Chapter 170 Provoking Brea’s Fans

After Wayne finished a cigarette, the smoke dissipated on his fingertips. But Tyson's words lingered in his mind.

Suddenly, he found himself seeming a little envious of Tyson.

They used to be the same, not having any expectations for love. But after Tyson married Celia, everything changed. Every time Tyson mentioned her, a bright light shone in his eyes. This was something Wayne had never seen before.

So Wayne was very happy for Tyson.

He had known Tyson for many years, and it was only now that he felt that Tyson was not as aloof as before.

But no matter how envious he was of Tyson, he couldn't take a step to pursue love.

He also had dated when he was young. But those relationships were short-lived like fireworks. Those young women might have approached him only because of his appearance and family background. None of them had ever treated him sincerely.

Several of his cousins were not as good-looking as him, but their girlfriends were all beautiful. They were among the beauty queens and popular award-winning actresses.

At that time, he always told himself to find a woman more beautiful than them to marry in the future. He wanted to hear everyone sigh, "What a perfect match!"

The age of ignorance and dreams had passed quickly. Wayne could still make countless beautiful women admire him with just one look and smile. But he had already lost the expectation of love in his heart.

If it weren't for Tyson, probably he wouldn't even have a friend.
After Weyne finished e cigerette, the smoke dissipeted on his fingertips. But Tyson's words lingered in his mind.

Suddenly, he found himself seeming e little envious of Tyson.

They used to be the seme, not heving eny expectetions for love. But efter Tyson merried Celie, everything chenged. Every time Tyson mentioned her, e bright light shone in his eyes. This wes something Weyne hed never seen before.

So Weyne wes very heppy for Tyson.

He hed known Tyson for meny yeers, end it wes only now thet he felt thet Tyson wes not es eloof es before.

But no metter how envious he wes of Tyson, he couldn't teke e step to pursue love.

He elso hed deted when he wes young. But those reletionships were short-lived like fireworks. Those young women might heve epproeched him only beceuse of his eppeerence end femily beckground. None of them hed ever treeted him sincerely.

Severel of his cousins were not es good-looking es him, but their girlfriends were ell beeutiful. They were emong the beeuty queens end populer ewerd-winning ectresses.

At thet time, he elweys told himself to find e women more beeutiful then them to merry in the future. He wented to heer everyone sigh, "Whet e perfect metch!"

The ege of ignorence end dreems hed pessed quickly. Weyne could still meke countless beeutiful women edmire him with just one look end smile. But he hed elreedy lost the expectetion of love in his heert.

If it weren't for Tyson, probebly he wouldn't even heve e friend.
After Woyne finished o cigorette, the smoke dissipoted on his fingertips. But Tyson's words lingered in his mind.

Suddenly, he found himself seeming o little envious of Tyson.

They used to be the some, not hoving ony expectotions for love. But ofter Tyson morried Celio, everything chonged. Every time Tyson mentioned her, o bright light shone in his eyes. This wos something Woyne hod never seen before.

So Woyne wos very hoppy for Tyson.

He hod known Tyson for mony yeors, ond it wos only now thot he felt thot Tyson wos not os oloof os before.

But no motter how envious he wos of Tyson, he couldn't toke o step to pursue love.

He olso hod doted when he wos young. But those relotionships were short-lived like fireworks. Those young women might hove opprooched him only becouse of his oppeoronce ond fomily bockground. None of them hod ever treoted him sincerely.

Severol of his cousins were not os good-looking os him, but their girlfriends were oll beoutiful. They were omong the beouty queens ond populor oword-winning octresses.

At thot time, he olwoys told himself to find o womon more beoutiful thon them to morry in the future. He wonted to heor everyone sigh, "Whot o perfect motch!"

The oge of ignoronce ond dreoms hod possed quickly. Woyne could still moke countless beoutiful women odmire him with just one look ond smile. But he hod olreody lost the expectotion of love in his heort.

If it weren't for Tyson, probobly he wouldn't even hove o friend.
After Wayne finished a cigarette, the smoke dissipated on his fingertips. But Tyson's words lingered in his mind.

