"...Song Lin, how did these reporters know you were in my car?" Zhang Ziwen asked with a smile, seeing the voracious reporters outside madly snapping pictures of his car, who else but superstar Song could draw such attention?
"I... I don't know either?" Song Lin looked at the situation outside with a touch of anxiety. She was worried that her fame would put Zhang Ziwen in a bind.
At this moment, Tang Shu chimed in with a teasing laugh, "Brother Wen, these reporters aren't here for Sister Lin."
"They're not here for Song Lin? Then why are they pointing their cameras at my car?" Zhang Ziwen thought it must be a misunderstanding by the reporters because he noticed many foreign reporters among them, and there would not be such a grand setup without a big celebrity.
Tang Shu laughed and said, "Hee... Brother Wen, these reporters are here for you. You're the big shot now, even more famous than Sister Lin." The young girl finished speaking, a glint of pride flickering in her eyes.
