Stand-in Exit, Tycoon Boss Anxious Crazy

Xiang-Nuan couldn't stop crying. It was strange; every rising star in the entertainment circle had to wade through scandals. She had faced so many storms and thought she was mentally prepared.

She thought she was used to the harsh comments online.

But today, it seemed she wasn't. The moment she heard Shen Yanshi's voice, she felt incredibly wronged, as if she were the most aggrieved person in the world.

Ten minutes later, a Rolls-Royce stopped beside the business car.

Shen Yanshi opened the car door and got out, striding over. The driver quickly opened the door, and Shen Yanshi, holding the car's roof, leaned inside. He saw Xiang-Nuan sitting in the car with red eyes, tears still wet on her face.

The visibility wasn't great at night, and the car's lights were off. Only a faint streetlight shone in, making it hard to see her face clearly, but her misty eyes were particularly striking, the tears reflecting light and stabbing at his heart.

She was still sobbing, stubbornly wiping her tears with the back of her hand, her porcelain-white face rubbed red from wiping so many times.

"Why are you here so fast?"

His initial anger seemed to dissipate instantly: "You think I could take my time when you're crying like this?"

She was taken aback, looking at his deep-set eyes, her lips pouting in grievance.

He couldn't stand seeing her like this. It pained him to the core, making him want to tear those bastards to pieces, but he still tried to comfort her awkwardly.

"Look at you, crying over such a small matter."

Suddenly, Xiang-Nuan leaned forward, hugging him, her wet face pressing against his chest, clutching his suit jacket, unable to speak through her sobs.