Chapter 162: The Journalist's Difficult Questions

As she entered the venue, Yan Qingruo's palms were sweaty.

Chen Qianmo held her hand, feeling her nervousness, and whispered, "If someone asks you a question later and you don't want to answer, throw it to me."

Yan Qingruo nodded, "Wouldn't that seem inappropriate?"

"Just be yourself," Chen Qianmo whispered back.

Seeing that Yan Qingruo was still somewhat nervous, he straightened her shoulders, faced her, and said earnestly, "Ruoruo, you are the best just the way you are. Don't worry about others' gazes, being yourself is enough."

Her heart gradually calmed down after hearing his firm and reassuring words, and his gentle demeanor.

Chen Qianmo led her into the banquet scene.

True enough, as soon as they entered, many people came up to greet them, including not a few celebrities, models, and daughters from affluent families.

And many women, upon seeing Chen Qianmo, seemed as if they couldn't wait to get closer.