Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

The man simply nodded slightly, took the book, and then, guided by the organizer, sat down in a spot next to the signing table.

From then on, the atmosphere of the entire autograph session became somewhat different because of this man's presence.

The organizers' staff became busier and more attentive, frequently coming over to ask the men if they needed anything, their attitude almost humble.

The fans at the scene were all speculating about the man's identity, and whispers spread through the crowd.

"Who is he? Why are the organizers treating him so respectfully?"

"He looks so imposing, could he be some mysterious big shot?"

"Maybe it's a senior executive from the publishing house who came specifically to inspect this book signing event."

Various speculations arose, and Sui Si unknowingly began to regard this man as an important figure in the event.

While signing autographs, he would occasionally glance in the man's direction, hoping to gain his approval and praise.

Whenever their eyes met, Sui Si would smile, while the man would simply look at him with interest, without any other expression.

Ran Cang stood below the stage, watching all of this, his heart filled with doubt.

She always felt there was something strange about this man that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

But seeing how much her brother valued her and how respectful the organizers were, she didn't think much of it and just silently prayed that the autograph session would go smoothly.

As time went on, the book signing event drew to a close.

One by one, the fans received Sui Si's autograph and left the venue satisfied.

Sui Si finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to tidy up the items on the table.

At this moment, the man, accompanied by the person in charge of the event, walked up to Sui Si again.

The man nodded slightly and said, "You've worked hard today."

Sui Si quickly replied with a smile, "It's no trouble at all. It's my honor to have your support."

I hope to receive your guidance again in the future.

The man said nothing more, turned around, and left the venue under the escort of the organizer.

After the autograph session, Sui Si and Ran Cang, accompanied by their assistants, left the venue, tired but happy.

Along the way, Sui Si was still discussing the autograph session with his assistant, recalling the fans' enthusiasm, and feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

Back home, as Sui Si was sharing the day's interesting events with Ran Cang, his phone suddenly rang.

He picked up his phone and saw that it was a call from the person in charge of the event organizer.

Sui Si answered the phone and said with a smile, "Thanks to your arrangements, the book signing was a great success today."

However, what came through the phone was the anxious yet slightly apologetic voice of the organizer:

"Teacher Sui, I'm so sorry!"

Our leader was unable to attend the book signing event today due to an unexpected company emergency.

I just learned that the gentleman you met today is not our leader, and we don't know who he is!

I'm so sorry, this has caused you some misunderstanding!

Sui Si's hand holding the phone froze in mid-air, and the smile on his face instantly vanished.

He felt his mind go blank, his ears were ringing, and he could barely hear what the other person was saying next.

Seeing Sui Si's sudden change in expression, Ran Cang quickly approached and asked with concern:

"Brother, what's wrong? What happened?"

Sui Si slowly put down his phone, looked at Ran Cang with a blank expression, and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Ayu, I...I mistook you for someone else."

The man I mistook for a leader from the event organizers today wasn't a leader at all; none of us knew who he was.

Ran Cang's eyes widened in surprise as he exclaimed:

"Huh? How could this happen? But the organizers' attitude at the time..."

Sui Si shook his head with a wry smile, his heart filled with frustration and embarrassment.

He recalled all the attention and arrogance he had shown towards that man during the entire book signing, and felt his face burning. He wished he could disappear into the ground.

"It's all my fault for being too presumptuous. Seeing the organizer's attitude, I assumed he was the leader."

They said so many things they shouldn't have said and did so many stupid things.

That's so embarrassing!

Sui Si said remorsefully, holding his head in his hands and leaning back on the sofa.

Ran Cang quickly sat down beside him, gently patting his back to comfort him:

"Brother, you can't entirely blame yourself for this."

The organizer's behavior at the time was indeed easy to misunderstand.

Besides, it's not a big deal. Maybe the man just happened to be interested in my brother's book and that's why he asked for an autograph.

Don't take it too hard.

Sui Si raised his head and looked into Ran Cang's concerned eyes, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

He forced a smile and said, "That's the only way to think about it."

Hopefully, this matter won't have any negative consequences.

However, what Sui Si didn't expect was that the next day, photos of him and that mysterious man at the autograph session began to circulate online.

In the photo, the man has a stern expression, while Sui Si has a big smile and a respectful attitude.

A flood of speculation and discussion ensued, with netizens guessing the man's identity and some even joking that Sui Si was "clinging to a powerful figure."

Looking at the comments online, Sui Si felt a surge of frustration.

He knew that his blunder would probably become the talk of the town.

Seeing that her brother was unhappy, Ran Cang took the initiative to explain and clarify things for him online.

She posted messages on various social media platforms, explaining the details of the incident and hoping that people would not misunderstand.

Thanks to Ran Cang's efforts, and with the support and explanations of some fans, the online public opinion gradually calmed down.

Sui Si gradually recovered from this embarrassing incident.

He looked at Ran Cang, who was busy taking care of him, and felt deeply moved and warmed.

"Thank goodness you're here, Ayu."

Sui Si leaned back on the sofa armrest, his fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of his phone, where a few photos from the autograph session still lingered on the screen.

The man's smooth profile casts a shadow in the frame, his eyes slightly upturned as he stares intently at the camera.

He suddenly lowered his voice, as if afraid of disturbing something, and spoke:

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but this man's physique and demeanor are somewhat similar to Jun Sui's."

Ran Cang's hand, which was arranging grapes in the fruit plate, suddenly stopped. A few purple grapes rolled off the edge of the porcelain plate and bounced crisply on the coffee table.

"Jun Sui?! Brother-in-law?!"

She almost jumped as she turned around, her hair brushing against the air and creating a gust of wind.

"That can't be right. If it were him, why didn't he come to acknowledge you? You two back then..."

Her words abruptly stopped as she noticed the shadow cast by her brother's eyelashes under his eyes when he lowered them, and she suddenly realized that this topic was like a thorn stuck in her flesh.

Sui Si reached out and caught the grapes that rolled to the edge of the table. His fingertips touched the cool skin, but he remembered the warmth of Jun Sui's palm many years ago.

"I don't know, it's just a guess."

He gently scraped the grape skin with his fingernail, and the juice seeped out, leaving a light purple mark.

"However, it's also possible that someone else used a drug to conceal their identity. Do you remember those pills that were being sold at high prices on social media before?"

Ran Cang knelt on the other side of the sofa, the ends of her hair falling onto Sui Si's knees.

As she rested her chin on her hand in thought, the pearls on her earrings swayed gently.

“Oh, that’s right.

After all, I have memories, so there's no way he wouldn't have them too.

Suddenly remembering something, he looked up sharply, his hair brushing against the back of Sui Si's hand.

"Could there be some hidden reason? Or..."

She lowered her voice, "Were you threatened?"

Sui Si: "..."

"Have you been watching too many melodramatic TV dramas? Have you forgotten who Jun Sui is?"

The air suddenly became quiet, with only the ticking of the wall clock.

Sui Si gazed at the darkening sky outside the window, the sunset casting a blood-red hue on the glass.

He recalled the touch of the man's trench coat hem brushing against the back of his hand as the man turned around at the book signing—the temperature of that coat overlapped with the temperature of Jun Sui's coat in his memory.

"Overall, I hope all of this is just me overthinking it."