The two of them rushed over, and by the time they reached the arrivals gate, a huge crowd had already gathered.
Lu Yao squeezed her way through the crowd on her own, while Ni Bingyan watched from a distance. As long as there was no danger of a stampede, she had no intention of going closer.
A short while later, Han Feifan emerged with his manager and a group of assistants. The fans immediately raised their signs and merchandise, screaming as they swarmed forward. They ignored the security guards' shouts, blindly pushing their way to the front.
The scene was so noisy it was headache-inducing. Ni Bingyan gritted her teeth and endured it until Han Feifan's entourage finally left and the crowd began to disperse.
Lu Yao, her face flushed with excitement, ran over holding an autograph book. "Ah! Sis! Sis! I got Brother Fei Fan's thirteenth autograph! I can't believe I've run into him at the airport thirteen times!"
