The screams and shrieks became even more deafening after the arrival of all the celebrities one after another. Everyone was so excited and caught up in the moment that they kept on screaming and shrieking even when they didn’t have any idea who the next people arriving on the red carpet were.
Qiao Yu, Iris’ financial manager.
“Kyaaaaaaaah!”
Lin Yehan and Yu Mo.
“More handsome guys! OMG!”
Long Tengfei, Yang Jiahui and Meimei.
“Aaaaaaah! It’s Boss Iris’ Father!”
“Comrades, Boss’ family has come! Let’s give them a warm welcome!”
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!”
Grandma Li escorted by Wang Yingjie.
Huang Yuyan escorted by Jin Chonglin.
“He’s here! Our Royal Prince has arrived!!! So handsome as always!!!”
“PRINCE LIN LIN, WE LOVE YOU!!!”
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!”
“Who’s that pretty lady he’s escorting?! Don’t tell me they’re dating! I’m gonna cry!”
“Dumbass! That’s his mother!”
“Huh, what?!! No way! She looks so young!”
“Yeah, that’s why the Jin brothers have such great genes! That pretty lady who looks young is Prince Lin Lin’s mother. She’s our Queen Mother! And the beautiful and elegant elder lady who walked before them and was escorted by that aloof man is Prince Lin Lin’s grandmother. She’s the Old Dowager Queen!”
As one of the main attractions of the event, Jin Chonglin spent a longer time on the red carpet interacting with the fans and reporters compared to the other celebrities who arrived before him. The fans and the reporters couldn’t get enough of him. They didn’t want to let him go.
After asking about his endorsement for Orchidia Beauty, the grand launch itself, and his latest work, the reporters shifted to another topic.
“Jin Chonglin, what are your thoughts about the engagement between your brother and Iris Long?”
“I approve of it,” he replied. “Junior Iris is a great match for my brother. They’re too in sync with each other that it’s unbelievable. All I can say is that they must be true soul mates.”
The reporter turned to Huang Yuyan who was standing quietly beside her son. “How about you, Madam? What do you think about your son’s engagement to Iris Long? Do you approve of her as your future daughter-in-law?”
Jin Chonglin’s pleasant expression darkened and became sharp. The change wasn’t too noticeable, but the reporter felt an aggressive aura coming from him all of a sudden. Jin Chonglin shifted his body a little and assumed a protective position around his mother. He was usually more than happy to grant interviews but that didn’t extend to when reporters started bothering his family.
Huang Yuyan tightened her hold on her son’s arm but a determined expression appeared on her face. She smiled warmly, albeit shyly.
“I agree with what my son Chonglin said. I also think that dear Xiu—Iris is perfect for my eldest son. So yes… I approve of their relationship and can’t wait for them to marry. I’m looking forward for Iris to become my official daughter-in-law,” she replied.
The reporters’ eyes lit up after hearing her answer. It also caught the attention of the other reporters. It seemed that everyone was straining their ears to hear this particular interview despite all the noise on the red carpet and from the fans. The reporter was about to ask Huang Yuyan another question but Jin Chonglin blocked him.
“Thanks, bro,” he said, flashing the reporter with his killer smile. He was already pulling his mother away. “Let’s continue this next time.”
Wang Yingjie ended up escorting the two Jin Madams. Everyone wanted to hear the two Jin Madams’ opinions on Jin Liwei and Iris Long’s relationship. After saying that they approved of it, Wang Yingjie took the two madams away from the red carpet, ignoring the reporters’ requests for more in-depth interviews.
The three left Jin Chonglin to deal with the media by himself. He was used to it, anyway. Then they entered the convention centre.
“This is Orchidia Beauty’s official launch. Let’s focus on that, shall we?” Jin Chonglin suggested to the reporters who kept on asking him about his brother and Iris.
He was interrupted by another wave of loud screaming and shrieking from the fans behind the barricades. He wondered who arrived on the red carpet to induce such excited reactions from the crowd. But before he could turn his head to see, he already knew who it was after hearing a familiar loud and booming voice.
A sprightly old man with a perfectly groomed white mustache walked the red carpet. His wise eyes twinkled with amusement as he looked at the banners bearing his grandson’s name and image.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaah! It’s Lu Zihao! OMG! That scar on his face is soooo sexy!”
“Hunter, oh Hunter! You’re a predator and I’m your prey! Feel free to shoot me with your arrow of love! Kyaaaaaaaah!”
“Aaaaaah! I’m gonna faint! He’s too HOT!!!”
Grandpa Lu burst into laughter, his voice boomed loud and clear, when he heard what the crowd was screaming.
Beside him, Lu Zihao maintained a roguish but neutral expression. A slight devilish smile lifted the corners of his mouth. At first glance, he appeared happy-go-lucky but his eyes were cold and sharp.
“Why are you not saying anything, boy?! What do you think about all of these people screaming for you? Is your head getting bigger? Are you getting full of yourself? I want to know!”
Lu Zihao ignored the old man’s annoying questions and the noisy crowd—such a bother. Instead, he focused on scanning his surroundings and making sure that everything was safe before the arrival of his sister on the red carpet.
“Hmph! Your beloved grandpa won’t allow you to become full of yourself! If your head becomes too big for your own good, this old man will smack your butt like when you were still a naughty little boy!”
Lu Zihao inwardly rolled his eyes. He didn’t notice that something warm, sweet and slightly sad filled him inside after hearing what the old man said.
“Grandpa, I don’t care about them. I’m not like my little sister who’s a celebrity,” he said in a breezy tone.
“Good! Very good! That’s my boy! You really are this old man’s beloved baby grandson! Bahahaha!” Grandpa Lu “patted” his grandson’s back.
The loud thumps made some of the surrounding people wince and look at Lu Zihao with worry. However, Lu Zihao remained unaffected as if the old man’s heavy “pats” were nothing but feathers.
