Li Yeqi's brow furrowed slightly, "Notify the organizers, I don't need anyone to accompany me on the red carpet, and, I'd like to make a low-profile entrance."
"Yes, I'll inform the organizers right away." Zhou Bei turned to leave, but then he seemed to remember something. Turning back to face the man's tall and straight figure, he asked, "By the way, the lady will also attend tonight's Weibo Night. Would you like her to accompany you on the red carpet?"
"No need," Li Yeqi said indifferently.
"Understood." Zhou Bei turned to exit. As he closed the door, he saw Li Yeqi light a cigarette, looking deeply troubled.
He had not seen him like this in a long time. Could it be related to the lady?
Outside the State Banquet Hotel, the stars shone brightly, the red carpet stretched out to the parking area, and a crowd of journalists and fans gathered around, with flashes of light rising and falling like waves.
