Paparazzi? Mu Yan's expression changed slightly, and she instinctively looked around.
"Don't look, they're behind me." Lin Jiamu took off his jacket and covered Mu Yan's head with it, "Come with me."
He grabbed Mu Yan's wrist, and the two walked directly towards the parking spot.
Once in the car, Lin Jiamu said, "I need to shake off the paparazzi first, so it'll be a bit later before I can take you back to the hospital."
"It's okay." Mu Yan frowned slightly and looked at Lin Jiamu, "Did they capture anything just now?"
"They probably did, but don't worry, I'll handle it," Lin Jiamu reassured her.
Mu Yan felt that things couldn't be as simple as he said. If they were photographed together, the headlines were inevitable tomorrow.
Even though Lin Jiamu had only been in the industry for a few years, his popularity was immense, with a large fanbase, especially female fans.
