Chapter 18: The Agent He Gradually Wrong (17)

Chapter 18

Outside the residential complex were crowds of paparazzi, proxy photographers, and even some fans, though these fans didn't look particularly genuine...

Although the security system of this residential area was good, with so many people around, a few skilled individuals had likely already made their way inside, and might even be waiting outside Yin Zhizhi's door.

Ji Huan's brow furrowed tightly, not expecting so much commotion tonight.

The driver had already parked the car: "Mr. Ji, where should I go now?"

In this situation, Yin Zhizhi certainly couldn't go home.

Yin Zhizhi peered out the window at the scene ahead, looking dejected and angry.

She kicked off her high heels: "My feet hurt, and I just wanted to go home, take a bath, and sleep. How did they find out where I live?"

She wore a puffy dress, the kind that required stiff tulle to achieve the puffed-up look, and her arms and legs were scratched red from it.

Without any hesitation, she kicked off her high heels, revealing her slender, slightly reddened feet.

Ji Huan glanced at her: "Do you have somewhere else to go?"

Yin Zhizhi turned to him: "Do you think I do? My whole family and relatives are settled abroad."

"What about friends?"

"My friends who are filming don't live permanently in A City, and it's not good to disturb them in the middle of the night." Yin Zhizhi's face fell. "Ji Huan, do you have anywhere I can stay?"

"What about a hotel?"

At least on roads with police presence, they wouldn't dare approach the car.

Being followed wasn't the concern - them surrounding the car was.

Yin Zhizhi worried, "What do we do now? They'll just keep following no matter where I get out."

"Tonight you trended for the harassment incident, so they want to get firsthand interviews, which is why they're being so frantic." Ji Huan analyzed their motives, then decided, "We're going to Xi Yun Garden."

The driver often chauffeured Ji Huan, so he knew this was Ji Huan's home address.

Yin Zhizhi didn't know. "What's that place?"

"My home. You'll stay at my place tonight."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble."

"You're my artist, this is what I should do."

Yin Zhizhi folded her legs on the chair, leaning closer. "If this happened to another artist, would you do the same? Would you also take that artist home?"

She suddenly moved very close, and Ji Huan could faintly smell the perfume on her - but now that she was so near, he smelled the sweet scent of buttery little cakes.

Sure enough, she must have eaten the whole cake, with the sweetness now clinging to her.

Ji Huan's long fingers adjusted his glasses as he said calmly, "Of course, protecting the artists is what a manager should do."

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