Lin Xiaoman turned back in surprise. The man wearing a blue striped suit and silver striped tie was standing straight, like an ethereal crane, particularly eye-catching in the noisy film set.
“President Ji,” Yue Ding’s eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Ji Zhixian, “Are you also interested in getting involved?”
“I’m not interested in your matters,” Ji Zhixian’s cold gaze swept over Lin Xiaoman.
Just her alone had created such a big scene. She was truly a woman who gave people no peace of mind.
“That’s good,” Yue Ding smiled slightly, “If you also covet my fiancée, I would feel very troubled.”
“I indeed have no interest in your matters, but Lin Xiaoman is an artist under my company. Her matters are my matters,” Ji Zhixian took two steps forward, standing between Lin Xiaoman and Yue Ding. “I haven’t heard from my artist that she has a fiancé.”
After a day of shooting, Lin Xiaoman returned to the hotel. As soon as she entered the room, she saw several large characters flickering on the tallest buildings across from the hotel: “Congratulations to Lin Xiaoman on 100 days since debut!”
These were the highest buildings in C City, and any name that appeared on them was an advertisement paid for by fans at a high price. Now, several buildings by the river were covered with her name. This grand display reminded her of “An Zhifei Fu”.
“Xiaoman, not just in C City, but your name is on buildings in other cities too,” Xiaobo quickly gathered information and sent her pictures from other locations, which looked very impressive. “Fans in the fan group say they didn’t do this. Could it be Yue Ding?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Do you know who did it?”
“Probably.”
Lin Xiaoman looked at the flickering lights on the opposite building, suddenly having a wild thought.
She dialed Ji Zhixian’s number and arranged to meet him at a nearby coffee shop.
Leaving her room, Lin Xiaoman felt something was off. The feeling of being secretly watched had returned. She quickened her pace to the elevator, and the feeling disappeared.
But after leaving the hotel, the feeling returned. When she looked back, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a shadow turning at the corner.
Not daring to act rashly, she hurried to the coffee shop.
