AWB Chapter 62 She's a Mom Fan
Chapter 62 She's a Mom Fan
Unaffected by others, Yan Wenyu stared at Jiang Liwu's eyebrows and eyes, clearly seeing the beautiful curve of her eyelashes. He pursed his lips, his mind and breath becoming a little more disordered. In the time it took for him to sign his name smoothly and elegantly, he had the urge to remove Jiang Liwu's mask every second.
She restrained herself, pulled back a little, and told herself that she wasn't her stepmother, so she shouldn't try to find out her identity or lose her composure.
Jiang Liwu wanted to take off her mask to see what Yan Wenyu's handwriting looked like, but remembering Yan Wenyu's germaphobia, she stopped herself and smiled at Yan Wenyu again, "Thank you, Xiaoyu."
Yan Wenyu's soul jolted, and he was suddenly lost in thought.
She called him Xiao Yu?
Yan Wenyu reminded himself that there was nothing special about it. Because he was a public figure, he was called all sorts of things, including Xiao Yu.
This is the term most often used by "mom fans," so Jiang Liwu must be a mom fan.
Even so, he spoke again in a slightly hoarse voice, "Want to take a photo together?"
Jiang Liwu, of course, wouldn't refuse to take a photo with the three kids, so she took out her phone and turned on the camera.
Yan Wenyu's eyes flashed as he took the phone. "I'll take it."
Jiang Liwu had no objection; Yan Wenyu would have a better angle when shooting from a higher position.
Xiang Rui was shocked to see that Yan Wenyu had touched Jiang Liwu's hand but showed no discomfort.
Yan Wenyu held his phone in one hand, his slender hand seemingly accidentally touching the photo album, but unfortunately he couldn't open it. When he was about to press the camera button, his finger wobbled again and he tried to click on the photo album again, but the album was still lagging and he couldn't access it.
Yan Wenyu's face tightened. This time, he quickly took two photos with Jiang Liwu and then returned the phone to Jiang Liwu.
Countless pens and paper slips were handed out, eager and excited to become the second lucky winner. Fans stared at Yan Wenyu with shining eyes, their faces full of anxiety and anticipation.
However, Yan Wenyu had already been led to a safe distance by Xiang Rui.
Jiang Liwu became the only person at this fan meeting to receive an autograph and a photo.
Fans wailed and lamented, filled with extreme envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Jiang Liwu.
"Ahhhh, that brat is so lucky! What's the difference between this good fortune and winning five million in the lottery?!"
The girls around Jiang Liwu were very happy for her, because they felt that she deserved it. After all, who can casually throw around tens of millions? What is five million compared to tens of millions? A big spender should be pampered, no problem.
Not to mention that Jiang Liwu is so beautiful and she still pursues Yan Wenyu. Yan Wenyu is a lucky guy, okay?
Many fans who couldn't attend were heartbroken and filled with regret, feeling they had missed out on a huge opportunity.
"Yan Wenyu's voluntary signature and photo (painful, distorted, mutated, red-eyed illness)"
We are genuinely happy for you (smile -100%)
"Sister, my family is too poor to buy a mask. Could you send me the mask you're wearing?"
“My body is a little uncomfortable. If you have any conscience, come see me with your autograph and a photo, and give me 20,000 yuan to cook two dishes.”
"After getting home, the young lady immediately went online to search: how to make a mask never fade, how to make the ink never smudge..."
"Sis, are we going out?"
Just as Xiang Rui had predicted, distorted facts and misleading information quickly rose to the top of the trending search list to grab attention.
In shocking fashion, a certain three-character film emperor's misogynistic and germaphobic persona collapsed as he passionately kissed a female fan on the spot, unable to part ways!
Upon seeing this hashtag, fans from other fandoms, including casual observers, immediately anticipated a major battle and retreated to watch the drama unfold. Sure enough, the hashtag was flooded with comments within five seconds. Yan Wenyu's fans had arrived, and their fighting power was terrifying. Wherever they went, they were expelled from the community, their family trees were expelled, and nothing was left standing. The number one "wolf pack" in the Chinese entertainment industry is no exaggeration.
The post disappeared without a trace in less than three minutes.
However, those three minutes were enough for some people to make a fortune.
In a dark, unseen corner, a woman wearing a hoodie, a baseball cap, and carrying a bag stared intently at the considerable profits generated by the trending topic on her phone. The light reflected from the phone shone on her face, making her expression appear both greedy and eerie.
After the fan meeting ended, Jiang Liwu said goodbye to a few girls and then walked out alone. She tried to hail a taxi on her phone, but found that the operation was unusually laggy. She realized that it was because she had fallen, but at least she managed to hail a taxi.
Jiang Liwu stood by the roadside with her arms crossed, waiting for a car. This section of the road had a lot of pedestrian and vehicle traffic, so her taxi wouldn't arrive quickly.
The sunlight was intense, and Jiang Liwu's forehead was covered in sweat. Feeling stuffy, she took off her mask, which was indeed also damp with water droplets.
Shaking her mask off, Jiang Liwu admired the signature and couldn't help but praise, "Xiao Yu's handwriting is good, the signature is beautiful." She put the mask away and was about to go to a shady tree when she saw an elderly man with unsteady steps seemingly unable to see his surroundings, and in a daze as if he had been bewitched, he ran a red light.
Seeing this, Jiang Liwu's eyelids twitched. She quickly ran over, grabbed the old man's hand, and used her other hand to protect him as she quickly pulled him backward.
Just then, a car sped past them with a heart-stopping scare, its speed so great that it whipped Jiang Liwu and the old man's hair into the air.
The pedestrian light turned green as soon as the car passed.
"Grandma, are you alright? Where are your family members?" Jiang Liwu quickly looked at the old lady.
The old man looked up, somewhat bewildered, but his eyes lit up when he recognized Jiang Liwu, and his complexion instantly became rosy. "It's my granddaughter-in-law!"
Jiang Liwu was extremely surprised, "Grandma Shang?"
The person in front of me was none other than the Merchant Empress Dowager.
Grandma Shang was as excited as a child, her eyes shining. She tightly grasped Jiang Liwu's hand and happily called out again, "Granddaughter-in-law!"
Jiang Liwu led Grandma Shang to a safer place, saying, "Grandma, you've called me by the wrong name again. I'm not your granddaughter-in-law."
Grandma Shang pouted and persisted, "A granddaughter-in-law is a granddaughter-in-law, Grandma didn't call her wrong."
She personally witnessed Shang Tingyan holding Jiang Liwu's hand, looking reluctant to let her go. At that time, Grandma Shang was not far away, covering her mouth with a look of delight. She said that the two of them would definitely get together after meeting.
Grandma Shang has already decided on Jiang Liwu.
"Is it because your granddaughter-in-law doesn't like you, so she won't let you call me that?" Grandma Shang's eyes reddened easily, looking pitiful and hurt.
Looking at her like that by the old woman with a full head of white hair, Jiang Liwu felt a pang of sadness and guilt, and immediately surrendered, "Grandma, you know that's not what I meant. You can call me whatever you want."