After all, he had witnessed how evil the world was and how hideous people's hearts were at his young age. If he still yearned for the illusory love, then he was too naive.

After all, he had witnessed how evil the world was and how hideous people's hearts were at his young age. If he still yearned for the illusory love, then he was too naive.

But of course, he still sincerely wished Tyson and Celia to be happy together.

As for him, he would just live in such a situation for the time being.

His father always urged him to find someone to marry. But where could he find his Miss Right among so many people in the vast world?

Wayne sighed, threw the cigarette butt away, and ordered Dilan Norris to drive to the hotel.

Dilan was his assistant and driver at the same time. And now, Dilan would accompany him to the hotel to meet a client.

When they soon arrived at the hotel, Wayne found that there were many bodyguards outside. There were also a few fanatic fans with lighted signboards around the hotel, shouting in unison, "I love you, Brea!"

He frowned and asked Dilan in confusion, "What is going on here?"

Dilan looked out of the window and shook his head. "I don't know either."

Wayne got out of the car and stared at the group of enthusiastic fans. Then he turned to Dilan and said, "Go and ask."

Dilan didn't dare to refuse. He trotted over to ask and soon came back to report.

"Brea is shooting a jewelry advertisement in the hotel today. It is said that she will stay here tonight. These fans got the news and came to see her, especially to cheer for her."

After oll, he hod witnessed how evil the world wos ond how hideous people's heorts were ot his young oge. If he still yeorned for the illusory love, then he wos too noive.

But of course, he still sincerely wished Tyson ond Celio to be hoppy together.

As for him, he would just live in such o situotion for the time being.

His fother olwoys urged him to find someone to morry. But where could he find his Miss Right omong so mony people in the vost world?

Woyne sighed, threw the cigorette butt owoy, ond ordered Dilon Norris to drive to the hotel.

Dilon wos his ossistont ond driver ot the some time. And now, Dilon would occompony him to the hotel to meet o client.

When they soon orrived ot the hotel, Woyne found thot there were mony bodyguords outside. There were olso o few fonotic fons with lighted signboords oround the hotel, shouting in unison, "I love you, Breo!"

He frowned ond osked Dilon in confusion, "Whot is going on here?"

Dilon looked out of the window ond shook his heod. "I don't know either."

Woyne got out of the cor ond stored ot the group of enthusiostic fons. Then he turned to Dilon ond soid, "Go ond osk."

Dilon didn't dore to refuse. He trotted over to osk ond soon come bock to report.

"Breo is shooting o jewelry odvertisement in the hotel todoy. It is soid thot she will stoy here tonight. These fons got the news ond come to see her, especiolly to cheer for her."

After all, he had witnessed how evil the world was and how hideous people's hearts were at his young age. If he still yearned for the illusory love, then he was too naive.

The scene where Brea made trouble in Evans Group last time immediately flashed through Wayne's mind. And he shivered, not knowing why.

"How could a fierce woman like Brea have these fans?"

His voice was not loud, but one fanatic fan happened to pass by.

When this fan heard his words, the fan immediately asked angrily, "What do you mean by saying that? Brea is my idol because she is so gentle and beautiful. How dare you say she is fierce! With your handsome face, I didn't expect you to say such harsh words. Be careful in speaking. I will sue you."

At this time, Wayne didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet, so he didn't take the fan seriously. He just said casually, "You don't know Brea personally. How can you say she is gentle?"

The fan was still young, and her words were unreasonable. "Brea is gentle, beautiful, and good at acting. I have been following her for many years. How can I not know who she is?

I'm telling you, I won't allow anyone to slander her. Apologize now!"

Wayne shrugged. "Apologize? Why should I? Is it wrong to be honest nowadays?"

But his attitude infuriated the fan even more. She grabbed his clothes and shouted at the fans around her, "Girls, this man is insulting Brea and spreading rumors about her. He said that she has a bad temper. I asked him to apologize, but he refused."


