Ren Feng glanced outside the curtains, frowning. It was practically surrounded by a crowd of people.
Wow, is it that exaggerated?
If it were just Ren Feng, escaping would be easy, but with Mo Yuqi here, it wasn't going to be simple.
"Mo Yuqi!"
"Yuqi! I love you!"
"Yuqi, don't fall in love!"
"That jerk! Don't touch my Yuqi!"
It turned out they were fans of the little diva, who had followed her here directly.
"This is too fanatical." Ren Feng sighed somewhat.
Mo Yuqi was also helpless, and Ren Feng said, "Don't make a sound."
They couldn't open the door now; his True Qi could sense those reporters and fans outside.
Moreover, these journalists would certainly not give up easily and would take shifts to wait for them to come out.
Ren Feng was a bit helpless himself. He finally understood why celebrities despise paparazzi so much. It's like they're glued to you and you just can't shake them off.
"I'm, I'm kind of hungry," Mo Yuqi said aggrievedly.
