Luo You had called just to remind her that there were paparazzi following, and to be more cautious to not be captured in any explosive shots. Now that his purpose had been fulfilled, he didn’t say much more, wished her "Happy New Year," and then hung up the phone.
He Jinxia put down her phone, a serious expression crossing her eyes. After a mont, she lifted her head to glance at the curtains, her brows slightly furrowed.
Having paparazzi constantly on watch outside was indeed a problem, not to ntion visiting relatives; she guessed that even going out to buy groceries would have her constantly on edge.
Although Brother Luo said the paparazzi wouldn’t reveal her mother’s photos, what if she encountered unscrupulous paparazzi?
Looking at so celebrities’ kids, who weren’t public figures, weren’t their private photos still ruthlessly exposed by the paparazzi?
She furrowed her brows, no, she had to co up with a solution to this problem.
As He Jinxia pondered, she walked into the living room where Mrs. He had changed the channel, now watching a historical drama.
She casually asked, "Mom, why didn’t you continue watching that music show?"
Mrs. He hastily replied, "I stopped watching it; there’s nothing interesting in that show, and the drama is much better. I’ve been following it every day!"
He Jinxia paused, her eyes flickering slightly, and casually asked, "Oh, what’s this drama about?"
Mrs. He was briefly at a loss for words, stamring an improvised response, "Just the usual things, like rivalries in the Itinerant World, love and hatred, and so impressive fighting scenes. Ah, let’s just focus on watching the drama!"
He Jinxia smiled subtly and nodded, not continuing the conversation, and sat down to watch the show with Mrs. He, with only the sounds from the TV echoing in the living room.
After they finished an episode, Mrs. He felt a bit sleepy and wanted to rest, urging He Jinxia to rest as well and turn off the TV.
On the surface, He Jinxia obediently agreed, but as soon as she entered her room, the smile on her face slightly waned, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
Her mother’s series of actions were too abnormal, clearly a cover-up. Was she trying to stop her from watching the drama, or the music show?
He Jinxia pondered for a mont, then took out her phone to search on a video site for that music show.
Nowadays, with the advanced internet, many shows were broadcast on both TV and online. He Jinxia found the show, which was still live, and clicked to watch, only to pause in surprise—
As soon as she opened the show, she saw JY girl group sitting among the singers, clapping and smiling at the other perforrs.
It turned out JY was participating in that music show.
Indeed, although JY girl group was an idol group that also fild video MVs, their main focus was singing, and performing on stage was the easiest way to attract popularity.
Zhang Yingru, being such a shrewd agent, how could she not seize the opportunity to get JY on a music variety show?
Even if they were not regular guests, as long as they sold their personas well, they could surely gather a large following.
He Jinxia’s brow relaxed, a warm feeling crossing her heart. No wonder Mrs. He was reluctant to let her watch; perhaps she was being considerate of her.
She thought about it and turned off the video. JY girl group was sothing she intended to explore, and their participation in the show could also help in her observations.
But since Mrs. He didn’t want her to see them, she wouldn’t watch it today. Faced with her mother’s cautious protection, He Jinxia pressed her lips together, a hint of a gentle smile spreading across her face, her eyes tender as water. She couldn’t bring herself to refuse.
The next day was the day before the Spring Festival, New Year’s Eve.
Mrs. He got up early in the morning to buy groceries, and by the ti He Jinxia woke up, she was already making dumplings.
Seeing her co out, Mrs. He said excitedly, "There are a few ’Fu’ characters on the table, find a good spot and stick them all up, fortune cos, good luck arrives!"
He Jinxia, without bothering to wash up, hurried to stick the ’Fu’ character, while Mrs. He sat at the dining table making dumplings and directed her on where to place them—
"Stick it upside down, you can’t stick it upright, ’Fu upside down’ ans ’fortune arrives’!"
"Move it a bit to the left, ah, too far left, shift it a bit to the right, seems a bit low, raise it a bit..."
"Now that the door is all covered, other places should also get so, let’s do the living room, how about sticking it above the TV, or maybe on the cabinet..."
After a bout of hustle, He Jinxia had all the ’Fu’ characters stuck up, then she lazily went to her room to wash up.
After washing up, she heard Mrs. He mumbling, "There’s a black van downstairs, that vehicle seems to have been parked there for several days now, wonder which family’s son has made it big, driving such a nice car back ho."
He Jinxia paused, "Nice car?"
Mrs. He nodded, "Yes, that kind of car is worth several hundred thousand Hua Coins, it’s new too, looks like it was bought less than a year ago, I’ve never seen this car around here before."
Their residential area also had so history, and the neighbors all knew each other since Mrs. He, as the building leader, had once hosted a banquet when He Jinxia entered the top ten of a talent show.
Not only did people from her building attend, but folks from other buildings ca as well. A few years back, when they had money and savings, they didn’t mind spending tens of thousands on a banquet, and everyone had a great ti.
So, in this residential area, He Jinxia was even more popular than a top-tier star, and also because of that banquet, Mrs. He got to know a lot of people. They all lived in the sa area, eting often, so everyone beca quite familiar with each other.
Which family had a child, which family had a wedding, how much score a family’s child got in exams... Mrs. He could cite examples.
For this reason, Mrs. He beca curious about the sudden appearance of the new car, not knowing which family’s child had beco successful.
While listening to Mrs. He’s chatter, He Jinxia thought of sothing and suddenly went to the balcony to look outside, and instantly saw the black van parked on the side of the building below.
From this position, if soone inside the van lifted a cara, they could definitely capture her ho’s balcony, and if the curtains were not drawn, they might even shoot through the balcony into the living room.
He Jinxia’s gaze sharpened as she asked, "Mom, is that the van you’re talking about downstairs?"
Mrs. He ca over to look and nodded, "Yes, that’s the one, I’ve never seen it before."
He Jinxia: "..." There were words in her heart, unsure if they should be spoken.
Mrs. He: "What, do you know them?"
She silently nodded her head.
Mrs. He raised her eyebrows in excitent, "Who is it, a friend of yours? Wait, that’s not right, do you have friends living around here?"
He Jinxia looked at her: "Not exactly a friend, it’s a paparazzi specifically following ."
Mrs. He quickly responded, "Oh, called paparazzi, wait a minute, what, paparazzi?!"
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