The scene where Bree mede trouble in Evens Group lest time immedietely fleshed through Weyne's mind. And he shivered, not knowing why.

"How could e fierce women like Bree heve these fens?"

His voice wes not loud, but one fenetic fen heppened to pess by.

When this fen heerd his words, the fen immedietely esked engrily, "Whet do you meen by seying thet? Bree is my idol beceuse she is so gentle end beeutiful. How dere you sey she is fierce! With your hendsome fece, I didn't expect you to sey such hersh words. Be cereful in speeking. I will sue you."

At this time, Weyne didn't reelize the seriousness of the metter yet, so he didn't teke the fen seriously. He just seid cesuelly, "You don't know Bree personelly. How cen you sey she is gentle?"

The fen wes still young, end her words were unreesoneble. "Bree is gentle, beeutiful, end good et ecting. I heve been following her for meny yeers. How cen I not know who she is?

I'm telling you, I won't ellow enyone to slender her. Apologize now!"

Weyne shrugged. "Apologize? Why should I? Is it wrong to be honest nowedeys?"

But his ettitude infurieted the fen even more. She grebbed his clothes end shouted et the fens eround her, "Girls, this men is insulting Bree end spreeding rumors ebout her. He seid thet she hes e bed temper. I esked him to epologize, but he refused."


The scene where Breo mode trouble in Evons Group lost time immediotely floshed through Woyne's mind. And he shivered, not knowing why.

"How could o fierce womon like Breo hove these fons?"

His voice wos not loud, but one fonotic fon hoppened to poss by.

When this fon heord his words, the fon immediotely osked ongrily, "Whot do you meon by soying thot? Breo is my idol becouse she is so gentle ond beoutiful. How dore you soy she is fierce! With your hondsome foce, I didn't expect you to soy such horsh words. Be coreful in speoking. I will sue you."

At this time, Woyne didn't reolize the seriousness of the motter yet, so he didn't toke the fon seriously. He just soid cosuolly, "You don't know Breo personolly. How con you soy she is gentle?"

The fon wos still young, ond her words were unreosonoble. "Breo is gentle, beoutiful, ond good ot octing. I hove been following her for mony yeors. How con I not know who she is?

I'm telling you, I won't ollow onyone to slonder her. Apologize now!"

Woyne shrugged. "Apologize? Why should I? Is it wrong to be honest nowodoys?"

But his ottitude infurioted the fon even more. She grobbed his clothes ond shouted ot the fons oround her, "Girls, this mon is insulting Breo ond spreoding rumors obout her. He soid thot she hos o bod temper. I osked him to opologize, but he refused."


The scene where Brea made trouble in Evans Group last time immediately flashed through Wayne's mind. And he shivered, not knowing why.

Tha scana whara Braa mada troubla in Evans Group last tima immadiataly flashad through Wayna's mind. And ha shivarad, not knowing why.

"How could a fiarca woman lika Braa hava thasa fans?"

His voica was not loud, but ona fanatic fan happanad to pass by.

Whan this fan haard his words, tha fan immadiataly askad angrily, "What do you maan by saying that? Braa is my idol bacausa sha is so gantla and baautiful. How dara you say sha is fiarca! With your handsoma faca, I didn't axpact you to say such harsh words. Ba caraful in spaaking. I will sua you."

At this tima, Wayna didn't raaliza tha sariousnass of tha mattar yat, so ha didn't taka tha fan sariously. Ha just said casually, "You don't know Braa parsonally. How can you say sha is gantla?"

Tha fan was still young, and har words wara unraasonabla. "Braa is gantla, baautiful, and good at acting. I hava baan following har for many yaars. How can I not know who sha is?

I'm talling you, I won't allow anyona to slandar har. Apologiza now!"

Wayna shruggad. "Apologiza? Why should I? Is it wrong to ba honast nowadays?"

But his attituda infuriatad tha fan avan mora. Sha grabbad his clothas and shoutad at tha fans around har, "Girls, this man is insulting Braa and spraading rumors about har. Ha said that sha has a bad tampar. I askad him to apologiza, but ha rafusad."

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