“Yeah.” The nanny nodded her head and continued, “Now you look like an 18-year-old young lady, Miss Yan.”
Yan Huan could not help but laugh. “Oh please, what young lady? I’m a 26-year-old married woman who will turn 30 soon. Women will age faster once we are over 30 years old. Do you think Lu Yi will be able to recognize me if he saw me in such a condition?”
“He will,” the nanny nodded again promptly. “Mr. Lu has incredible eyes and he has the ability to see through anything, so he will definitely be able to recognize you no matter how hard you try to disguise yourself.”
“Right, how could I forget, he definitely can recognize me. He won’t forget about me.”
She touched her face, putting on the mask happily and getting ready to head out.
Meanwhile, the nanny stood behind Yan Huan and felt sorry for her. Everyone would have thought that she was going to meet her lover. Well, she was indeed meeting her lover, but to be precise, she was going to visit an ice-cold gravestone.
Yan Huan got off the car and stepped into a flower shop.
“I’d like to have this please,” she requested as she pointed at a bunch of plain chrysanthemums.
“Miss, this flower is for mourning purposes,” the florist explained attentively.
“Yeah, I’ll take it.” Yan Huan took out her purse and handed the money to the florist. However, some of her fingers were numb from frostbite. It was quite a pity that such a lovely hand was a victim to frostbite.
“Here you go.” The florist handed the flowers to Yan Huan.
“Thank you.” Yan Huan held the flowers carefully in her arms as she walked out. It was quite windy out there, the wind tugging viciously at her coat, going as far as to snatch her scarf and tossing it onto the floor.
She held the flowers in one arm and bent down to retrieve the scarf with her other hand.
Out of nowhere, a hand reached for the scarf on the floor before she could and picked it up.
“Miss, your scarf,” the florist quickly handed the scarf to Yan Huan.
“Thank you.” Yan Huan smiled as she accepted the scarf and wrapped it around her neck.
The florist suddenly stared at Yan Huan as her mouth fell open. “E-excuse me…” She stuttered. She could not even say a complete sentence right now. “Are you Yan Huan?”
Yan Huan smiled politely while adjusting her scarf. “Yeah. Do you know me?”
“Oh my god, you’re really Yan Huan!” The florist was excited but she immediately covered her mouth self-consciously. “I’m a big fan, I really love watching your dramas and movies, basically anything that you are involved in. My favourite movie of yours is White Fox, I’ve watched it more than five times in the cinema and even a few times online. I just can’t get enough of it!”
“Umm, also…” She was so excited that she almost jumped into the air. She asked shyly while looking at her fingers, “Can you please give me an autograph?”
“Sure,” Yan Huan agreed with a smile as she set her flowers to the side. She was indeed so gorgeous that even the florist’s heart skipped a beat. She could not hold it back despite the fact that she was a female. Yan Huan was just way too pretty and she was really worthy of being in the top five beauties of Asia. She had such an aura, such elegance and such flawless skin! She truly deserved the title, and the florist would even say that Yan Huan deserved to be the top in Asia.
She quickly ran toward the counter, opened the cabinet and took out a magazine and a pen. Then she ran back.
The photoshoot for the magazine was done right after they finished the filming of White Fox. The magazine sold very well in that period due to the success of White Fox.
She accepted the pen and signed her name on it without hesitation.
“Thank you,” the florist held onto the magazine tightly as she was so reluctant to put it down. This was her first time meeting an idol at such close range. It appeared that Yan Huan was not wearing any makeup, and she was still so beautiful even without it! The florist was about to drown in her idol’s beauty. Oh god, she grasped tightly on her shirt. I would not be able to fall asleep tonight.
“Is it okay if I take a picture with you? Please?” she asked carefully while biting her fingers anxiously. She was afraid that Yan Huan would reject that request as it was rumored that some celebrities disliked taking photos with others. She did not know if Yan Huan was one of them.
“Of course,” Yan Huan nodded in agreement. She was not that arrogant, and besides, she was no longer a star now. Hmm, she was probably considered as a has-been at this point. However, she was not the one who could determine whether she was still in fashion or a product of the past, as all of it depended on the judgement of the citizens.
The florist quickly pulled out her phone and stood beside Yan Huan. She posed with a peace sign as she snapped a series of selfies in the blink of an eye. She was getting more and more excited as she took the photos, and she so close to weeping tears of joy. It’s such a stroke of luck for me today!
She was very lucky indeed. These selfies were so priceless that she would definitely get a lot of likes if she was to publish them on her social media.
Yan Huan adjusted her scarf again before picking up her flowers and cradling them to her chest carefully. She was afraid that she might ruin them. Although she was smiling, the way her eyelashes were lowered seemed to give off a sense of grief.
“Miss Yan, are you going to visit Mr. Lu?” The florist asked tentatively. Everyone knew that Yan Huan’s husband had died in the flood two years ago. This might be the main reason why Yan Huan rarely appeared on the screen anymore.
“Yeah.” Yan Huan did not hide it. Some people might be able to let go of their grief and move on with their life, but she could not find it in herself to do the same.
“I’m going to visit him.” She then moved the flower bouquet in front of her face. The flower petals were slightly cold as they brushed against her face, like the early spring breeze.
She started to walk away from the florist. She was so skinny that it seemed like she could be blown away easily by the wind. However, she kept her back straight all the time, as though there was nothing in this world that could ever bring her down.
The florist took a few photos of Yan Huan’s back and published it on her social media.
“Who said that the best actress Yan Huan is pregnant? She had just bought flowers to visit her late husband. Some feelings will never fade away, regardless of distance or death, and I think I’ve started to believe in love again.”
She added a few more photos after that caption.
The best actress, Yan Huan, was still as beautiful as ever. She was not wearing any makeup yet she seemed so soft and gentle when she was talking about her husband. Her eyes were watery and her pain was clearly visible underneath her eyelashes.
These photos were posted online.
Before this, hateful rumors had been circulating on the internet that claimed that Yan Huan was pregnant and the biological father of the child was unknown. Some were questioning whether Yan Huan had conceived a ghost fetus as her husband had died two years ago. How could she even get pregnant?
In short, there were all sorts of comments, including blessings, curses and even some very hurtful vitriol that was posted by professional keyboard warriors.
