Superstar's Development Diary-Chapter 895 - 897: Together Again After Two Months

Chapter 895: Chapter 897: Together Again After Two Months

The reporters dispersed, and the security and staff gathered around. Zhang Ming knocked on the rear window, signaling Sheng Yan that he could come out.

In a short while, the car door opened. Sheng Yan was still wearing the suit he wore at the office, looking every bit the elite. He didn’t seem like a celebrity; more like a corporate executive.

As soon as Sheng Yan got out of the car, fans immediately started screaming, and some reporters couldn’t resist the urge to approach him, but fortunately, they were all stopped by security.

Some fans stood on tiptoe, capturing photos of Sheng Yan and uploading them online. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Netizens, seeing the pictures, started discussing excitedly:

[My favorite ascetic style, so handsome! Ah, those glasses are also so stylish. I wish I could be the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bridge!]

[It’s time for the almighty Tianbao to come on stage. In ten seconds, I want a list of all the items Sheng Yan is wearing√]

[Where’s Pang Hu? Has Pang Hu come out? I want to see them in the same frame!]

...

He Jinxia, who was being discussed fervently by the fans, suddenly appeared at the back door. As soon as she saw Sheng Yan, she couldn’t help smiling and gave him a playful glare.

Sheng Yan also noticed He Jinxia’s gaze. The corner of his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses flicked upwards, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He took off his glasses and ran quickly to the door, using his broad back to shield He Jinxia’s body and block the curious gazes from outside.

Seeing a lock of her hair gently fall on her cheek, Sheng Yan couldn’t help but reach out, tuck it behind her ear, and lightly pinch her well-rounded ear.

With that pinch, He Jinxia’s ear turned visibly red at an impressive speed.

She furrowed her brow, her slender phoenix eyes glaring at him again, almost rounding them into circles like a cat.

Sheng Yan’s eyes darkened slightly, thinking she looked quite adorable.

The expression on He Jinxia’s face seemed to be saying with hands on her hips — why are you here?

Sheng Yan chuckled lowly, bent down and whispered into her ear: "Zhang Ming told me the media’s been bothering you to death lately, so I specifically hurried over to save you."

He Jinxia snorted softly, whispering like a mosquito: "You’re not here to save me; you’re here to cause chaos!"

Just as Sheng Yan was about to say something, loud screams erupted from the crowd.

Turning around, he saw a dozen security and staff members linking hands, desperately blocking the reporters and fans, while both the reporters and fans uniformly raised their phones, all cameras pointed at them.

Having gotten used to the black lenses of cameras, suddenly being faced with the inconsistent colors of phones felt like a novel and unique experience.

Seeing both their faces exposed, the fans cheered even harder —

"Ah! So handsome, so beautiful, such a good match, so good-looking!"

"Emperor Sheng, I love you —!"

"Jinxia, give a kiss! Give a kiss, give a kiss..." A few scattered fans shouted the three words, and soon, all fans followed suit, clearly refusing to leave without a kiss.

Sheng Yan and He Jinxia exchanged glances and decided —

Of course, they wouldn’t kiss; as public figures, they needed to always be mindful of their actions in public places, holding hands was the limit.

The two of them had discussed this issue long ago, not wanting to kiss in public to avoid the media using it in reports, associating them with the term "kiss demons" whenever netizens thought of them.

Sheng Yan didn’t kiss He Jinxia but did fulfill one fan’s wish by holding He Jinxia in his arms.

He calmly waved to the fans, smiled slightly, nodding briefly before turning aside with He Jinxia and began communicating with Stanlanca and others who had arrived later.

Stanlanca was very surprised that Sheng Yan came directly to the scene, curiously asking, "Are you here for a gig or to pick up your wife?"

Sheng Yan, even when facing an international director, didn’t show much reverence, engaging as an equal, his tone calm: "Jinxia’s been running gigs early and late these days. I was a bit worried about her, and since it was on the way, I came over."

Zhang Ming stood by, eyes focused, silently mocking in his heart: Yeah, right, considering it as a detour, you specially drove an hour to get here, sure, that’s a detour.

Stanlanca glanced at the fans in the distance, somewhat worried, "How will you guys get out?"

Sheng Yan’s phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and looked down slightly, saying casually, "We’ll just walk out."

The next moment, there were the sound of uniform, resounding footsteps coming from not far away, accompanied by commanding "One-two-one, one-two-one..." calls full of vigor.

Turning their heads, they saw security personnel bearing the logo of "XX National Security Group" appearing before them.

Calling them security seemed a bit off because they were uniformly dressed in army green clothes resembling special forces attire, making it seem like a military squad had shown up.

But then the back of their clothes had the company logo printed on them...

The scene shifted to the image of very upscale security personnel dispatched by a high-class security firm.

He Jinxia’s mouth twitched slightly, nudging him lightly with her elbow, softly whispering, "Did you call them?"

Sheng Yan didn’t look at her, subtly tightening his grip around her, softly affirming with a hum.

He Jinxia: "...Why does this company feel familiar?"

Sheng Yan said flatly: "They’re the same company that provided the bodyguards your mother hired for you when you were filming in war-torn countries."

He Jinxia sweat dropped: "Isn’t it a bit over the top though?"

Sheng Yan "Mm’d" in agreement, yet said, "But as a superstar, I’ve got to keep up appearances, especially now that I’m not single anymore. I used to call in security firms, even before."

He tilted his head slightly towards Zhang Ming, eyes deep with implied meaning.

Zhang Ming, startled, hastily nodded, "Right, Sheng Yan used to always travel with a team of security personnel."

He Jinxia furrowed her brow, was that really the case?

Unfortunately, she had very few opportunities to go on gigs with Sheng Yan before, and during the one or two times they shared a stage, she’d forgotten whether there were many security personnel surrounding Sheng Yan.

This powerful security team, compared to the TV station’s half-hearted security and temporary staff, was much more formidable, immediately assuming their duties, keeping the media, fans, and other celebrities at a great distance.

The journalists’ faces turned flush with excitement as they watched this scene unfold, knowing they’d struck gold following them, finding such a sensational story!

One journalist, zealously muttering: "What to write about, is it Sheng Emperor showcasing his prowess to protect his wife by dispatching special security personnel, or him getting jealous live on set, appearing in person to pick her up from work, or the couple showcasing their love two months later..."