Li Sinian nodded slightly.
Actually, before this car arrived, Xiao Man had already spotted the paparazzi hiding at the end of the street.
She didn't care because even she wanted to know if that person could luckily evade and release the news he wanted to send out.
Over the years, there has been almost no solid news about her that had appeared, only some rumors circulating online, which were not convincing enough for people to believe, mostly taken as post-dinner conversation.
It's not that she didn't care about her reputation, but she felt that this kind of repetitive life had become increasingly meaningless, with no waves, no storms, not even a drizzle, always clear and bright.
She was hiding under his strong wings, like a puppet controlled by strings, living in the way and mode he liked.
It seems that the person was eventually discovered.
He probably thought he had caught a very big piece of news, excited about it.
