Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 60 "Globally Selected, World-Renowned, Center of the Universe"

“I received everything you gave me. I really love the pink flowers you embroidered. I will cherish and protect them. You don’t need to worry about me. I’m doing very well now. I have the ability to protect myself and the people I cherish. No one can hurt me. You don’t need to worry about me being lonely or afraid of me being alone. I have five brothers and my stepmother with me. They are the best family in the world.”

Fu Siyue looked at Jiang Liwu with tears welling up in his eyes. Jiang Liwu stood behind him and silently placed her palm on his shoulder.

A breeze swept by, very light and gentle, like a hug.

"Forgive me for taking so long to come see you." A white butterfly, seemingly out of nowhere, landed on Fu Siyue's face, catching the tears that were about to fall.

Fu Siyue's throat tightened slightly, his voice dry and low, "Mom, I love you."

The butterfly fluttering its wings seemed to be responding on behalf of Fu's mother; she also loved Fu Siyue, forever.

……

Soon the day to go to Haicheng arrived, and Jiang Liwu boarded the plane with light luggage.

She arrived at her destination in two or three hours, booked a hotel, put her luggage in the hotel, rested for half an hour, and then headed to the venue for the fan meeting.

I was immediately struck by the sheer number of people at Jiang Liwu's place; it was a sea of ​​people, comparable to the peak visitor numbers at Disneyland.

They held up support colors, a clear and bright blue, printed with half-body or full-body photos of Yan Wenyu, some with text, some with patterns, and some simply in blue.

The blue flags merged into a vast, endless blue sea, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

They shouted loudly, "Yan Wenyu, globally renowned selection, world-famous, the center of the universe."

Jiang Liwu looked at the ice cream in her hand, which was also a custom-made blue ice cream. The sun was a bit strong today, and the ice cream melted quickly, dripping some onto Jiang Liwu's hand. She quickly licked the ice cream a few times. To commemorate this moment, she held up the ice cream and took a picture with her phone in her other hand, recording the scene.

Just as she was about to take the second picture, someone suddenly bumped into her hand forcefully, and the phone, which was being held high, fell heavily to the ground.

Because of her natural affinity for Sanzai's fan base, Jiang Liwu was extremely relaxed here, without any guard up. In addition, her hands were slippery from holding ice cream, so she couldn't catch the falling phone in time.

She picked up the phone; thankfully, the screen was still lit, so it should be fine.

Jiang Liwu looked at the person who bumped into her and only saw a thin and cunning figure. He was wearing a gray hooded jacket and a baseball cap, deliberately keeping his head down. He had a bag slung across his body and looked hurried and furtive, not like a fan.

She frowned, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Just as they were about to give chase, a voice rang out from the side.

"Sister Wu?" The question carried a hint of caution.

Jiang Liwu subconsciously looked over and responded with a "Hmm?"

Upon meeting her gaze, several beautiful girls with different styles covered their mouths and screamed excitedly.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

"It really is Sister Wu!!"

"Sister Wu, we are the people in the group who told you we would wait for you."

Jiang Liwu smiled at them in a friendly manner, "I know."

When she arrived at the scene, she stood in a designated spot so that they could easily find her.

Bewitched by her smile, the girls became excited again, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Nobody told me that Sister Wu looks like this. Mom, I saw a fairy."

"Have you ever considered debuting, Sister Wu? How about we set red as our support color? Golden yellow would also be fine."

"Then I'll be Sister Wu's number one fan!!"

"Sister Wu, let us take you inside first. It won't be easy to walk when the main group comes."

Jiang Liwu nodded. "Okay."

Several girls couldn't wait to get close to Jiang Liwu, so they took her arms on either side. Those who couldn't get a spot walked in front and behind her, forming a circle around Jiang Liwu.

"Sister Wu, you smell so good."

"Sister Wu, your hands are so long, slender, and white. Can I touch them?"

"Sister Wu, I feel like I can measure your waist with one hand. Is it 58 or 60?!"

Jiang Liwu smiled helplessly, not knowing what to say, and just looked at them with indulgent affection.

Jiang Liwu already knew this from the group chat; they were a bunch of female hooligans, even more yellow than rapeseed flowers.

They quickly introduced themselves, and they were all a bit older than Jiang Liwu, but they still insisted on calling her "Sister Wu" because "Sister" is a respectful title.

As they pulled her into the venue, Jiang Liwu quickly forgot about the person who had bumped into her.

The group had already informed the staff and were using the less crowded VIP channel.

"By the way, Sister Wu, are you wearing a mask?"

"Masks, should we wear masks?" Jiang Liwu was a little confused, and then belatedly realized that the girls were all wearing masks. She recalled the crowd of fans outside, who all seemed to be wearing masks.

They're all blue.

Several girls nodded in unison, and seeing that Jiang Liwu really didn't know, they explained, "Brother Yu has a very serious case of mysophobia. Even things that are invisible to the naked eye can easily trigger his mental mysophobia. When it flares up, there is a risk of him being sent to the hospital. Everyone is wearing masks voluntarily."

"Send him to the hospital?" Jiang Liwu frowned with worry.

She thought of Wei Xifeng's bipolar disorder and Fu Siyue's headaches. Could it be Yan Wenyu as well?

"Luckily, I brought several masks as spares. Here, Sister Wu, have one."

"Thank you." Jiang Liwu took the mask and put it on. The mask covered her completely, only revealing her handsome, natural eyebrows and a pair of clear, calm eyes that were somewhat alluring and seductive due to her excessively long and upturned eyelashes.

Jiang Liwu didn't have to wait long before she met Yan Wenyu.

He wore a simple, casual white suit with a blue crane embroidered on it. Standing at 1.88 meters tall, he was as tall and elegant as a crane, with a refined and otherworldly air, like a noble young master.

Yan Wenyu has an extremely handsome face with delicate and lustrous fair skin. His facial features are smooth and perfect, as if carved and polished. He is so dazzling on the stage that it is almost dazzling.

The moment he appeared, the entire venue erupted in excitement.

The shouts, as turbulent as a torrent or a tsunami, surged wave after wave, incredibly frenzied.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Yan Wenyu, Yan Wenyu, Yan Wenyu!!!"

"husband!!"

"Yan Wenyu, I love you!!!"

The room suddenly darkened, becoming pitch black. The intense moonlight focused on Yan Wenyu, making even the strands of his hair glow.

Yan Wenyu didn't say much, but sat down at the piano, his long, elegant hands pressing the keys, his fingertips pouring out one beautiful note after another.

The tens of thousands of people present instantly fell silent, their eyes fixed intently on the sole moon in the darkness.