Fu Shihan hurried back to the car, and Su Wanxin watched him with a grave expression, asking, "What happened? Who's over there?"
"Paparazzi. I took care of it; it's nothing."
Fu Shihan casually replied as he started the car and drove away. Su Wanxin frowned slightly, a bit nervous. "Did they get photos of us? Are they deleted? Did you watch him delete them?"
"..." Fu Shihan glanced at her and nodded: "Deleted."
Relieved by his response, Su Wanxin slumped into the seat, feeling somewhat gloomy, "How come there are paparazzi even here at this time? It's impossible to guard against."
Aren't these people supposed to be photographing hot idols and movie stars? Why are they squatting here? It's so annoying!
Her mood was spoiled, and she kept her head down the whole way, barely recovering by the time they arrived at the destination. She worried that when she woke up in the morning, the whole internet would be abuzz with rumors about her and Fu Shihan.
