Jiayi didn't refuse him anymore, and the two of them slowly walked toward the back.
At the same time, not far away.
Lei Yuanyuan, accompanied by her assistant, had also just finished work and came out of the studio, seeing the backs of Xue Jingchuan and Jiayi walking shoulder to shoulder.
Her annoyance from noon had yet to subside.
Lei Yuanyuan's eyes darted around, and it seemed as if she were speaking to her assistant but also muttering to herself, "The fans at the front entrance haven't left yet, have they?"
"How could they have left? Ever since those fans heard that Xue Jingchuan was filming in Yunling, there have been fans surrounding the area twenty-four hours a day," her assistant replied.
Lei Yuanyuan curled her lips, a sly gleam passing through her eyes, and she leaned in to whisper a few instructions.
***
In a golden, glittering seven-star hotel, at the banquet hall on the top floor.
