The smug expressions on the faces of Aisha's manager and assistant also froze.
Their gazes slowly moved upward, finally landing on the signs held by the fans.
——Ruan Qi.
The signs had these two words written in different languages.
So... these fans were not here to greet Aisha but that Ruan Qi?
They mistook the fans!
Realizing this, Aisha's team fell into an awkward silence.
All the staff cautiously looked at Aisha, whose face had turned from prideful to pitch black.
She pressed her lips together, her face dark as she looked at the orderly fans outside the airport. Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted past her.
Instinctively turning her head, she saw a girl with a bare face yet strikingly beautiful appearance, smiling as she lightly jogged towards the terminal exit.
And at the same time, the fans erupted into even more enthusiastic screams.
"Soft Treasure! Ahhhhh, Soft Treasure is running towards me!!!"
