How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Gu Heng and Ouyang Nana also felt these simple emotions. It was originally just fun, and Gu Heng only intended to show off in Ouyang Nana's best field, but he unexpectedly got carried away.

St. Peter's Cathedral in Geneva had turned into the Tiananmen Rostral Columns...

The God inside the church was replaced by a statue of a great man...

A song "I Love You, China" which lasted only a few minutes was coming to an end. Gu Heng had planned to stop there, but Ouyang Nana got excited. Her tone changed, and she shifted from the ending melody of "I Love You, China" to the prelude of "My Motherland."

Fortunately, Gu Heng was very familiar with the tune of the song. Despite feeling helpless, he could only keep up with Ouyang Nana's pace...

"A wide river with waves,

The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both banks,

My home is on the shore,

I am used to the boatman's calls,

Used to seeing the white sails on the boats."

It was another big chorus, all the Chinese people present had their emotions stirred, and many were singing with moist eyes...

This wasn't melodramatic, it was emotion rooted in bloodlines.

Gu Heng actually had a vague concept of patriotism, as he was born in a peaceful era and hadn't had many opportunities to express patriotism. Moreover, when he was poor, he even complained online, but even then, listening to these songs on such an occasion would probably bring tears to his eyes.

This was the inherited love of the Chinese people for their homeland.

The two songs together took less than ten minutes.

This time, even though someone nearby was shouting for an encore, Ouyang Nana put down her violin bow, carefully leaned her cello to the side, and immediately rushed over to Gu Heng, clinging to him like an octopus, exclaimed, "Gu Heng! I didn't expect you to be so amazing at the violin!"

Her delicate face was full of incredible surprise...

If earlier, his boldness, generosity, and romance had increased her fondness for him, now Gu Heng had completely occupied a place in her heart...

As Gu Heng looked at Ouyang Nana still hanging on him, feeling the softness being nuzzled against his arm, he thought to himself that although Ouyang Nana looked flat, she actually had some substance. Based on his experience, she was at least a B+.

After feeling this for a few seconds, Gu Heng saw many people taking pictures with their phones, and somewhat helplessly said, "There are quite a few tourists from Hua Country here. If you don't get off me now, I guarantee you'll be on the Weibo headlines tomorrow as having a boyfriend. Believe it or not?"

Ouyang Nana was startled by his words, then quickly got off Gu Heng...

This was only because her manager wasn't nearby. If her manager had been there, she probably would have started scolding...

Although she knew Gu Heng was looking out for her, she still retorted stubbornly, "I may be a celebrity, but I have a personal life too. I don't care about that. Are you afraid?"

Hearing this, Gu Heng knew he was close to winning Ouyang Nana over.

After all, she was just a young girl, not needing much effort to be won over.

If this had been Liu Yifei, an old hand in the entertainment industry...

Tsk, tsk, she would probably still be haggling in confusion.

"Hello, are you Ouyang Nana? I'm a fan! I also follow you on Weibo. Can I have your autograph?"

"And me too! I've liked you since 'Whirlwind Girl'!"

"Oh, oh, how exciting! I want an autograph too!"

This was the current state of idol-chasing among the young Chinese people. Anyone seeing a celebrity would act very excited, behaving like a devoted fan for ten years without invitation.

Seeing this, Ouyang Nana knew there were not many of her fans here, but as a public figure, she found it hard to refuse autograph requests. If she refused and encountered someone with bad intentions, who then criticized her online, she might be labeled as "acting haughty," and then she would have to spend a lot of money on PR.

Thinking this, Ouyang Nana could only helplessly glance at Gu Heng.

Seeing her expression, Gu Heng didn't say much, just stepped aside and watched as Ouyang Nana interacted amiably with the group of fans...

Suddenly...

A shout erupted.

It immediately drew the attention of many people.

"Let go of me! I am a reporter for Morning Light Entertainment News! I have a legitimate press card! What I recorded is legal, you have no right to confiscate my camera or to detain me! This is a crime! I am calling the police!"

As the shouts intensified, almost everyone's gaze turned toward them.

Two casually dressed young men were seen steadily walking toward Gu Heng, escorting a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

However, the man was shouting in Chinese; apart from a few Chinese people, most foreigners had no idea what he was saying.

Even Gu Heng was surprised by this scene... Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

He knew the two casually dressed young men; they were members of his security team. Unlike the other two members who wore business suits, these two were his covert bodyguards, responsible for security checks beyond a certain perimeter, and were equipped with "biubiubiu."

Ever since he had hired the Black Sword security team, it was the first time he saw the covert members appear.

Without waiting for Gu Heng to speak, one of the covert bodyguards came forward and handed a camera to Gu Heng, saying, "Boss, we've been monitoring this person for a long time. Since we left the Patek Philippe Salon this afternoon, this person has been following us by car, right up to now.