Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Zui Entertainment That Damn Paparazzo
Gu Annan’s lips were tightly pursed, emitting a sharp and piercing coldness from his eyes that seemed to radiate a chill from his very bones.
Lu Wanwan didn’t notice him, rather it was Ji Jiayi by his side who suddenly didn’t know what she said wrong.
Was it because she brought the reporters here, causing him trouble?
When she followed Gu Annan’s gaze, she was surprised to see Qiao Moran was also there.
Indeed, she had caused trouble. Ever since Gu Annan returned to take charge of the family business, he had kept a low profile, never appearing in public.
Now she led the reporters here, and to make matters worse, there was Qiao Moran, another hard one to shake off.
“Mr. Music God, do you always wear a hat when you go out?”
Qiao Moran was always brief and to the point. Lu Wanwan felt like getting words out of him was like squeezing toothpaste—without asking, he wouldn’t say a word.
“So, are you so frugal with words because you need to protect your voice?”
Not? That’s it? What about the reason?
Lu Wanwan deeply felt that interviewing Qiao Moran was a daunting task.
“Jiayi, who allowed you to come here?” Ji Shaoyang’s temper flared at the sight of his sister. Can’t she go one day without causing a scene?
He strode forward, getting to Lu Wanwan first and pulling Ji Jiayi, preparing to leave.
Ji Jiayi didn’t have time to question why the assistant was also here, “Brother, I can’t go, don’t pull me. There are reporters waiting outside!”
“You brought reporters here too?”
Ji Jiayi cast a cautious glance at the stony-faced Gu Annan, “It wasn’t on purpose, okay? If it wasn’t for that damned paparazzo from Zui Entertainment, would I be targeted?”
“We still need to go!” Ji Shaoyang was more determined this time, dragging Ji Jiayi and calling Lin Weiyang on the way, “Weiyang, come over and help. While they don’t know Qiao Moran is here, let’s lead the reporters away.”
There would be no more eating; it was best not to leave Lin Weiyang here to get in the way.
As for Qiao Moran, this guy famous from north to south was actually the one with the least presence in reality.
Once the three left, Lu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to take the opportunity to ask Qiao Moran a few more questions before he left, she suddenly remembered something and instantly looked in Gu Annan’s direction, colliding with his displeased gaze.
Lu Wanwan hadn’t finished speaking when she saw Gu Annan turn his head and walk away without a word.
In the car. The silence brought a hint of pressure.
When Zhao Chen started the car, he saw from the rearview mirror inside that the boss had a grim face.
It was clearly because Miss Lu had recently been waiting in Dijing for Qiao Moran to no avail, that he had arranged for Qiao Moran to come here, delivering this juicy opportunity right to her, and yet now he was showing a scowl.
Qiao Moran was looking down, playing on his phone, and Lu Wanwan, racking her brain, couldn’t find a way to join the conversation, feeling a sense of urgency in her heart thinking about him getting off the car soon.
“Is the young master playing Bejeweled again?” Zhao Chen broke the too-quiet car atmosphere, his first sentence exposing his boss’s habit.
Without looking up, Qiao Moran replied, “Nighty Night Crush.”
“You like playing games?” Lu Wanwan had thought he was playing Match-3 games out of boredom because there was nothing to do in the car.
But from what Xiaozhao implied, he was a gaming enthusiast.
“I play Nighty Night Crush too! Let’s add each other as friends!” she said nervously.
Zhao Chen regretted it; he hadn’t expected Miss Lu to play too, and now they had found a common topic.
He dared not look at the boss’s face anymore.
“Mr. Qiao,” Lu Wanwan thought better of it, “let’s not add each other.”
Gu Annan, who had been looking out the window, turned his head slightly.