Zhou Lan’s gaze was filled with scrutiny.
Zhou Yun smiled helplessly and said, "Sister Lan, don’t overthink it. I knew you’d overthink."
"Then tell me, isn’t this worth overthinking? When did you get so familiar with him? Even having lunch together." Zhou Lan crossed her arms in front of her chest, staring at Zhou Yun, not letting Zhou Yun avoid the eye contact, "If there’s really nothing going on, you two are right in the eye of the storm, why would you still meet up? Are you hoping for people not to know?"
Zhou Yun had nothing to say.
Even she found the situation absurd. Logically speaking, she should not have agreed to this lunch, keeping away from trouble is valuing one’s own life.
However, Song Chi took the initiative to invite her, and dangled the truth behind Zhao Qin’s "heart attack" as bait. Zhou Yun couldn’t resist and took the bait half-heartedly.
Without Zhou Yun speaking, Zhou Lan couldn’t keep on pressing alone.
"Did you go alone at midday?" Zhou Lan asked, "Do you want me to come with you?"
Zhou Yun replied, "I can go on my own, he didn’t say to bring an agent."
Zhou Lan: "So, can I interpret this lunch as a date?"
Zhou Yun sighed and looked at Zhou Lan seriously, "Sister Lan, for the last time, I’m telling you very seriously, there is nothing between Song Chi and me like what you’re imagining. Before we trended on the hot search, he and I were completely two parallel lines without any intersection, and it was only yesterday that we added each other on WeChat."
Zhou Lan showed a strange expression.
"Added on WeChat just yesterday? Really?"
Zhou Yun: "I know it sounds incredible, but it’s true. So, Sister Lan, don’t keep asking me, I don’t know why he wants to have lunch with me. Maybe he saw my fair skin, beautiful appearance, and was captivated."
She flicked her hair lightly, put her hand on her hip, lifted her chin, and struck a seductive pose.
Zhou Lan nodded, "It’s not impossible."
Zhou Yun’s posture collapsed immediately.
"No, are you actually taking this seriously?"
Zhou Lan said, "With your fair skin and beautiful appearance, no matter how popular Song Chi is, he’s still a young man. Seeing you, it’s hard for him not to be moved."
Zhou Yun covered her face with one hand.
"Sister Lan, you really shouldn’t say that to a second person, I’m afraid of being beaten to death by Song Chi’s fans."
Zhou Lan suddenly sneered, "Speaking of which, there’s something I haven’t told you. I was worried it would affect your mood for the recording, so I was planning to wait until after the show to tell you."
"What is it? Did they find the person who threw something at me at the airport yesterday?" Zhou Yun immediately guessed.
Zhou Lan nodded, "Found them, guess what, this person has a history of offenses, a habitual criminal."
"A habitual criminal?" Zhou Yun frowned, "What do you mean?"
"She has attacked another one of Song Chi’s rumored partners before, sent a dead mouse in the mail. But because it never went public, no one knows about it." Zhou Lan said, "You still said she might not be Song Chi’s fan, now the truth is out, that’s exactly what she is."
Zhou Yun pictured the face of that young girl in her mind.
"Even sent a dead mouse? That’s really too much."
"Yeah, last time she was just scolded and educated, and this time she didn’t change at all." Zhou Lan said, "It’s quite pitiable for Song Chi to have such fans, I heard her room is plastered with Song Chi’s photos. She’s obsessed."