The Villainous Celebrity Wife of the CEO - Chapter 137.1

Su Jinqing’s Diary

After a long eleven-hours flight, the group finally returned to the embrace of the motherland the next morning. Su Jishi slept comfortably on the plane and was in exceptionally good spirits.

The plane doors opened, and the unique haze smell belonging to the capital city greeted them in the cold wind.

Inside the lounge bridge, several agents were waiting there in advance, and when they saw the artists coming out, they immediately swarmed like wild bees around them.

“Sister Su!” Fang Xie rushed in first. He stopped in front of Su Jishi and pulled her, examining her carefully several times, fearing that she might have bumped or hurt herself somewhere. “I’m glad you’re back without a hitch!”

Su Jishi smiled: “Do not worry. Xiao Xia and I were in no danger.”

“What!” Xiao Xia immediately exposed her lie and pranced around Fang Xie, recounting all the crisis situations at that time.

She started with Su Jishi’s performance on the deserted island, and then talked about how Su Jishi discovered the volcanic eruption and decided to escape with everyone in the nick of time. She narrated vividly, with rich expressions and body movements, like a primary school student doing a debriefing performance on International Children’s Day.

In the end, she rounded up with a sincere, over-the-top praise —— “If it weren’t for Sister Su, I, Xiao Xia, would have turned into little pieces!”

Because of the poor signal before, Fang Xie wasn’t sure exactly what happened, and he could only piece together the situation of the disaster that befell them from the news reports. Only now did he realize that what actually happened was even more dramatic than he had imagined.

“Stop, stop, stop,” Su Jishi hurriedly interrupted Xiao Xia’s speech, “There’s nothing to brag about. It’s all in the past.”

But Xiao Xia’s eyes widened: “Where has it gone? This is something I will remember for the rest of my life! Sister Su don’t worry, when I’m old, from little Xia to old Xia, I will still tell my grandson the legend of ‘Sister Su leaping over the volcano to save 36 people’!”

Su Jishi: “…”

The group talked as they walked out.

Su Jishi glanced sideways at the bodyguards surrounding her and asked, “Why are there so many people here?”

She had experienced fan pickups before, and the standard was usually four to six security personnel to protect her in all four directions, from south and east, to north and west, with the remaining two on standby. Surprisingly, on their return home this time, Fang Xie actually brought eight bodyguards in one breath, the number was more or less the same as other artists. The black-clad group of bodyguards surrounded them as they walked out, and as far as the eye could see, there were people all in black suits and shades.

The second they were about to step out of the reception hall, Fang Xie took a deep breath and whispered, “——Wear your sunglasses.”

“Wh…?”

The next second, the induction door opened with a sound, and an overwhelming stream of cheers surged in!

Blinding flashes surrounded them from all sides and unending shutters rang out. Even though Su Jishi was psychologically prepared, she was still stunned by the enthusiasm of the fans.

How many people had gathered in the airport?…Three thousand? Four thousand? No, definitely more than that!

Dozens of security guards were called in to form a wall of people holding hands to separate the excited fans. Fans, rushing at the front, held hand banners and gifts, while those standing in the back row held neon signs aloft. Looking up, even the railing of the second and third floors were filled with fans eagerly waiting. Crowds of people shouted the names of their idols, and some even shed tears of excitement.

This overseas encounter had touched everyone’s heart. Even though the program group announced that the artists were uninjured, the fans could not let go without seeing them with their own eyes, knowing that they are not only their idols. They were not only their idols, but also their wives, husbands, daughters and sons.

Under the escort of bodyguards, the group struggled to squeeze to exit. A short road of a few dozen meters took them half an hour to walk through.