Let's Divorce As Agreed

Gu Huanhuan was led through the crowd by the event staff and onto the stage.

Today, she was attending the opening ceremony of a shopping mall. Although Gu Huanhuan wasn’t particularly fond of such events and preferred to focus entirely on her acting career, she couldn’t refuse the company’s arrangement. After all, the company had its reasons.

Despite her reservations, Gu Huanhuan was genuinely happy to see the fans who had come from afar to see her. Their dedication touched her.

As the event began, the host introduced the main management personnel of the mall and highlighted some of the mall’s features before introducing Gu Huanhuan.

“Today, we are fortunate to have Huanzi with us. It’s truly our lucky day. Let’s give her a warm welcome,” the host said enthusiastically, showcasing his excellent oratory skills.

“Hello, host. Hello, everyone. Thank you all for coming. It’s an honor to meet you all…” Gu Huanhuan said. She was quite familiar with such occasions and spoke confidently, without a hint of stage fright.

The fans’ enthusiasm was palpable, with many shouting, “Huanzi, I love you!” and “Huanzi, you’re my goddess!”

…

Huanzi smiled and waved to the crowd. The host, sensing the excitement from the fans, spoke up, “Alright, everyone, let’s quiet down a bit. It’s time for our Q&A session.”

The crowd instantly hushed. “Who has a question for our goddess?” the host asked.

“I do!” A young girl confidently stepped forward. “Huanzi, when will you start filming your next movie? Will it be another youth romance drama?”

“Nothing is set yet. I’m still looking for the right script. Personally, I hope to try different roles and not get typecast,” Gu Huanhuan explained.

“Huanzi, do you have a boyfriend?” a sudden voice called out. Gu Huanhuan was momentarily taken aback by the question.

“No,” she answered without hesitation.

“What type do you like?” someone quickly followed up.

Everyone fell silent, eager to hear her response.

“Hmm, someone refined and responsible, with long, well-defined fingers,” Gu Huanhuan answered after a brief pause.

For some reason, as she spoke, an image of Wen Chi popped into her mind. It seemed like she was describing him.

“Wow, Huanzi is into hands!” a fan exclaimed.

Gu Huanhuan laughed. “But I haven’t met anyone like that yet. Hopefully, love will come around the corner.”

The crowd erupted into excitement. Sister Gao, in the audience, looked exasperated.

This girl was too naive. She answered everything honestly without considering the consequences. Public figures shouldn’t do that.

Sister Gao could already imagine tomorrow’s headlines. “Huanzi Wants to Fall in Love” and “Huanzi Is a Hand Enthusiast?”

Now, she would have to clean up the aftermath again. What a headache.

As the event drew to a close, Gu Huanhuan prepared to leave. Suddenly, the crowd behind her surged forward, causing her to stumble and twist her ankle.

Ouch…

A sharp pain shot through her ankle. Gu Huanhuan’s face contorted with pain, her forehead beading with sweat, and her complexion turned pale.

“Sister Gao, I… I think I twisted my ankle,” Gu Huanhuan said, wincing in pain.

“What? How could you be so careless? I’ll take you to the hospital right away,” Sister Gao, ever composed in such situations, quickly calmed down.

She hurriedly supported Gu Huanhuan.

Despite the crowded scene, no one seemed to notice her distress.

“I know someone at the hospital. Take me there,” Gu Huanhuan suddenly thought of Wen Chi.