CHAPTER 467: 188 WHEREVER LIFE TAKES US, WE MEET_2

The hand was slender and weak, yet it was like an iron clamp, causing unbearable pain where it gripped, and Sun Qianqian couldn’t help but pale in the face.

"You... you let go."

She struggled to look up, and saw a pair of eyes beneath the brim of a hat.

Even through the lenses, those deep, pitch-black eyes were still clear.

Sun Qianqian suddenly froze, seeming soulless to bystanders.

Shen You’an quietly looked at the familiar face in front of her and sighed helplessly.

This was a face that often appeared in her nightmares, and also her arch-enemy from her previous life.

At the red carpet event that humiliated her, the culprit was this very person standing in front of her.

Later, Sun Qianqian became more restrained and less arrogant, but still couldn’t change her inherently vicious and selfish nature.

You never know where you might encounter someone again.

Meeting here and now once more, their roles reversed, they were still at each other’s throats.

One has to marvel at the wonders of fate.

Shen You’an flung her hand away, causing Sun Qianqian to stagger backward. If not for her quick-thinking assistant, she would have fallen to the ground. As it was, she was in a sorry state, looking quite disheveled.

Sun Qianqian glared at her with hatred: "Do you know who I am? Daring to offend me, you’re doomed."

The young girl remained composed: "Go complain to your sugar daddy. I’ll be here waiting."

Sun Qianqian sneered: "What are you waiting for? Smash her face for me."

A bodyguard in black came in and headed straight for Shen You’an without a word.

Cui Jie, seeing things get out of hand, quickly stood in front of Shen You’an: "Miss Sun, this is a film set. Please have some respect. Causing a scene is not good for anyone...."

The bodyguard grabbed Cui Jie’s collar and tossed him aside.

Just as the bodyguard was about to grab Shen You’an, Liu Runxi rushed out, raising a hand to block the incoming attack.

The bodyguard snorted coldly: "Overestimating yourself."

The difference in their builds was obvious—one robust and strong, the other tall and thin—anyone would think the bodyguard could knock the youth flying with one punch.

However, to everyone’s surprise, the youth caught the bodyguard’s arm in a counter move, pulled and twisted it, and with a "crack," before the bodyguard could react, he was caught by the shoulder, spun around, and kicked in the abdomen, being sent flying.

Seeing as he was about to crash into Sun Qianqian, Sun Qianqian was stunned, hastily pulled back by her quick-witted assistant, allowing the bodyguard to barely miss her and hit the ground.

The place fell silent, quiet enough to hear a pin drop, except for the bodyguard’s groans of pain.

Zhao Bingbing looked at the tall, elegant youth with starry eyes. Despite his cultured and refined appearance, the neat skills he had just displayed were truly surprising.

This wasn’t just showy moves, but real skills.

Shen You’an watched the youth’s back in front of her, his narrow shoulders seemingly like a towering mountain, shielding her from all trouble.

He was fulfilling the promise he once made to her through his actions.

Sun Qianqian hurriedly retreated, staring at the youth in disbelief.

"You... you’re all in trouble, don’t think you can escape."

The youth’s cold gaze was as sharp as icicles, making Sun Qianqian’s scalp tingle, prompting her to hastily flee.

Upon exiting the tent, she immediately called her sugar daddy, and a grumpy male voice came through the phone: "What do you want? I’m in a meeting."

Sun Qianqian complained tearfully: "Mr. Zhang, someone bullied me... please stand up for me."

It had to be said, Sun Qianqian looked beautiful and had a pleasant voice—even her tears invoked pity, and she was adept at using them.

"Who dares to bully you with that temper of yours? Are you sure you didn’t misunderstand something?"

Sun Qianqian cursed silently in her heart but could only coax him sweetly.

In the makeup room, Liu Runxi turned to look at Shen You’an, glancing her over: "Are you alright?"

Shen You’an gently shook her head.

Cui Jie, rubbing his backside, walked over with a worried face: "It’s over, it’s over. You all better leave now before Sun Qianqian brings people over. It’s all my fault for bringing you into this mess."

Gao Yuyue rubbed her neck and said generously: "Don’t worry, she has her backers, and we have ours."

With that, she glanced smilingly at Yan Lu beside her.

Yan Lu gave a slight cough, looking everywhere but at Gao Yuyue.

If her uncle and grandmother knew she had sneaked into the set, they’d definitely break her legs.

Cai Ling, deep in thought, signaled to Cui Jie with a look.

Cui Jie quickly said: "Oh my, you don’t know who Sun Qianqian’s backer is, do you? You’re familiar with Jin City Group, right?"

Gao Yuyue sneered: "Never heard of it."

Yan Lu said: "A publicly listed real estate group in Chunzhou, very prestigious locally."