It was still the same hotel from yesterday.
The car stopped directly at the entrance of the hotel. Someone came forward to open the door.
What Zhou Yun did not expect was that the moment she got out of the car, a few media reporters who were waiting there swarmed over.
They appeared with their cameras and microphones, not giving Zhou Yun any time to react. She was immediately blocked and could not advance or retreat.
"Miss Zhou Yun, is your response today of not being in a relationship with Song Chi true?"
This question… Zhou Yun raised her head and looked at the reporter who asked this stupid question. It was a young man with freckles on his cheeks. It was obvious that he had just entered this industry. It was already in the middle of the night, but he was still waiting here.
However, his eyes were shining, and his oily face was filled with excitement. It was obvious that he felt that his wait was worth it and that he had gotten a piece of big news.
Zhou Yun didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked around for Zhou Lan.
Zhou Lan pushed through the crowd of reporters and stood in front of Zhou Yun, preventing them from getting too close to her.
"Dear reporters, our artiste has just come back from work. Please calm down and ask one by one, okay?" Zhou Lan's attitude was decisive. She was telling them that Zhou Yun would not go back to the hotel directly and would answer their questions. With this attitude, the reporters would not surround her so tightly.
Zhou Lan whispered in Zhou Yun's ear, "Just give them a simple answer and you can take this chance to respond."
Zhou Yun smiled tiredly and said, "If I had known that there would be cameras waiting for me here, I wouldn't have removed my makeup in advance. I should be very ugly now, right?"
Her first sentence made everyone's jaws drop and they did not know what to do.
Is this girl taking it too lightly? She's still concerned about her beauty?
"You're quite pretty. You look good without makeup," said the young man with freckles on his cheeks.
"That's good." Zhou Yun nodded. "You guys have worked hard. You're still camping here in the middle of the night waiting for me to come back. I'm tired. Are you guys tired?"
Her eyes flickered. Although they looked tired, they were still bright and flickering. It was the kind of light that only young girls would use.
A huge question mark appeared on the reporters' heads.
"Miss Zhou Yun, you haven't answered my question." The young man with freckles emphasized. "Is the scandal between you and Song Chi real or fake?"
Zhou Yun sighed helplessly.
"Of course it's fake. My company has already issued a statement. I don't even know Mr. Song Chi. When I first met him yesterday, I only greeted him in the elevator. In the end, someone took a photo of us and even suspected that we were dating."
"Then are you single now?" Someone immediately pressed on.
Zhou Yun shook her head and said, "I'm working on my career."
After saying that, she yawned again and shook her head. "I can't take it anymore. I'm really too tired. Brothers and Sisters, it's getting late. You guys should go back and rest early. Bye, good night."
Having said that, she turned to look at Zhou Lan.
Zhou Lan put her arms around Zhou Yun's shoulders with a smile and said, "We have answered all your questions. Xiaoyun is really exhausted from shooting a program the entire day. I will arrange an exclusive interview for everyone next time. We will go upstairs to rest today. You should also rest early."
Due to Zhou Yun's excessive cooperation, the entertainment reporters, who had always been like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, actually let Zhou Yun off this time with a good temper.
Zhou Yun waved her hand. "Good night."
When she walked into the hotel, her ears were finally quiet.
"Sister Lan, which floor do you live on?"
Zhou Lan said, "7th floor."
Zhou Yun said, "Then we're not on the same floor. Call me tomorrow."
"I will send you up." Zhou Lan was worried about Zhou Yun, for fear that she would meet someone along the way.
Not to mention anything else, Zhou Yun was a beauty to begin with. In the middle of the night, what if she met some men with bad morals who were up to no good…
However, Zhou Yun refused.
"No need. I'll go up myself," said Zhou Yun. "Don't worry about me. It's already so late. You should sleep early too."
The elevator door opened at this moment.
A woman in very luxurious clothes, sunglasses, and a wide-brimmed hat walked out.
Zhou Yun and Zhou Lan made way for her, only to find that the woman's gaze lingered on Zhou Yun's face for a second.
Just as Zhou Yun was wondering if this person was an acquaintance, she retracted her gaze and walked towards the hotel entrance gracefully.
Zhou Yun's gaze followed her and she heard Zhou Lan say in her ear, "This person is quite rich. From head to toe, it's a seven-figure sum."
Zhou Yun's eyelids twitched.
Millions?
"She seems to have a good temperament. She's probably the wife of a rich man." Zhou Lan said, "I heard that Su Yan was looking for someone to buy that bag for her last month. She hasn't bought it yet."
Zhou Yun was suspicious. Why was the wife of a certain rich family dressed like this and leaving the hotel at this time?
She wore sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat. It was obvious that she did not want to be recognized.
Which rich family's wife was so sneaky?
However, Zhou Yun did not say anything. It was none of her business. Zhou Yun only wanted to sleep now.
"Oh right." Zhou Yun suddenly thought of something. "Is Song Chi still staying in this hotel today?"
Zhou Lan shook her head. "I don't know. Why do you ask?"
"There's such a big scandal. Doesn't he avoid arousing suspicion?" Zhou Yun said. "I thought you would change my hotel."
Zhou Lan smiled. "I wanted to change it, but when I talked with the hotel, they said that the paparazzi took photos of you secretly because they didn't have enough security, and they wanted to waive our fees, so I didn't change it."
Zhou Yun was not famous and her status was small. Zhou Lan was not a big manager. The two of them could not get much resources from the company and the budget was fixed. Zhou Lan had always saved as much as she could, as there was still a long way to go.
"Alright." Zhou Yun yawned again. "Up to you. I really want to sleep."