"No need, it might be too exhausting." Yu Zexiao shook his head, "I know, you actually don’t really like attending these banquets."
"I don’t like them, but you’re there." Jian Anning laughed, "Also, why don’t you want me to go? Unless you plan to flirt with some girls at the banquet?"
"Whether I’m flirting with girls or not, don’t you already know?" Yu Zexiao laughed too. Who would have thought that Jian Anning wasn’t afraid of this handsome guy going out and being entangled by young girls?
If he could fancy someone else, he wouldn’t have lived so "exhaustingly" over these years.
"I don’t know." Jian Anning chuckled. She wasn’t afraid of anyone entangling him at the banquet, nor was she worried about him rekindling old feelings with Nie Anni. She knew Yu Zexiao himself didn’t like attending such banquets. In fact, if it weren’t for Hong Minjun using Yin Maohui to pressure him, he wouldn’t even bother to take a look.
"Maybe Uncle Yin and Sister Minjun have some work tasks to entrust me with? If I don’t go, the work wouldn’t be completed, right?"
"That works too. But at that time, you can’t get jealous, okay?" Actually, both Yu Zexiao and she understood that because of his identity, whether their identities were made public or not, it would be troublesome. Once public, many reporters and media would chase after Jian Anning, and their private world would be stripped away entirely. But if not disclosed, he would have to endure all sorts of "rumors" arranged by the company—yesterday it was Jiang Xuanqi, tomorrow it would be Nie Anni, and who knows who might appear in the future!
Dating a big celebrity seems like a glamorous affair. But the problem is, their every move is exposed to the media and public.
Now, Yu Zexiao himself has started feeling somewhat disheartened. Especially when he recalls what his dad once said: "If you insist on staying in the entertainment circle, you’ll regret it! Don’t think that those celebrities live as glamorously as they appear; there’s a price to pay for it!"
Even Yu Jingxi, who isn’t in the entertainment circle, gets chased down by the media, let alone a son who is devoted to developing a music career?
Back then, he didn’t understand any of that; he merely sneered, "I will walk my own path, and even if that path leads to a dead end, I will not be afraid!"
Being a celebrity means getting chased by fans, having a big bunch of admirers wherever you go, and receiving welcome from media and fans.
But what he’s sacrificing is something that can’t be compensated with any amount of money—freedom.
He could go out shopping, carefree, kissing and flaunting love with his beloved woman on the street—as long as he isn’t worried these things would ruin both him and Jian Anning.
Even just buying sanitary pads caused a stir on Weibo. Now, he isn’t sure how he can fend off the media’s attention if he wants to be with Jian Anning in the future. Could it be, he really has to live in Canada and never return?
Even if he goes to Canada, there would still be media keeping tabs on him.
"I’m a bit regretful now." Yu Zexiao gave a bitter smile, "If it wasn’t for this identity, you wouldn’t have to be aggrieved."
Even attending a banquet requires thinking twice and not being able to give her an official status. How incompetent for a man!