Caught in Affairs with Superstar

The person was determined to get closer to Zhou Yun.

No brand can resist being envious of VX’s success in the Asian market.

And the role Zhou Yun played in VX entering the Asian market was unprecedented.

If it weren’t for Zhou Yun’s extraordinary exposure over the past two years and her rapidly advancing status, VX might have become popular, but it wouldn’t have reached such "high-end" popularity.

A brand that suddenly gains fame often risks being seen as "nouveau riche," which is precisely what the wealthy despise the most.

The more self-assured the wealthy are, the more they value a brand’s inherent high status.

Although everyone says that the truly confident don’t care as long as they have dignity, truly confident people are, after all, in the minority in this world.

This time, Zhou Lan and Liu Yun accompanied Zhou Yun to attend this event.

As soon as Zhou Yun landed, she was surrounded by many fans.

Nowadays, Zhou Yun genuinely has some fans abroad.

Every time she is scheduled to attend an event, fans get wind in advance and come to greet her at the airport, asking for autographs and photos.

D House arranged for airport pickup and security personnel.

After signing autographs for several foreign fans, Zhou Yun was about to get in the car and leave.

But at that moment, someone suddenly shouted Zhou Yun’s name.

Zhou Yun looked back in surprise.

She saw a long-haired man waving a poster in his hand, loudly calling her name.

And just at the moment she turned her head, the man suddenly raised his right hand, swung it forcefully in her direction, not knowing what he threw from his hand.

A dark shadow.

Zhou Yun widened her eyes and instinctively dodged.

Sister Lan already pulled her over at the first moment, shielding her with her back.

Screams erupted around them.

"Bang!" came the sound of something hitting the ground.

It was a stone.

The security personnel responded quickly and immediately surrounded Zhou Yun.

Someone rushed forward to apprehend him.

"Get out of our country! You yellow-skinned monkey!" the man who threw the stone shouted insultingly, a menacing grin on his face, laughing a bit maniacally, "Don’t let me see you again!"

He was subdued immediately.

Or it seemed he never intended to escape from the start.

Zhou Yun watched the subdued man from within the crowd surrounding her.

He was very skinny, skinny to the bone, yet his eyes held a strange, somewhat chilling gleam, like a deranged lunatic in a movie.

All around, people were capturing this scene on their phones.

Chaos ensued.

Sister Lan and the security personnel urged her to hurry into the car.

Amidst the chaos, Zhou Yun saw a triumphant smile in the man’s eyes.

Even though he was pinned to the ground, face smeared with dirt, utterly wretched, he seemed utterly unfazed, still staring at Zhou Yun, like a hungry lion eyeing a juicy piece of lamb, eyes filled with greed.

This look shot directly into Zhou Yun’s heart.

Zhou Yun felt a tingling scalp, coupled with an intense sense of fear.

Who is this person...?

Why does he harbor such hatred towards her?

Zhou Yun was filled with confusion, feeling helpless and lost.

Even after being escorted into the car and leaving the airport, she hadn’t snapped out of it, still feeling a lingering fear.

"Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun."

Sister Lan’s voice called her back from her daze.

Zhou Yun felt like she was coming up for air after being submerged.

She looked at Sister Lan.

"Sister Lan?"

Sister Lan looked at her with concern and asked, "Are you okay? You don’t look well."

"I..." Zhou Yun hesitated.

"I didn’t expect to encounter such a thing. Luckily, you’re not hurt, but it was quite a scare," Sister Lan said, emotions rising suddenly as she cursed, "That bastard, I’ll make sure he pays! In this day and age, there’s still racial discrimination! How dare he attack us in broad daylight! Xiao Yun, don’t worry, I won’t let him off! This is an act of terrorism!"

Zhou Yun said nothing.

Was that person racially discriminatory?

Zhou Yun had her share of experience working abroad, encountering some foreigners who discriminated against Asians or Chinese.

But Zhou Yun had never faced anything like this.

Whenever Zhou Yun thought of that person’s look at her, she felt a chill run down her spine.

She wanted to tell Sister Lan what she saw just now, but didn’t know where to start.

It was just her personal feeling, not necessarily the truth.

Perhaps it was all just an illusion in the midst of chaos.