a flight to Xiang City. After explaining the situation to her family and Sheng Yanzhou, she boarded the plane. Ruan Fuxi landed at ten o'clock in the morning on the following day.
As soon as she exited the airport, she spotted a young man holding a sign with "Xili Li" on it—he was there to pick her up. Wearing a mask and sunglasses, she walked over to him.
The man was scanning the surroundings for someone when he heard her voice. Instantly, he turned, and a hint of astonishment flickered in his eyes.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Ruan!"
It was clear he was a fan of Ruan Fuxi.
Ruan Fuxi smiled. "Are you here to pick me up?"
The man nodded eagerly and then led the way. "Sister Ruan, it's the actress Lin who sent me to get you. It will take us a few hours to get from the airport, so the journey might be a bit long."
He was another assistant of Lin Rou and had set out early in the morning from the film set to pick her up.
Ruan Fuxi nodded and got into the car with him.
Once inside, the man introduced himself. "Sister Ruan, my surname is Li; you can just call me Xiao Li."
After that, he fell mostly silent. Although he was a fan of Sister Ruan, he was afraid that speaking would disturb her while she rested in the car. Besides, he wasn't particularly talkative by nature.
The car traveled for nearly two hours before finally reaching the film set after navigating some mountain roads.
After showing his pass, Assistant Li led Ruan Fuxi into the production area. At that moment, Lin Rou had been anxiously waiting for several hours.
Upon seeing Ruan Fuxi, Lin Rou's eyes lit up with excitement as she rushed over. "Xiao Xi, you’re here! Thank goodness you finally made it!"
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