Before the handsome man and beautiful woman holding hands could enter the mall, the sound of frantic shutter clicks filled the air.
Jing Wanlan suddenly tensed up, panicking as she ran out, "There are reporters, they've taken photos, quickly have someone stop them..."
The workers who had just left were caught off guard, momentarily forgetting how to react.
By the time they came to their senses and went to chase after them,
the two men had already quickly packed up their cameras, hopped into a van, and then sped away.
"Miss, what should we do?" The bodyguard chased after them furiously, but it was futile.
Bo Fengheng didn't pay any attention to it.
While tightly holding his hand, Mu Yin—who saw all of this with a slight tilt of her head—had her cherry lips curl into a shallow arc.
"Mr. Bo, please, this way..." As the welcoming staff approached, although they had mentally prepared themselves, they were still momentarily stunned when they saw Mu Yin.
