1543 Keeping Distance from the Idol

He wore a white shirt today. Like a flawless piece of jade sculpture, the man was charmingly winsome and had the air of nobility even when he was just standing there.

His eyes appeared somewhat unfriendly, though.

He only smiled at her calculatingly.

The atmosphere was slightly queer.

"What're you doing here?" she asked, smiling awkwardly.

The man kept his mum, giving her a gaze, which seemed capable of peering into the deepest part of her soul.

He's really strange!

On top of blocking the way out, he's even staring at me directly. I can't figure out his intentions.

He's quite unfathomable!

"Erm… I'm in a hurry to leave; please make way for a bit." She put forth her request in a friendly and courteous manner.

The man, however, remained motionless.

…

This man is really rude.

According to her manager, this colleague of hers, with his complex background and strong backer, was especially hard to get along with. She might not know this person, but Qin Zhou must have his reasons for asking her to keep a distance from him.

She, therefore, decided not to waste her breath on him.

"I'm sorry; I have to leave first."

With that, she tried to circumvent around him.

As she took a step to the side, the idol leaned to that side as well, completely cutting her path off.

The actress frowned in consternation and tried a different direction. He pretended to lean on that side of the wall naturally and blocked her route out again.

She looked up in astonishment, only to see him smiling at her teasingly. He seemed to be having fun.

"…" she asked after a beat, "Is there something you need?"

There was not a reaction from him other than a slight head shake.

The situation remained in a stalemate for several seconds before she unexpectedly ducked to the small space between him and the wall and speedily shot through like a flying arrow.

He did not block her this time.

She looked behind her, only to see him maintaining his earlier pose. Inwardly grumbling about that ridiculous situation then, she turned around and left.

Only after she was out of sight did the man calmly turn to look in the direction she had gone. A charming smirk appeared on his face as he raised a brow.

"Well, that was fun."

…

Mu Xi waited for her charge in the car by the underground carpark entrance.

The artist hastily got in the car.

Sensing that her expression was somewhat off, she sneaked a peek at her and found her fuming in displeasure.

"What's wrong?" she nervously asked. "Did someone bully you?"

"No," spouted the artist after a pause. "I just met a strange person!"

"Who?"

"Hua Jin!"

A strange and indescribable expression fell on the assistant's face when the artist said that name.

"Oh, the idol… What has he done to you?"

"Nothing at all!"

She could not be bothered to say more. "Forget it. No need to talk about unpleasant events. It's no biggie, anyway."

"Don't be angry. He's not the friendliest person around in the first place," coaxed her assistant.

"He's an unfriendly person?"

"Yes! He is very strange, too."

"Why do you and Qin Zhou say the same?" She got somewhat curious. "The manager told me to keep my distance from that weird guy, too."