Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 286: Chapter 283: The Man Who Protects Her!

Speaking of which, Lu Xiao went in first with the stuff in hand.

Wen Xian was bewildered. He, he’s staying over just like that?

Cheng Dongyuan watched the two enter and immediately felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Meanwhile.

The hall inside the farmhouse was spacious and sunny with a pleasant environment.

In the backyard, a whole lamb was roasting, its golden surface dripping with oil, wafting over waves of meaty aroma.

However, it wasn’t just them there.

Aside from the crew, there were others, some tourists or perhaps local businesses and companies, there for team-building events.

As soon as Wen Xian walked in, someone spotted her right away.

Instantly, a girl nudged the person next to her and whispered:

“Look, isn’t that Wen Xian? What’s she doing here?”

“No offense, but she has the nerve to go out? Isn’t she afraid of getting beaten up?”

The two chatted and couldn’t help but sneakily take out their phones, ready to snap a picture.

But the snap came with the flash unturned off, momentarily blinding Wen Xian.

Being a celebrity, she was already sensitive to cameras, let alone such blatant attempts to photograph her.

Wen Xian looked straight in their direction.

Sure enough, she saw a young girl hurriedly hiding her phone, eyes flitting about, looking somewhat guilty.

Wen Xian frowned.

After a moment of silence, she turned and walked straight towards them.

On a normal day, she might have let it go, but not today.

Lu Xiao had just walked in front of her. If the girl had caught him in her photo, that would be problematic.

It seemed like a company was there for team-building, a mix of men and women, around seven or eight people.

At that moment, watching Wen Xian walk over, each one froze after realizing what was happening, their eyes wide in astonishment.

“You, aren’t you that Wen, Wen–”

A man struggled to speak as he looked at her in shock.

My god, she’s even more beautiful than on TV!

Wen Xian simply looked at them and smiled faintly, then fixed her gaze on the two women and said:

“Excuse me, could you please take out your phones and delete the pictures you just took?”

As she said this, everyone’s eyes turned to the two women.

The girl who had taken the photo stiffened for a moment and then, with a slightly embarrassed chuckle said, “I, I didn’t take any.”

Wen Xian chuckled at this response and, without being forceful, simply extended her hand towards her: “Let’s have a look, to see if you did or didn’t.”

Clearly feeling awkward, the girl knew it was improper to have tried to take a photo of someone else, yet she didn’t want to admit it.

Another woman beside her suddenly looked at Wen Xian, her expression changing slightly as she said:

“I mean, even if we did take a photo, what of it? You’re a big star who gets filmed on TV all the time anyway.”

She paused, then frowned at her, the disgust no longer hidden in her eyes:

“You really think you’re something, don’t you? Look at the state you’re in now, the internet is full of people cursing you, you never know a person’s true face, playing different cards in public and in private. What are you pretending to be here!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the place went silent.

Everyone was stunned, exchanging shocked looks in utter silence.

And Wen Xian just stood there, listening to those words, motionless.

She stood straight, her back rigid; nobody could tell what she was thinking.

But the air around her grew sharp and piercing.

At that moment–

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