They won't just be following her with a camera today; they'll be there every single day from now on...

Having grasped the reporter's implication, Ling Mo had no choice but to completely abandon the idea of ​​"fighting" with the black-clad bodyguards lurking in the shadows.

However, the reporters' filming was not entirely without its benefits.

Take now, for example. With their cameras "protecting" them, the black-clad bodyguards behind them don't dare to approach without permission.

In this way, she wouldn't have to expend any effort dealing with the thugs sent by Ouyang Bin.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ling Mo adapted quite well, easily getting into a car driven by entertainment reporters:

"Excuse me, could you please give me a ride back to the Ling residence?"

"ah?"

The reporter, who was suddenly "chosen" by Ling Mo, was clearly not expected to do such a thing. Her eyes widened, and she asked incredulously:

"Miss Ling, weren't you just very upset about our following you?"

"Since disliking it is pointless, we might as well make the most of it. It's hard to get a taxi at this hour, so thank you for your help."

Ling Mo fastened his seatbelt without a second thought, and glanced at the two black-clad bodyguards who had run into the hospital gate looking disheveled in the rearview mirror.

The reporter sitting in the driver's seat was quite taken aback by Ling Mo's unusual calmness, and could only swallow nervously, "Ms. Ling... are you really not angry?"

"There's nothing to be angry about. I just think your behavior is boring and a complete waste of your lives."

"What do you mean?" the reporter asked, looking somewhat confused and puzzled.

"I find it hard to understand why people waste time filming me. Wouldn't it be better to use that time for researchers or for left-behind children who need more care?"

"The problem is, what the public wants to see is gossip and scandalous news. Those of us in this industry have no say in the matter."

"Given the current environment, it's no wonder you're in this situation. However, I still believe that the choice has always been in each individual's own hands."

Ling Mo nodded slightly. Although she did not approve of his actions, she could understand the enormous pressure an adult had to bear to support his family, so she said no more.

The young reporter, who was temporarily acting as her driver, had a brief conversation with Ling Mo and suddenly seemed to have an epiphany. He stopped asking about her private affairs and instead silently planned what he should do after dropping her off at her destination.

Should I continue making jokes and absurdities as an entertainment reporter, or should I rekindle my childhood dream and become someone who contributes to society...?