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In the past, Xue Jean would always just randomly twist his fans' bodies a little, not even touching them. Those fans who liked him would know that he never liked to get too close to strangers.

Just when everyone thought that this time would be the same as usual, a gentle piano piece suddenly rang out in the hall. The lights dimmed down, leaving only the light on the stage. It was clearly going to be a waltz.

She stood there happily, her face blank. She knew the habits of her family, Jean, so she was prepared to shout with him and shake him a few times. She never thought that things would turn out like this.

The corner of Xue Jean's mouth lifted into a beautiful smile. His deep eyes were filled with gentleness and his sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised. Facing the light of the lantern, he walked towards her.

She couldn't help but hold her breath. In front of her eyes, a rainbow of auspicious clouds appeared beneath Xue Jean's feet. A treasured sword hung by her side, and the light shining from the armor on her body was so bright that she couldn't even open her eyes.

"I knew my lover was a peerless hero. She would definitely come riding a rainbow cloud to marry me. Jean Ah, I've been in love with you for three years. You've finally come."

For a moment, Xue Jean gently embraced her slender waist, placed her hand on his shoulder, and danced with her in tune with the music.

In fact, she didn't even know how to waltz, but for some reason, she felt exceptionally at ease following Xue Jean's footsteps. Even though every step under her feet hung in the air, flashy and unreal, she still didn't feel the slightest bit uneasy.

After a dance, the music suddenly stopped. Xue Jean withdrew his hand, but he was still intoxicated with happiness. After a long time, he still hadn't recovered from it, with one arm wrapped around his neck and the other tightly grasping his hand. Half of his body was leaning against his body, and his saliva dripped onto the jacket in front of his chest.

The fans below immediately began to boil with excitement, especially those little beauties. Their eyes were like torches, and they really wanted to rush up the stage and rip apart the happy five horses into pieces.

"Miss, the dance is over, Miss —" Shay gave a look to the assistant at the side, who immediately ran over, patted her happy shoulder and reminded her in her ear.

"Ah?!" Only then did she regain her senses. Seeing that the surrounding lights were already on and she was still lying on Xue Jean's body not wanting to move, she immediately let out a small cry and hurriedly left Xue Rong's body. She was too excited and almost fell down on the stage.

"Look at you, the saliva at the corner of your mouth hasn't been wiped clean." As he spoke, Xue Jean took out a handkerchief from his pocket and walked in front of her. He raised his hand and, under the gazes of everyone present, wiped away the saliva by her mouth. His grave face was filled with gentleness.

Happy froze on the spot, not even daring to breathe, let alone move a little. He let Xue Jean fiddle around with his face, his hands and feet turning ice-cold from nervousness. He forcefully swallowed his saliva.

Xue Jean put away the handkerchief and used his slender fingers to brush away the hair at the sides of her temples. He began to walk along her fair and smooth skin, his warm breath spiralling between her brows.

"Darling, why is your hair so messy?" With the microphone in his hand, Xue Jean purposely revealed these ambiguous words in front of his fans. He gently stroked the long hair on her chest, and the smile on his face never faded.

"Damn, where did this girl come from? Why is she so close to Ah Jean? Why is Ah Jean calling her darling?"

"What the hell. This woman is really secretive. She actually secretly colluded with Ajen. Slut."

"That's right. Don't let me see her when it's over. I'll tear her apart every time I see her."

"…"

All of a sudden, thick smoke filled the air around those bewitching girls. If looks could kill, then they would have been so happy that they would have died countless times over already.

However, at this time, the happiness she felt while immersed in the warmth did not realize the killing intent around her. She kept lowering her head slightly, and was a hundred times more shy than the average girl.

After a while, the event was over as well. She had been asked to leave the office by the staff, and even though she was standing among the fans, she still hadn't recovered her composure. She was still immersed in her thoughts and made up her mind that after the meeting was over, she would sneak into the backstage to take some photos with her Ajane and sign her name.

Xue Ran remained calm on the stage, as if nothing had happened. However, he could not help but feel pleased when he saw the different expressions from the female fans.

Soon, the final event ended and the fans gradually dispersed. Happy continued to hide in the corner, waiting for everyone to leave before quietly following Xue Jean's manager.

He quickly took off his jacket and handkerchief, and threw them all to the assistant. When he thought that he had touched that underwear girl, and her saliva had even stained his body, he couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust. He really didn't expect that he would be wronged just because he wanted to mess with her.

"Throw these away. Don't let me see them again." He glanced at the coat, his eyes filled with disgust, and thought that he would take a hot bath when he got back and wash off all the filth that had stained him.

"Alright." The assistant carried his clothes and handkerchief and left the room. The moment he left, the manager went out on some business. He was the only one left in the room.

"Ajen--" As he was distracted, a small head emerged silently from behind him, and suddenly whispered in his ear.

"Ah?!" He jumped up from the chair in fright. When he turned around to look, he found that it was actually the underwear girl. He could not help but feel a surge of disgust in his heart.

"This is the backstage, why did you come in? Hurry up and get out." Xue Ran seemed like a completely different person as he stood on the stage. His face was dark, and his eyes were no longer as gentle as they usually were. On the contrary, they were so cold that they made people tremble.

"I wanted to take a picture with you alone. Look, for you, I even changed my phone to a high-definition camera." Happy had always been heartless, so he didn't notice Xue Jean's disgust. He held it in his hand and walked over happily.

Xue Lian hurriedly retreated a few steps and placed his hand in front of his body, not wanting her to take even half a step closer.

"Don't come over. The photo shoot from the fans just now was already done. I definitely won't take a photo with you right now. Hurry up and go, don't disturb my rest."