"You're nothing! Since when has a true gentleman like our idol had a traitor like you!"
"Exactly! We all agreed that while we like him, we shouldn't cause any trouble to Actor Lu. What are you crazy about? You even rushed in. Do you think you're the only one who likes him?"
The fans surrounded the girl, scolding and poking at her one after another.
The girl squatted on the ground, crying. The bottle of water she brought had been stepped on several times.
Feng Yu frowned tightly. She stood up and was about to go and help when Lu Zhiqian, who had been sitting beside her coldly, finally spoke up.
"If you think you're helping her, you're actually hurting her."
Lu Zhiqian got back into the RV and took the towel from his agent to wipe the sweat off his face.
Feng Yu frowned, "But we can't just sit back and watch like this. Aren't you their idol? If you go out and say a few words, it'll be okay."
"Say what?"
Lu Zhiqian's eyes were cold and indifferent.
Feng Yu was at a loss for words. She didn't know what to say either. She just didn't like what was going on outside.
The agent looked at her and held her down, saying, "Xiaoyu, you debuted late and don't understand. You can't interfere too much in fans' affairs. Do you think that if you step in to help, you're actually protecting that girl?"
"You don't know how crazy fans can be these days. If it were someone you liked, and they protected someone else in front of you and asked you to take good care of that person, could you bear it for a while, let alone a lifetime?"
The agent continued, "If Actor Lu ignores it, that girl will at most be scolded a few times by the fans. But if Actor Lu accepts that bottle of water, I guarantee that girl will be beaten half to death later."
Feng Yu gasped.
"Is it really that scary? This... It can't be that bad, right?"
The agent laughed, "No, it's not that bad. She just had to stay in the hospital for a few months. It happened just two months ago."
Feng Yu frowned tightly. She looked out of the car, "By the way, your fans should dislike me quite a bit, right?"
Lu Zhiqian's cold eyes fixed on her. Feng Yu raised her lips and then got out of the car.
He saw a sly glint in her delicate little face. Under the sunlight, it was extremely dazzling.
Feng Yu got out of the car and walked up to the group of fans. She picked up the bottle of water on the ground, patted it, and said, "I must say, you guys are really pitiful. You're fans of such a cold - blooded person. Look, you've been treated like this, and he doesn't even give you a second look."
The girl who brought the water originally wanted to say thank you, but when she heard Feng Yu's words, her face instantly darkened.
"I don't need your false kindness."
She pushed Feng Yu away.
Feng Yu raised her eyebrows. "There's no need to be like this. I mean, anyway, it doesn't matter who you're a fan of. Why not be a fan of me?"
"You're dreaming!"
Several fans glared at her with hatred.
"You'll never be with Actor Lu. We'll never agree to it even if we have to die!"
"Exactly! You're just an 18 - line actress. You're trying to use Actor Lu to boost your own popularity. Don't think we don't know. You're just trying to ride on his coattails. Bah, how shameless!"
Several fans were scolding her.
Feng Yu tilted her little head. "But the Actor Lu you like won't even give you a glance. Look, you risked your life to rush past the security line, but you didn't even get a good response. Come on, being a fan of me is much better. I'll treat you to milk tea, not just water."
The girl who brought the water patted the dust off her body and glared at Feng Yu angrily, saying, "You're dreaming. I'll be a fan of the gentleman Lu in life and in death!"
"You think so, but they don't. They were pushing you just now. I could see how hard they were pushing. It seems that you guys aren't very united. You're fighting among yourselves, and you're really ruthless. How about considering becoming my fan?"
Feng Yu said, raising her lips.
The girl who brought the water was slightly stunned. The other fans grabbed her hand, united in hatred, "Feng Yu, don't talk nonsense. Who said we were fighting among ourselves? We were just joking around."
"Are you okay?"
The other fans also looked at the girl who brought the water with a bit of guilt. Seeing that she still firmly stood on their side, their anger from before turned into guilt.
"Exactly. You'll never break up our fans of the gentleman Lu!"
The girl who brought the water stood together with the other girls, all of them glaring at Feng Yu with hatred.
Feng Yu shrugged, "So I'm saying you guys are stupid. There's clearly a good fan club here that you can join. Forget it. I'm too lazy to talk to you guys."
She yawned and walked away casually.
The agent couldn't help but say in the RV, "This Feng Yu really surprises me. She used the fans' hatred for her to make them reconcile."
"Otherwise, I think this girl would probably be scolded to death."
Lu Zhiqian didn't say a word. He just stared deeply at the girl under the sunlight with his black eyes.
Under the sunlight, her hair was very soft, and her delicate little face was wearing a relaxed and self - satisfied smile. Her light pink dress made her look charming and delicate.
Lu Zhiqian's eyes were calm. He withdrew his gaze and said nothing.
"Mrs. Fu, Young Master Fu requests that you return to the Fu family."
Feng Yu was stopped as soon as she left the filming set.
She recognized the person as Zhao Yang. Before, she had snatched the land in the Western City from him. Later, she had helped Fu Qianchen snatch the endorsement for the game "Divine Glory".
She knew they would come. She just didn't expect them to come so late.
"Oh, really?"
Feng Yu gave him a casual look, "I wonder if Young Master Fu wants to scold me for my mistakes or come to apologize?"
"Apologize?" Zhao Yang seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.
He snorted and said, "Third Young Mistress, you should know what good things you've done recently! It's okay that you helped outsiders, but you've repeatedly competed with the Fu Corporation for business. It's already good that we didn't ask you to kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes. How dare you even ask Young Master to apologize to you? Are you out of your mind?"
Feng Yu's eyes turned cold. Her delicate little face was full of intimidation, "I think Young Master Fu really needs to apologize to me properly. Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner. I'm still the Third Young Mistress of the Fu family, right? What, now that my husband is dead, does everyone want to ride on my head? I don't need you to teach me a lesson!"
Feng Yu showed great momentum. Zhao Yang was momentarily intimidated by her.
Who would have thought that this young girl who had just come of age could speak so sharply and intimidate him?
However, Feng Yu was right.
Anyway, she was still the Third Young Mistress of the Fu family. Even if Fu Qianchen was dead, this fact couldn't be changed.
Zhao Yang's face looked ugly, "Fine. At seven o'clock tonight, I hope the Third Young Mistress can come on time. Don't say I didn't inform you. Many people from the Fu family will be present. Third Young Mistress, if you don't come, you should know the consequences!"
Zhao Yang flung his hand and left.
Seven o'clock?
Wasn't that just an hour later?
Damn it!
Feng Yu cursed under her breath. The place where Lu Zhiqian was filming was near the Feng family. She knew this road best. There were rarely any people on it.