Huayu: We're asking you to act, and you're playing a superhuman?

"You, how did you get in?!"

Mr. Liu, his face flushed, pointed at the paparazzi who rushed in and questioned them, while trying to cover himself with his hands.

For Liu and Cai, being photographed by paparazzi like this, as long as it's not a scandal, is just increasing their exposure.

However, as a businessman, Mr. Liu felt there was nothing he needed to expose.

On the contrary, it's the paparazzi who use the photos they take to write all sorts of nonsense that will affect him, and his social circle will laugh at him for failing to cheat.

Upon hearing the question, the cameraman, who had been snapping photos of Liu Shishi and Cai Yinong, instantly turned around and started snapping away at President Liu's face.

A flurry of camera flashes erupted as Mr. Liu covered his face in embarrassment, shouting that his portrait rights had been violated...

Liu Shishi and Cai Yinong were also quite taken aback by what they saw.

They were stunned for a moment. The paparazzi, who had already gathered enough material from Mr. Liu, turned their cameras around again, this time with questions.

"Mr. Cai, is tonight a business gathering for Sugar People?"

"Is there a new movie to release?"

"May I ask what this gentleman's relationship is with Liu Shishi?"

"..."

"Please stop taking pictures! We will not be giving any interviews tonight."

Cai Yinong raised her hands to shield Liu Shishi behind her, already regretting not bringing an assistant.

Liu Shishi kept her head down, pulled up her mask, and tried to avoid eye contact with the paparazzi.

Just as the situation was at a stalemate, Cai Yinong suddenly pulled Liu Shishi and rushed out of the private room. The paparazzi quickly followed, but were eventually stopped by Cai Yinong at the entrance.

Liu Shishi pulled her mask up and rushed out of the private room, staggering as she ran towards the elevator.

Once inside the elevator, she only needs to go to the lobby on the first floor, book a room, and ask the hotel to keep it confidential. Then she can stay in the room until her assistant comes to pick her up.

She and Cai Yinong are quite adept at using this method to avoid paparazzi.

However, just as Liu Shishi rushed into the elevator and frantically pressed the close button, a hand suddenly landed on the closing elevator door, making her heart tighten.

The doors failed to close and slowly moved to the sides.

Liu Shishi quickly retreated to a corner and pulled her mask up, trying to conceal her identity.

The person who came in was a man wearing a sports jacket, a hood, and sunglasses. He had dark skin and a thick beard under his sideburns.

"Sorry!"

Liu Shishi saw him nod apologetically to her, and quickly nodded back. She thought to herself, "This man's English has a curry accent. Could he be Third Brother?"

The elevator doors closed, and the man in sunglasses, who appeared to be the third brother, pressed the button for the second basement level, then looked at Liu Shishi.

Liu Shishi nodded, indicating that she would also go to this floor.

She just remembered that she had come in Cai Yinong's car today, and she could go downstairs to find her car later.

In the silence, the elevator descended rapidly without stopping or opening its doors.

When they arrived at the second basement level, the man in sunglasses stepped out the moment the elevator doors opened, and Liu Shishi waited a while before coming out.

Upon entering the underground parking garage, Liu Shishi let out a long breath and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the man in sunglasses.

The receding figure made her slender eyebrows furrow slowly, and a hint of reminiscence flashed in her hazy eyes.

Why does it feel so familiar?

Once inside the car, Wang Weili checked his disguise in the rearview mirror.

With his Indian appearance and fluent English, he wouldn't risk being exposed even when facing fans... Although he did consider wearing a mask, that would be too much of a cover-up and would easily attract attention on the street.

Looking at the dark environment inside the garage, Wang Weili took off his sunglasses as he drove out of the garage.

As the car pulled away completely and was about to turn, Wang Weili suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a muffled thud from the hood.

"A resignation?!"

It was an instinctive reaction; there was no time to fake it.

Liu Shishi, who was lying on the hood of the car, chuckled and, fueled by the effects of the alcohol, became bolder in her words and actions.

"What are you pretending for?"

The sounds of alcohol emanating from the windshield were accompanied by loud banging.

Wang Weili rolled down the car window and peered out, only to find that the person leaning against the hood was none other than Liu Shishi, who was quite drunk.

Looking down at the time, Wang Weili began speaking in broken Mandarin, "Hey, what happened?"

"You're still pretending to be a foreigner with me!"

Liu Shishi fiddled with the windshield wipers, lying completely on the hood, craning her neck to glare at Wang Weili inside the car.

Her mask covered most of her face, with only her eyes and forehead showing.

But those eyes, which always seemed lifeless in front of the camera, shone brightly tonight in this dark and gloomy underground parking garage.

bang bang.

Liu Shishi patted the rearview mirror twice and pointed at Wang Weili, saying, "I know it's you. I can tell from your back. Take me home!"

"..."

Wang Weili sat expressionless in the car, facing off against Liu Shishi for two minutes.

Seeing that the drunkard showed no sign of getting off the hood, and with Cai Yinong arriving unexpectedly, and time running out...

"Get in the car, sit in the front passenger seat."

His voice was clear, yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Liu Shishi chuckled twice, the liquid flowing down from the hood of the car before collapsing to the ground, muttering incoherent nonsense.

Wang Weili gripped the steering wheel, and in the end could only sigh, get out of the car and help her into the passenger seat.

……

The cool breeze blowing in from the car window made Liu Shishi feel a sense of lightness in her head.

My previously sluggish thoughts began to move, the overlapping images in front of me started to refocus, and the people sitting next to me became clear.

"Huh? It's you? Where am I?"

Liu Shishi struggled to get up, but found herself trapped in her seat.

"Why are you locking me up? Where are you taking me? Have you been planning something with me all along...?"

Wang Weili glanced at her, slowly stepped on the brake, and after coming to a stop, pulled out the car key and rushed into the house.

This series of fluid movements left Liu Shishi, who was directing and acting out her own little drama in the passenger seat, completely bewildered.

She was stunned for several seconds before realizing that she was strapped in with a seatbelt, and that the car was parked in front of a detached villa.

The effects of the alcohol surged again, and Liu Shishi staggered into the house, following the sound from the inside.

Passing through the lobby and living room, she arrived at an open-plan office, where she saw Wang Weili, who had hurriedly gotten out of the car earlier, leaning back in his chair, intently watching the television hanging on the wall.

On the television, a middle-aged white man was announcing something with a somber expression.

Liu Shishi's English is not very good, so she cannot understand the content by listening. The double vision caused by being drunk also makes it difficult for her to see the subtitles.

Wang Weili listened with exceptional attention.

The middle-aged white man on TV is Mario Draghi, the current president of the European Central Bank, who is proposing solutions to the euro's depreciation caused by the European debt crisis.

As he explained each word, the foreign exchange market entered a delicate balance between bulls and bears.

However, this balance will completely vanish with a single sentence, and the market will reverse accordingly...