Chapter 537 Secret Love Chapter 77

As an artist, it is always more convenient to have your own driver's license.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of Kyoto, there was no traffic jam at all on the streets of Linjiang City, and we arrived at the private restaurant smoothly all the way.

Due to the special identities of the two people around him, Song Zhiyuan booked a very private private room online in advance. After arriving, she asked the waiter to lead them to the third floor.

This private restaurant, in addition to their famous Linjiang cuisine, also offers hot pot and barbecue. After receiving the menu from the waiter, Song Zhiyuan naturally handed it to the two of them, "Take a look at what you two would like to eat."

"Sister, can we eat hotpot?" Song Zhiwei looked at his sister with sparkling eyes.

Ever since Song Zhiwei became a singer, he has never eaten hotpot again because of his agent's supervision.

Even if it is edible, it will definitely be clear soup without a single chili pepper.

Chen Jingmo didn't hesitate to reveal the secret, "His agent doesn't let him eat it, for fear that eating too much spicy hot pot will cause inflammation and affect his throat."

"Choose between barbecue and homemade dishes, or I don't mind having a clear soup pot." Song Zhiyuan can't eat anything too spicy.

In fact, Song Zhiwei can't eat too much chili peppers. Sometimes people are like this. The more you are prevented from touching something, the more you want to break the boundaries and try it.

Song Zhiwei puffed up his face like a pufferfish, "Then let's have the private dish."

The dishes that Chen Jingmo ordered were all Song Zhiyuan's favorites.

The food was served quickly.

The three of them were tired after a day of work and were now starving. After the food was served, they quickly finished their meal.

"Yuanyuan, you guys go down and wait, I'll drive." Chen Jingmo and the two of them went their separate ways.

He took the car keys and went to the underground garage to drive, while Song Zhiyuan and Song Zhiwei, brother and sister, left the private restaurant through the main entrance.

The two stood at the intersection facing the cold wind, looking back and forth at Shen Jingmo's car.

A cool breeze blew by, and Song Zhiyuan hurriedly pulled her coat tighter, but the wind still blew in through her neck, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Song Zhiyuan has been afraid of the cold since she was a child. When she was in Kyoto, the most unbearable time for her was winter.

"Why does it take so long for Chen Jingmo to drive?" Song Zhiwei muttered as he took off his coat and draped it over Song Zhiyuan's shoulders.

"You should wear it yourself." Song Zhiyuan was about to return the coat to his brother.

A pair of big hands with distinct joints directly pushed the clothes back, "Sister, I am a man, I have firepower in me, I am not afraid of the cold."

Song Zhiyuan did not refuse anymore.

The two of them moved and stood as far away from the wind as possible.

The two were only concerned with avoiding the wind and paid no attention to the cafe across the street. A camera was pointed at them and snapping the shutter buttons frantically. When Song Zhiwei's eyes accidentally swept over them, he immediately put the camera away.

The paparazzi originally came to take pictures of the love affair of an 18th-tier celebrity, but unexpectedly they also got a piece of gossip about the love affair of a top-tier celebrity.

He must have had terrible luck going out today.

Given Song Zhiwei's current popularity and status in the circle, once his relationship is exposed, his status in the paparazzi circle will definitely rise.

This private restaurant is a really great place, all the celebrities like to come here.

Chen Jingmo drove over and picked up the two of them and left the private restaurant.

Song Zhiwei did not leave at night, but stayed in his sister's apartment. Song Zhiyuan originally wanted to clean up the guest room quickly, but was rejected by Song Zhiwei, resulting in him, with a height of 1.83 meters, shrinking into a small sofa of 1.6 meters, wrapped in a thick quilt.

The sofa is not very wide and you can roll off it as soon as you turn around.

Just as Song Zhiwei was dozing off, the cell phone on the coffee table rang at an inopportune time.

Who is calling in the middle of the night to disturb my sweet dream?

Song Zhiwei struggled to take the phone, squinted his eyes and before he could see the caller ID clearly, he pressed the hang-up button.

The phone rang again, and Song Zhiwei was completely awakened. He scratched his messy hair in annoyance, "Brother, you don't sleep at this time of night, and others still need to sleep."

The agent's voice, even louder than his, came from the receiver, "How dare you sleep, little ancestor? You're trending right now, number one, and the popularity is still climbing. Even the company's PR department can't suppress it."

Song Zhiwei didn't hear anything wrong at all and murmured, "It's just a trending search. What's the big deal? I used to be on trending searches all the time. Why are you so anxious when I'm not popular?"

The agent on the other end of the phone was so angry at this little ancestor that his face turned black. He pressed his philtrum with his fingers and kept muttering in his heart.

I can’t be angry, I can’t be angry, this is my little financial sponsor.

After trying to persuade himself for a long time, the agent finally lost his patience and yelled, "Are the trending searches you were on before the same as the new ones now? You haven't fully transformed into a talented actor yet. If your relationship is exposed, you will lose a lot of fans.

Tell me who the woman in the photo is. I'll have the company figure out how to get the news out of the public relations first, and then have a proper talk with the girl afterwards."

Song Zhiwei, who was still half asleep, instantly grasped the key point of his agent's words.

"What woman?"

"Of course it's the woman who's trending with you." The agent was really about to explode with anger at Song Zhiwei. "And where are you now? I guess the paparazzi are waiting for you everywhere, waiting to interview you."

Song Zhiwei quickly exited the call interface and opened a blog.

The first hot search result will show a red word "explosion".

#Popular actor Song Zhiwei dated a woman at a private restaurant late at night and even covered her with a coat#

Seeing this shocking title, Song Zhiwei's eyebrows twitched, and then he clicked on the title content.

The content is relatively simple, describing how he dated a woman late at night and was very intimate. The picture below is of him and his sister outside a private restaurant. Due to the shooting angle, they look quite intimate.

Song Zhiwei scrolled down to read the comments.

[Oh my god, the artist I'm a fan of has collapsed.]

What kind of unlucky person is this? I become a fan of everyone, and everyone I support collapses. I used to be a fan of a brother who is still sewing in the office, but now I’m a fan of Song Zhiwei, and Song Zhiwei’s fanbase has collapsed so quickly.

[Sisters, please tell me who you are following next time, and I will stay away from you.]

【Who is this girl? 】

[She must be an amateur, and I have no impression of her in the entertainment industry.]

[This girl was so lucky, she actually got my husband, and fainted in the bathroom crying.]

I support my brother so he can pursue his career, not so he can have an affair with my sister-in-law behind our backs. I'm not a fan anymore.

[Isn't there still no solid evidence? The studio hasn't released a statement, and my brother hasn't posted on Weibo. You've already stopped being his fans so quickly. You're not just fans who are just pampering him, are you?]

This trending search has been going on for almost two hours now. Even if the celebrity didn't notice it immediately, it's impossible for their studio and company staff to not notice. The fact that they haven't issued a statement is definitely a sure sign of the truth. Otherwise, they would have come out to expose the fake news long ago. After all, fans who are just fans are still fans.