The change came abruptly.
Zhou Yun instinctively turned around, trying to dodge, but a sticky and slippery liquid had already been splashed on her head, neck, and clothes.
"Stay away from my brother! You bitch! Stop leeching off my brother’s popularity!" The young girl, who had just looked cute with a smile, suddenly twisted her facial features and her voice became shrill, as if a knife was scraping across glass, "Next time I see you leeching off my brother’s popularity, it won’t be just tomato juice!"
"Security—" Zhou Lan, noticing the commotion, let out a yell and shouted loudly.
She ran towards Zhou Yun.
The young girl who splashed tomato juice on Zhou Yun’s face turned and ran away.
"Don’t run! Stop right there!" Zhou Lan yelled, attempting to chase after her.
Zhou Yun wiped the tomato juice from her face and hair, expressionless.
The people around were all drawn to the commotion.
Zhou Yun wanted to hide herself, but obviously, that was impossible.
Among the onlookers, some recognized her, gasping softly and buzzing with discussion.
Naturally, some people took out their phones to take photos.
At this moment, Zhou Yun surprisingly found herself exceptionally calm and composed, a tranquility and calmness she hadn’t anticipated herself.
Someone passed her a paper towel.
Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, took it in her hand, and said thank you softly.
She continued to wipe her face and hair.
Zhou Lan did not chase out of the VIP lounge; she turned back to look at the disheveled Zhou Yun, and at this moment, she could not possibly leave Zhou Yun alone here.
Zhou Lan escorted Zhou Yun to the restroom, helping her clean the areas stained with tomato juice.
Five minutes later, the airport manager appeared.
Zhou Lan was very annoyed and questioned: "Aren’t there security checks? How could she bring tomato juice in?!"
The airport manager was overwhelmed.
He said, "We have already reviewed the surveillance footage, and once we find the perpetrator, we will call the police."
Zhou Yun had changed into a new set of clothes, her hair still somewhat damp.
She still wore sunglasses and a mask, concealing her expression from others.
Zhou Yun said to Zhou Lan, "Sister Lan, we’re about to board soon, let them handle the rest."
Zhou Lan was furious, her chest heaving with force.
Just the thought of the incident was terrifying; what if the girl had thrown sulfuric acid instead of tomato juice? Zhou Yun’s face would have been ruined!
"No, we must pursue this matter! We must sue!" Zhou Lan said angrily, "What kind of people are these, their parents’ upbringing is utterly shit!"
The airport manager took Zhou Lan’s contact information, and they also added each other on WeChat.
"I’ll keep you updated with any new information."
Zhou Lan glared, "You must find that person for me!"
This incident occurred suddenly and unexpectedly; although Zhou Yun had cleaned up her appearance, the mess inside her heart remained unaddressed.
From the words of that girl, she seemed to be a crazy fan of Song Chi, annoyed about the rumors with Song Chi, even believing that she was intentionally chasing clout, which led to today’s drama.
Zhou Yun didn’t even need to think to know that this incident would definitely hit the trending searches.
Those who took photos, whether they post them on friends’ circles or Weibo, would draw public attention.
They certainly also heard that girl’s threats.
Zhou Yun didn’t even want to turn on her phone; she didn’t want to see those abusive or mocking voices.
Especially at this time.