The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Humans are creatures that are afraid of death.

This statement quickly had an effect; the crowd began to disperse and was no longer huddled together as before.

But it's only loosely organized.

Many people wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to desperately try to get close to Su Ran.

The organizers were in a panic.

They never expected that a ghostly voice would generate so much traffic.

Folk music ceremonies usually invite veteran artists whose glorious era mostly dates back to the last century, so there aren't many stories of fans idolizing them, and entertainment reporters aren't interested in their ambiguous scandals.

Therefore, public order and security measures are very simple.

However, the address of the Folk Music Festival was leaked, and countless reporters, fans, and onlookers flocked to the scene, causing public disorder.

Zhong Jue quickly arrived with his men.

He looked at the chaotic scene, his face grim.

Following behind were An Yecheng and his group, who felt very uneasy looking at the huge crowd.

"Immediately evacuate all those people and take good care of Guiyin. Make sure she doesn't get hurt in the slightest!" Zhong Jue ordered.

"Ok!"

Watching the crowd gradually disperse, Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief. She let go of Li Yu and tried to pinch her brow with her slender fingers, but touched the mask on her face, so she could only pinch the soft little butterfly instead.

"Teacher Guiyin, are you alright?" Li Yu asked worriedly after catching his breath.

"I'm fine," Su Ran said, shaking her head.

If she weren't worried about causing trouble, she really wanted to punch the entertainment reporter who was closest to her and feeding her the microphone.

"A ghostly voice!" This sound came from Zhong Jue.

He ran over from a distance, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Ran's shoulders, his peach blossom eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe.

Seeing that her clothes and hair were just a little messy and there was nothing else wrong, I breathed a sigh of relief.

He said seriously, "It seems I'll have to come along on the next trip."

it is good. "

Su Ran shrugged and quietly pulled away from those burning hands.

"It'll be fine once the hype dies down." She doesn't think this wave of attention will last too long.

An Yecheng approached without anyone noticing.

He subtly pulled Zhong Jue away, and before Zhong Jue could cast a puzzled look at him, he calmly said:

"Let's think about how to get back first. Zhong Jue, you drive Guiyin's van to attract the reporters' attention and make them think that Guiyin has left. I'll take this opportunity to send Guiyin home."

Zhong Jue, without suspecting anything, nodded and said, "Alright, Li Yu, come with me!"

The scene was quickly cleaned up.

The organizers apologized while hurriedly getting Su Ran into the car.

Zhong Jue drove a long way, leaving a trail of tails behind.

An Yecheng drove Su Ran through the road without any obstacles.

Neither of the two people in the car spoke, except for Little Butterfly, who clung to the steering wheel and pretended to be driving.

The man's sharp eyes glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Su Ran's eyes, hidden behind her black butterfly mask, gazing quietly out the window, exuding an aura of tranquility and aloofness.

The Su Ran dressed in ghostly attire at this moment was different from the Su Ran we usually saw.

It possesses an aura of superiority, mystery, elegance, and subservience.

Her jade-like hands rested motionless on her lap, the alluring pink of her fingertips like a layer of fine rouge; the slightest movement of her fingertips revealed their exquisite beauty.

She sat beside him, much like a fragrant snack placed beside him when he was hungry.

"What are you thinking about?"

His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes darkened, and he silently berated himself, thinking that it wasn't the right time yet, she was still too young.

"Mr. An."

Her voice was soft and her tone respectful, "Why did you drive me here yourself?"

This was the first time she met him as Ghost Voice.

“I appreciate it,” he said, uttering just two words.

Suddenly, the little butterfly fell off the steering wheel. Su Ran momentarily forgot that the little butterfly could fly, and hurriedly leaned down to catch it.

The cool fragrance wasn't strong, but it filled An Yecheng's nostrils, causing him to lose his composure and want to blurt out things he shouldn't have said.

Damn, he almost lost control!

“I am very—” then changed the subject, “I am Yu Ran’s boss, and you are currently Yu Ran’s rising star. It is only right that I take care of you. Don’t overthink it.”

An Yecheng's cold expression almost shattered. He felt as if something sharp was stabbing into his heart, dense and numerous, not painful, but sending shivers down his spine.

His intuition told him that if he broke the ice, Su Ran would definitely choose to stay away.

The Maybach turned a corner, and Su Ran's body leaned forward, eventually pressing against the back of the seat due to the recoil.

"We've arrived, get off the bus," he said.

Outside the car window was the apartment that Yu Ran had arranged for Gui Yin.

Most of the people coming and going here are celebrities and stars. It's very private, so it's not surprising to see popular celebrities here sometimes.

"Thank you, Mr. An," Su Ran said gratefully.

“Ghostly voice.” An Yecheng’s gaze was fixed on Su Ran’s eyes, and his originally cold eyes gradually deepened.

"Is there anything else, Mr. An?" Su Ran lowered her eyes, looking at the man's handsome profile with a puzzled expression, inwardly marveling at how good-looking the company's senior leaders were.

"Next time, don't call me Mr. An."

His tone was flat and unremarkable, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

After saying this, without waiting for Su Ran's reply, An Yecheng turned the car around and left the apartment building.

[There's a problem!] The little butterfly flew into the air, striking a detective's pose.

[Host, does he like you?]

Su Ran touched her masked face and chuckled to herself.

"Stop gossiping. Even if he really likes me, it's no use. When he was in high school, I was still in elementary school."

While driving, An Yecheng never expected that the obstacle he would encounter when he first fell in love would be his age.

****

Photo studio.

"Unqualified! All of them are unqualified!"

Director Yu drove away a bunch of actors who came to audition for the role of Li Ruoxi.

The assistant director sighed.

"You should stop being so picky. If you keep picking, will this show even get filmed? Guiyin is just one scene away from finishing filming her scenes with Li Ruoxi."

Director Yu slammed his fist on the table, looking aggressive.

"I refuse to believe I can't handle that Su Ran!!"

The assistant director was taken aback. "Why are you still thinking about her? She already said she doesn't want to act."

He added, "Have you seen the musical 'King of the World' from Qingcheng Conservatory of Music? It's a hit. Their future career will definitely be on Broadway, not in the film and television industry."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the small flame in Director Yu's heart.

He squatted silently in the corner for a long time.

He stood up and greeted the assistant director, "I'm going to Qingcheng Conservatory of Music. I must meet Su Ran in person."

At this moment, Su Ran was browsing through Tang Shan's novel within the system, her stunningly beautiful face displaying a variety of expressions.