The sedan stopped in front of a dilapidated old residence.
Tang Yi got out of the car and went inside.
Ji Wei followed, opening the car door shortly after. Due to dizziness, her face appeared much paler and somewhat weak, forcing her to lean against the wall slowly.
The driver, who had long been unable to contain his excitement, tried to follow her, but as his hand touched the car door, Ji Wei stopped him: "Sir, don't come down! If Xiao Zhen notices, all my efforts will be wasted."
The driver's hand on the car door froze.
She gave him an apologetic smile. "You see, I'm just a gossip reporter. Making a living in this field isn't easy."
If the driver rushed over asking for an autograph, wouldn't that alarm Tang Yi and her gang?
Seeing her weak state, the driver understood how much effort the young woman had put in. After hesitating briefly, he agreed: "Alright, I won't get out then. Tomorrow, I'll definitely buy a copy of the weekly tabloids to support your report!"
