Wen Jingyi shook her head without thinking and held Mo Yunfan's hand tightly: "I can't see him. I don't believe that this kind of person can say anything useful."

"Don't worry," Mo Yunfan patted her hand and said calmly, "I know."

Even if Wen Jingyi didn't say it, he wouldn't meet with the paparazzi.

Mo Yunfan turned around again and saw the paparazzi's message from his secretary. He sneered and said with disdain, "Does he think he can just make demands on me?"

If it weren't for this photo, as a paparazzi, I probably would never have the chance to contact him in my life.

As for the meeting...

He coldly dismissed the paparazzi's message, not taking it seriously at all, and instructed his secretary, "You'll handle this entirely. He's just a pawn, so don't give him too much of a hard time."

"I see."

The secretary left with relief, having anticipated this outcome.

joke.

Many big bosses have been trying to meet the founder of Nebula, but he can meet him just because a paparazzi says so?

The office returned to peace and Wen Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief. She was still worried that Mo Yunfan would really agree to meet out of anxiety.

"but……"

She pondered, "The paparazzi's sudden request for a meeting definitely wasn't his own idea. It must have been someone behind him urging him on."

Wen Jingyi did not dare to be careless and personally investigated the paparazzi's clues.

Sure enough, a new transaction flow was found in the other party's account.

The person she was interacting with was Sarah, the mysterious and gentle woman whom Wen Jingyi had just met not long ago.

"How could it be her?"

Wen Jingyi rubbed her fingertips and exchanged glances with Mo Yunfan: "This person... is very strange."