Chapter 72: Surrounded at the Airport

Chapter 72: Surrounded at the Airport

The next day, An Wen was awakened by the ringing of her phone. Song Jia asked her to open the door, so An Wen drowsily slipped on her shoes and went to answer it.

Jiang Shiyu and Song Jia entered, with the latter asking, "What's so urgent that we have to leave this morning? Didn’t you say you wanted to go shopping with Ye Xiaoxing?"

An Wen sat at her vanity, propping her face in her hands as she dozed off again.

"An Wen, wake up. Brush your teeth and wash your face—we need to catch our flight," Jiang Shiyu urged while helping her pack.

Still half-asleep, An Wen went to freshen up. After finishing, she returned to her vanity to apply her skincare. Seeing that she was more alert now, Song Jia said, "An Wen, I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"The bad news," An Wen replied.

"The bad news is that I barely slept last night because advertisers kept calling me," Song Jia said.

Jiang Shiyu chimed in, "You’ve worked hard, Sister Song. No wonder your eyes are puffy."

"And the good news?" An Wen turned to ask.

"I haven’t accepted any endorsements for you yet because I was waiting for a major one. Last night, Lan Ting called me," Song Jia announced.

"Lan Ting? The top domestic cosmetics brand? Why would they contact us?" An Wen asked, puzzled.

"Did you not go online yesterday?" Song Jia questioned.

Only then did An Wen check her phone. The hashtag An Wen Endorsement was still trending at number two, marked as "boiling."

After catching up on everything, An Wen rested her fair, slender chin on her hand and gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes blinked lightly, enchanting and delicate. Her shallow V-neck pajamas revealed snow-white, flawless skin.

"Ah…" An Wen sighed softly.

As an actress who had long relied on her skills, she suddenly realized that the things she once struggled to obtain were now coming to her effortlessly.

It left her feeling somewhat conflicted.

"This damned looks-obsessed world…" An Wen muttered helplessly.

Song Jia: "…" Did I just hear that correctly?

Jiang Shiyu: "…" From An Wen’s sigh and expression, she already knew what her boss was thinking.

Jiang Shiyu, hold it in! She’s your employer.

Afraid of being caught by Chu Qichen, An Wen quickly got ready and headed to the airport.

Thanks to yesterday’s livestream and variety show recording, An Wen had trended multiple times on Country N's Network, gaining significant fame.

Even with a hat and sunglasses at the airport, she was recognized. The people of Country N were exceptionally excited to see her.

In her hurry to leave the hotel, An Wen had only applied basic skincare and was completely bare-faced—yet her complexion was flawless, like polished jade. Once spotted, she stopped hiding, removing her hat and sunglasses to greet fans with a smile.

Her stunning peach-blossom eyes, delicate nose, naturally rosy lips, and perfectly shaped eyebrows made her appearance a true gift from Heavenly Father. Every feature was impeccable, a flawless masterpiece.

An Wen and her team assumed her minor fame was the reason for the attention, so they took a few photos with fans from Country N.

The airport wasn’t crowded in the morning, but after just a few smiles, they found themselves surrounded by fans.

Candid photos of An Wen’s bare-faced beauty, taken by passersby, soon trended on Country N’s social media. Alongside it, the hashtag An Wen Surrounded at Airport also climbed the rankings.

Someone took screenshots of the Hot Search on Country N's Network, along with bare-faced photos of An Wen and the video of her being swarmed, and shared them domestically, causing another sensation on Hua Network.

[How can An Wen, as a female celebrity, go out with only her assistant and manager? She looks so pitiful being squeezed like that.]

[Is An Wen this famous in Country N?]

[Hahaha, they might not necessarily be fans. Country N is obsessed with plastic surgery, so they’re probably just curious seeing such a top-tier natural beauty.]

[I don’t understand N language, but the girls in Country N in the video seem so excited—they practically want to hug An Wen.]

[Hahaha, the girls in Country N are really going wild.]

[An Wen looks so pitiful—this must be her first time dealing with this kind of chaos.]

[That little look in An Wen’s eyes makes me want to protect her.]

[This kind of crowding is wrong—it disrupts airport order.]

[People in Country N seem to genuinely adore An Wen; the comments are all praise.]

[Who wouldn’t love a natural beauty?]

[Honestly, An Wen’s face is flawless—her looks are beyond criticism.]

[Heavenly Father (crying emoji), just let me live with this face for one day, even just one day!]

[What caught my attention is how beautiful An Wen still looks even when she’s scared.]

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No one expected An Wen to have this level of popularity in Country N.

Not even An Wen herself expected it.

The crowd surged forward, with Sister Song and the other assistant desperately trying to shield her. Fortunately, most of those pushing in were girls, or things could have gotten much worse.

Even more terrifying, many of An Wen’s hidden fans in Country N were rushing to the airport, which eventually descended into complete chaos.

An Wen regretted coming to the airport so early. No wonder, when she used to watch videos of other celebrities at airports, they always walked through with cold expressions.

You really can’t smile in public—it leads to disaster.

In the end, An Wen and her team had to be rescued by airport staff. Once on the airplane, Sister Song smoothed her disheveled hair and said seriously, "After we return, I’ll have the company assign you bodyguards."

"Sister Song, you should’ve done that a long time ago," Jiang Shiyu said as she tied up her hair.

Sister Song sighed. "An Wen doesn’t have a single released work or endorsement yet. Who could’ve predicted she’d have this kind of popularity?"

Honestly, even Sister Song was shocked.

The last artist she managed had his peak popularity moments at airports too, but his fame came from his works. Someone like An Wen, who could stir up such a frenzy purely with her face—she’d never seen anything like it.

Having managed talented actors for so long, An Wen couldn’t be handled with the usual approach.

"An Wen, you weren’t hurt, were you?" Song Jia asked once she’d composed herself.

An Wen was lying on her side at the moment, so Song Jia could only see her fair, jade-like neck, her long hair tucked behind a delicate, adorable ear.

Even like this, she was a vision of beauty.

"No, Sister Song, don’t worry," An Wen replied, though she didn’t turn her head.

"What’s wrong?" Song Jia thought something might have happened and tried to check on her.

Jiang Shiyu stopped her, sighing helplessly. "She’s just having her daily crisis over being too beautiful."

Song Jia nodded, pleased. "That’s for the best. Keeping a pure heart amidst vanity, treating beauty like dirt."

With such talent and this kind of mindset, Song Jia felt she’d truly found a gem.

Treat beauty like dirt? Jiang Shiyu barely held back her sarcasm.

An Wen's favorite thing was admiring her face in the mirror and praising her own beauty.

Yet why did An Wen always fret over her beauty? Jiang Shiyu found this utterly perplexing.

At the Lu family villa, Lu Man'er seethed with resentment as she browsed the online praises for An Wen. She had gone through so much effort to join this production—all that admiration and popularity should have been hers.