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Mo Tingshen walked while looking at his phone, suddenly a number of people swarmed past him.

He stopped, looked up, and saw many people holding light signs or posters, all rushing in one direction.

Probably because his presence was so intimidating, there were many people but no one dared to push him.

Mo Tingshen didn’t care, stood there until everyone ran past, then continued walking forward, when suddenly the name “Chu Yao” drifted into his ears.

He turned around and couldn’t see her at first glance, but as he looked in the direction of the crowd, his gaze suddenly focused.

It was really Chu Yao.

She was wearing a red long dress with a side slit, covered with a cardigan knit jacket outside, her chestnut curls straightened and dyed black, with one side tucked behind her ear, wearing a large crescent-shaped tassel earring that hung down to her collarbone.

She crossed her arms impatiently as she descended the stairs, with Sister Mi next to her saying something to comfort her, while fans gathered below to greet her.

From afar, Mo Tingshen only needed to look at her expression to understand.

It seems like someone in her team betrayed her and leaked her itinerary.

Chu Yao is different from other celebrities, who wish for crowds to surround them when they get off a flight, turning the airport into a personal show, wearing sponsored clothes from top to bottom, earning high fees, attracting fans, achieving video views that eventually link to sales figures.

Everywhere is a vanity fair.

Only Chu Yao is different, keeping her schedule tight, not letting even her biggest fans know.

If it’s leaked, there must be a traitor in the team.

So her team often undergoes changes, yet Chu Yao gives the highest salaries in the industry, and those who are dismissed don’t feel that earning a quick buck by selling her news occasionally is illegal, rather they resent Chu Yao for being too unsympathetic, leading to rumors spreading initially by one or two within the industry, eventually escalating into the narrative that she is difficult and likes to torment staff.

Mo Tingshen once suggested he intervene, but Chu Yao refused, saying a few flies wouldn’t bother her.

Besides, many loyal fans verbally sparred with haters, and her team would speak up for her, all with tacit approval from her.

A few steps left on the staircase, Chu Yao refused to walk down.

Sister Mi anxiously glanced at the fans, covered her mouth with a bag, and whispered something.

Chu Yao frowned, still with arms crossed, but agreed to walk down the steps.

She accepted fans’ letters, didn’t accept gifts, and signed autographs.

Mo Tingshen stood there, only seeing Chu Yao.

She was truly glamorous and stunning, at any moment being the sole focus.

“Brother?”

Chu Yao looked up and saw Mo Tingshen, openly calling him that.

She finished writing signatures, took fans’ letters, and walked briskly toward Mo Tingshen, stuffing all the letters into his arms.

“You came back from the Capital City?”

“Hmm.” Mo Tingshen’s Adam’s apple moved, “Where are you coming from?”

“I was out for a few days, didn’t want to come back, Sister Mi dragged me back.

The post-production of The Empress’s Killing was particularly fast, and it is set to air next month.

They still have over ten episodes worth of effects unfinished, planning to shoot and air simultaneously, asking me to come back and record a studio variety with the crew.”

“Oh!

Really?!”

Before Mo Tingshen could say anything, a few fans who daringly followed began to scream.

“I’ve been waiting so long, ever since I started watching the leaks, is it really going to air?”

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