Tang Li opened the desktop computer in the hotel room and first checked Facebook, indeed, she saw the news that Yu Sui had mentioned.
The content of the news mentioned a couple from Country S and St. Paul’s Cathedral, the author’s words were full of blessings, but it also sounded like a soft advertisement introducing St. Paul’s Cathedral.
Tang Li scrolled down the page with her mouse and saw five pictures.
In three of them, she was the main subject.
In the first picture, a man sat in a wooden chair on the last row, his legs beside him, a girl wearing a white veil squatted, one hand hugging her knee, the other hand resting on a thick book on the man’s knee.
Sunlight streamed in from the door, illuminating the man’s shirt, and also capturing the suit draped over the chair back, allowing one to immediately distinguish that he is an older, successful male.
In the second picture, the man leaned over to embrace the girl.
Perhaps due to the nature of a candid shot, the clarity and angle of these pictures were not very good.
It was also this picture that completely exposed Tang Li’s face in front of the camera.
As for the third picture—
It froze at the instant when the man held the girl’s face for a kiss.
The last two pictures were of the exterior of St. Paul’s Cathedral.
Tang Li turned her gaze back to the first three pictures. She had wandered around the church; since it was early morning, she hadn’t seen any tourists, and it was unlikely that the church security would take candid photos. Besides, outside the church at that time, there were seven or eight Special Agents standing guard.
The photo was taken from a rear oblique angle; Song Baiyan’s face was not clear.
One could only make out a vague outline.
Even when blown up to the largest size, the image was just a bunch of pixels.
Yu Sui’s voice came through the cellphone, "Everyone is saying you’re in a secret marriage now, that because you’re not of legal age to marry in Country S, you simply snuck off abroad to register for marriage. IMG must have seen the news by now, did you hide it from Mr. Feng as well? I bet he’s going to look for you soon!"
After hanging up the phone, Tang Li opened Weibo on her cellphone.
The top trending Weibo search was her name together with the words ’secret marriage.’
The third place trending search was St. Paul’s Cathedral.
Before Tang Li could scroll through the trending topics, Feng Qi called her.
On the phone, Feng Qi didn’t beat around the bush and directly asked if she was in a relationship.
Tang Li held her phone and didn’t deny it.
"You are currently in the rising phase of your career, do you remember what I told you before signing the contract last year?" Feng Qi’s tone was serious, "Within the first three years of stepping into this circle, you should focus all your energy on your work. Talking about love too early is not good for your career development."
"I know," Tang Li replied.
However, the least controllable of all things was emotion.
Feng Qi said on the other end, "I’ll have the PR team prepare a press release immediately, and the company will also issue a statement denying that the person in the photos is you."
"You just start a Weibo today, and I’ll help you with the verification. I have a friend working in Dubai, I’ll ask her to take a few pictures, and later, you post those pictures on Weibo to prove you’re not in the United Kingdom today."
After Feng Qi finished instructing her, the call ended.
Tang Li re-opened Weibo; the news of her secret marriage was flooding the platform, with comments exceeding tens of thousands.
[Bblythe]: "I don’t believe it, my little sister isn’t even 20 years old, how could she be a young wife?!"
[Nursing Home Daily]: "Being let into St. Paul’s Cathedral early in the morning isn’t something you can do just with money, it might... require diplomatic measures."