The VIP guest list

After being given the signed photo, he flashed a smile. "Movie queen Lihua, can we exchange private contact numbers?"

Lin Lihua frowned. Still flirting? "Sorry, I don't give my contact number to strangers."

"But I'm not a stranger. I'm your most loyal fan."

"Not even to my fans."

"Then take mine. Who knows, it might become your lucky number some day." He took out a business card and stuck it out to her.

Lin Lihua: "…"

Why don't you just vanish?

Seeing that she was unwilling, Henry Blanc let her off. What was the rush for? He still had enough time to chase his queen.

Lin Lihua ignored him and walked back to the rest of the group. She sat next to Wan Jia. Of course, a certain diehard fan sat next to her like it was the most natural thing to do.

Wan Jia looked at her naughtily and feigned surprise and worry. "Sis, do you have a fever? Why is your face and neck so flushed?"

Everyone burst into laughter, including Lu Aotian.