Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife Chapter 794 - 792: Cannot Be Provoked (Second Update)

Thus, Ning Yan, who is Si Han’s partner and from the sa country as her, beca the target of everyone’s inquiries.

Ning Yan really wanted to answer these people’s questions to show that he had a special relationship with Si Han. Unfortunately, his understanding of Si Han was limited to what was publicly available in the dia, such as her being fifteen years old this year, standing at one ter seventy-three tall, and having secured admission to a key high school in so city with excellent grades.

Even her exact family background was sothing he didn’t know much about, only having heard from Mr. Mai that her background wasn’t simple.

So, when others asked him, "Yan, is Si Han the daughter of a wealthy family?"

He could only vaguely respond, "Uh... maybe, probably... "

He didn’t even know what Si Han’s real na was, and whether the two Mr. Ji he t a few tis on set were her cousins or perhaps even more, he had no way of knowing.

At just over twenty, Ning Yan had already made a na for himself as a young man, with an outstanding appearance, a decent family background, and a free-spending lifestyle when hanging out with people in the circle, making him quite popular. He happened to be at an age when he loved to have fun, thriving in a circle where relationships were often transient.

He was genuinely interested in Si Han. Of course, anyone who saw a girl as extraordinary as Si Han would take a second glance.

His interest in her initially seed ordinary, so he used his usual thods to finally get Si Han’s phone number from the photographer and launched an approach, not expecting the other party to be so indifferent and dismissive.

Later, he tried other ways to approach her, only to get no response from her and even received a reprimand and a stern warning from Mr. Mai.

For soone like him, who never lacked for company, he tried to forget about Si Han.

He thought he could easily forget about soone he had only been around for a few days, including his affection and interest in her.

But the reality was that his thoughts of her persisted far beyond his imagination, lasting several months.

This was a significant blow to Ning Yan, who usually breezed through relationships effortlessly.

But Mr. Mai’s warning still lingered. Though his family’s power wasn’t weak, he understood the principle of "there’s always soone better." So, despite his thoughts of Si Han, he suppressed his impulsive feelings over the past two months and dared not make any moves.

He thought that by suppressing it, his yearning would fade away. Yet, when he suddenly heard yesterday that a designer ntioned in passing that Si Han would participate in this show, the seed buried deep in the soil suddenly sprouted like it had t the sun and spring, rapidly pushing out of the earth.

Finally getting a chance thanks to Mr. Mai to et her at the airport, just seeing her from afar made his heart feel like it would burst out of his chest.

A tall and burly mixed-race model next to him bumped his shoulder, interrupting his reverie, "Yan, you and her are partners; your relationship should be pretty good, right?"

Ning Yan raised his head to look dazedly in Si Han’s direction, not knowing how to answer. He wished he had the good relationship as suggested, but unfortunately, she seed never to have looked at him directly.

Ning Yan, feeling dejected, had emotions he could hardly suppress brewing in his chest, as if they were about to erupt.

"After tonight’s training, I’ll treat you; why not invite her for a drink?" The mixed-race model eagerly suggested, his unwavering eyes glued to Si Han’s figure.

"I’m sorry..."

Ning Yan hadn’t forgotten Mr. Mai’s admonition, nor the gaze like a sharp dagger from Mr. Ji at the airport yesterday who was accompanying Si Han.

"Oh, it seems like you’re reluctant to introduce the innocent little sister to !" The mixed-race male model raised his eyebrow with mockery, "If that’s the case, I’ll ask her myself."

Ning Yan wasn’t kind enough to pass along Mr. Mai’s words, just crossed his arms and watched coldly as the mixed-race model headed for a head-on collision.

Sure enough, the mont the male model approached Si Han, Brother Zhang and two other bodyguards blocked his way like a mountain.

"Sir, my na is John, is this Si Han’s first show? I can teach her for free!"

Even though Si Han, who was shielded by Brother Zhang and the others, heard this person’s words, she calmly took Sister Zhou’s arm and walked towards the deeper display racks.

"Sir, whatever my lady needs to learn, Mr. Mai will arrange it; no need to bother unrelated people."

Brother Zhang, though not very tall, had a burly physique, stood like a mountain in front of the mixed-race model. His words were appropriate, but his tone was extrely tough, so much so that anyone with a bit of discernnt could understand the implied aning: Get lost, you can’t afford to ss with my lady!

However, this mixed-race model happened to be one of those who couldn’t read between the lines. Using his towering height to look past the three hulking n, he unabashedly stared at Si Han’s graceful figure.

Facing this clueless brat, Brother Zhang’s head seed to emanate coldness as he scanned and accurately captured Mr. Mai’s presence.

"Mr. Mai, please keep your people in check!"

Though it was Brother Zhang’s first ti eting Mr. Mai, since he was tasked with accompanying Miss Si Han, his primary mission was ensuring her safety. Seeing her being so brazenly harassed, his tone turned notably cold and rciless.

Mr. Mai, who was originally discussing show details with a staff mber, looked up upon hearing Brother Zhang’s stern shout to see a tall and lanky clueless youngster brazenly confronting Si Han’s bodyguards, and broke out in a cold sweat, quickly running over and delivered a slap to the mixed-race model’s head without hesitation.

"Get back to training, stop making a fool of yourself here!"

That model took a scolding from Mr. Mai and slunk off to train, while others who harbored secret intentions towards Si Han quickly checked their inappropriate thoughts, even walking around Si Han, with a shared mindset: I can’t provoke her, but I can avoid her!

Brother Zhang’s special limited snacks seed to have been wasted.

Si Han felt helpless yet powerless about being treated as an anomaly and thoroughly isolated. Fortunately, Sister Zhou quickly found a yellow-skinned girl who spoke Chinese to lead Si Han to the front stage, letting her get acquainted with the atmosphere of the catwalk.

And early in the morning, Da Bao, who had returned to the division to handle work, rushed over directly after quickly finishing his tasks because he was worried about Nuonuo.

Upon arriving backstage, Da Bao first encountered Mr. Mai, and after a brief chat, Mr. Mai personally led him to the front stage.