The reporters blocked their way such that they could not move.
The camera flashes continued to be aimed at Xia Ling's face as the shutters clicked non-stop. She could barely open her eyes. She cried and instinctively blocked her face with her hands. However, the reporters shouted at her. "Miss Ye, put your hands down! If you didn't do anything wrong, why are you hiding from the cameras?!"
Many expressed agreement to the statement.
They wanted to get more photos for their news reports so they could do their job and earn their keep.
She was pulled and shoved through the crowd. Even though Lin Yunan was protecting her, he was one versus many and could hardly hold up. Suddenly, the crowd was parted by a strong force.
Xia Ling felt herself being pulled into the steady arms of a man.
This man had a familiar scent of mild sunlight and leather — it was Li Lei.
