Xingyu Media Company.
Shen Yan parked the car in the underground parking lot and walked towards the exit, where she saw a figure leaning against a pillar. The lighting was dim, and she could only discern from the silhouette that it was Li Xu.
A hint of scarlet flickered on his lips, with wisps of smoke curling in the air.
It made the scene somewhat desolate.
Li Xu took the cigarette from his mouth, crushed it on a nearby trash can, and walked towards Shen Yan.
"I'm here."
His voice was wrapped in heavy fatigue.
"What do you want to say, Brother Li?"
"Choose a safer place," Li Xu walked ahead, "get in my car and leave."
"Safe?"
"No paparazzi around."
Shen Yan didn't move immediately: "What about the others?"
Li Xu suddenly looked at her, his gaze deep, "You've guessed it."
"It's obvious."
"...I came here in a new car, the media doesn't know about this car yet."
Only then did Shen Yan follow him into the car.