"...No, it's for work." She, completely out of sorts, actually blurted out the truth.
She wanted to smack herself for saying that—she was a paparazzi, after all!
He just told someone over the phone to take care of two paparazzi!
Did she want to be "taken care of" too?
"Yes, work, I remember now," Bai Lingyun said as he slipped his cellphone into his pocket, his lips parting to reveal a faint smile, his enchanting eyes slightly narrowed. "Mr. Gu is on a business trip in Tokyo."
Lu Wanwan stared at his remarkably beautiful face, his features so finely crafted they seemed wrought by divine forces—a casual smile from him could captivate countless young girls' hearts.
No wonder he was idol material; every smile and frown was like a magazine cover, flawless.
She wanted to deliberately take an unflattering photo that could damage his public image, but she couldn't find the angle.
