Han Jun walked back to the restaurant and shook his head.

"Where has my mother gone alone?" Han Mo saw his father come in and asked.

Han Jun was like a monk. He didn't know where his wife had gone. He said casually, "I don't know. She said there was something serious."

Chen Yuehong called a taxi when she left the community. She found on the Internet that Shuya had a fan meeting in Baiyun building this morning. Chen Yuehong decided to take a chance there.

Since there was no news about Shuya's feelings on the Internet and the entertainment reporter didn't find it, she went to check it herself. Chen Yuehong was ready to track it all day. She didn't believe that she couldn't find any clues. She worked hard for the happiness of her son and granddaughter. The old lady set out after she was firm in her faith.

Chen Yuehong couldn't help sighing in her heart that she was old and even did the thing of secretly photographing and tracking. She felt embarrassed when she thought about it, but it was worth it for her son.

Soon, when she arrived at the Baiyun Building, Chen Yuehong put on sunglasses, wrapped herself in a scarf, wrapped herself tightly, rolled down the window and looked at the door of the building.

The taxi driver in Beidu was clear about these things and smiled, "elder sister, you're going to do espionage. Who are you going to track down?"

Chen Yuehong rolled her eyes through her sunglasses. "Get ready to drive. When someone comes out, follow me."

"No problem. Look, elder sister, you are an expert in following us." The driver shook the steering wheel with interest.

Chen Yuehong pushed her sunglasses and looked carefully at the gate of Baiyun Building. The gate was crowded with fans, holding signs related to Shuya, some names, some posters and cartoon images. The security guard just kept at the door and didn't let them rush in, but didn't come out to drive them away.

According to the time, the fan meeting should have started long ago. These fans may not have got tickets at the door and want to guard at the door in order to meet their idols.

Suddenly, the fans outside the door suddenly boiling up, holding up the sign in their hands and shouting the idol's name noisily. The crowd kept saying "Shuya! Shuya! "

Chen Yuehong's nerve classics jumped up and saw Shuya coming out of the gate surrounded by a group of people. She greeted the fans gracefully. As seen in the photo, she was still so beautiful. After a short stop, she was surrounded and walked towards a business car.

"Drive, drive, keep up with that business car." Chen Yuehong shouted. She quickly took out her mobile phone and wrote down the license plate number of Shuya's business car.

The taxi driver looked confused and forced. Originally, he thought that the eldest sister was coming to block her husband. He was still laughing. He was going to drag racing to see a good play. As a result, he chased a star nanny car. His sense of existence was reduced by half. He smiled and said, "eldest sister, you still chase stars at your age?"

Chen Yuehong didn't bother to talk to him and said, "concentrate on driving."

The driver smiled, "come on, don't worry. I won't lose it."

Shuya has just sung several songs at the fan meeting. They are the top single in the new album and the favorite songs of fans. Of course, the first one is rush year.

Shuya also found a breakthrough in the singing field with this single. She had also made albums before, but most of them relied on her popularity in the performing arts. The sales of the album was OK at that time, but there was no representative work with high popularity. There was no representative work. People were not popular, so she was in a very embarrassing position in the singing world.

Fortunately, now that there is "hurried year", Shuya puts down her chair slightly and leans back to rest. Her eyes have been falling out of the window. She is still humming the melody of "hurried year", and a smile can't help hanging on her mouth.

The nanny car is equipped with anti candid glass. You can clearly see everything outside from the inside, but you can't see inside from the outside.

Peng YeFan looked at the photos he had taken. He frowned and sighed.

"Lord Peng, show me what you took." Zeng Ying frowned when she saw Peng ye and asked for her camera with a smile.

Peng ye returned and handed the camera to Zeng Ying in the back row.

"Ha ha, I'd better shoot it. Master Peng, you're not good at this technology. You still have to practice. You haven't reached the level of wechat. Sister Shu Ya, use my photos. " Zeng Ying made a face at Peng Ye.

Peng ye took back his camera and turned his eyes with disdain.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror. "Sister Peng, the taxi behind seems to be following us all the time."

Peng Ye frowned and looked up at the back, "get rid of him."

The taxi driver was interested when he found that the other party wanted to get rid of him. "Hey, they seem to have found us following."

Chen Yuehong pushed her sunglasses nervously, "I won't lose it."

"Don't worry, I've driven to the studio before. I'm good at following me." The driver said with a smile.

In fact, Chen Yuehong just wants to secretly track, but she doesn't want to be known by Shuya. It will be found, and she can only continue to follow.

"Sister Peng, I can't get rid of it." Said the driver.

"Could it be a paparazzi? Ordinary taxis can't talk to people like this. " Zeng Ying sat in the last row of the business car and looked through the back window at the taxi behind.

"It's not paparazzi. Those paparazzi have special cars and can't take taxis to follow them. They may be a fanatical fan. It's estimated that they have followed them since Baiyun building just now." Peng Ye analyzed.

Shuya didn't take it seriously. This was not the first time. Peng ye had a way to deal with it. She continued to look out of the window.

"Pull over and I'll go to the back car to see what happens." Peng Ye pointed to the roadside ahead.

The car stopped steadily on the roadside and Peng Ye opened the door.

"Sister Peng, if you are a fan, be polite." Shu Ya turned her head and asked.

"Don't worry." Peng yekua gets off.

The taxi driver also stopped at the side of the road, stretched his head and looked in front of him, "sister, the car in front of me is coming down."

Chen Yuehong didn't panic and rolled down the window.

Peng Ye looked at each other's fully armed, more strict than the star wrapped, stunned, "are you a fan of Shuya? It's dangerous to chase a car like this. "

Chen Yuehong slowly took off her headscarf and sunglasses and said calmly, "I'm not a fan of Shuya."

......

Peng Ye strode back and opened the door again.

"Solved so quickly? Master Peng. " Zeng Ying said.

Peng Ye stood outside the car and didn't get on the bus immediately. His expression was a little complicated. "Xiaoya, the taxi is not a fanatic fan. It seems... It's your acquaintance."

Han Mo looked like his mother since childhood. When he was a child, he was regarded as a little girl. Relatives and friends around him often said that he and his mother looked like carved in the same mold. Now, although he has grown up, familiar people will still see that he looks like her.

Peng ye knew that it was his father who was on the stage with Han Mo yesterday. After talking to the lady in the taxi, he had a bold guess. He hurried back and said to Shuya.

Shuya was stunned and repeated, "acquaintances?"

Peng Ye nodded endlessly.