"Huh?" An You paused, "Did you bring bodyguards?"
"Yeah, see, look over there." An Yang motioned with his chin toward the side, and two powerfully built men in plainclothes, standing around one meter eighty-five tall, walked out from behind the crowd and very consciously began parting the people.
"You guy! Since you brought bodyguards, why didn't you say so earlier? Did you have to wait until now to call them out!" An You said with dissatisfaction.
"Hurry up, let's go!" An Yang didn't pay her any attention, and seeing that the two soldiers had already cleared a path through the crowded crowd, he called out for everyone to move.
With much difficulty, they found a place to hide, and comrade Xiao Qian and Ji Weiwei went to buy sunglasses and hats for the two of them, then came back to ask for their approximate measurements, each buying a set of Chanel autumn clothes for them to change into. Only then were the group able to continue shopping.
An Yang sighed, "Being a celebrity is really troublesome. You shine brilliantly on stage, but off stage it's hard to even enjoy a private life."
"Sigh!" An You also sighed, "In the future, if you want to go shopping with peace of mind, either you go fully armed, or you can only go abroad."
An Yang deeply agreed.
After a pause, he said again, "It's a good thing those people recognized you on the main street. If it had been ten minutes earlier, when you were buying stinky tofu, you could have been on the trending searches tomorrow! 'Pure celebrity eats stinky tofu on the street', just thinking about this headline makes it feel so suggestive! You'd even save money on promotional costs!"
"You want to die!" An You glared at him through