"Stop messing around, hurry up and change clothes."
Yan Xiao was worried that Mu Yan would also be surrounded by reporters. Although he had exchanged phone numbers and WeChat with her yesterday, he wanted to see her in person to feel assured.
The agent was really having a headache now. What kind of artist is this who doesn't listen? What bad luck did he have to end up with such a troublesome client?
The agent changed clothes and came out of the bedroom. The clothes were wearable, just a bit tight.
Yan Xiao propped his chin with one hand and looked at the temporary actor. He then took out sunglasses, a mask, and a baseball cap for him to wear, and finally nodded with satisfaction: "Take my car out, drive them around a few times, lose those paparazzi."
"Alright, but be careful. Don't get discovered," the agent reminded with concern. He was really worried sick.
"Got it, hurry up and go."
