Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 332: Reporters Lurking Nearby

The two were talking when suddenly, Shen Kang looked in a certain direction not far away and shouted, "Oh no! There’s a journalist! Hey, no photos!"

Imdiately, Shen Kang ran towards a cluster of bushes across the street, and instantly a man in a wide-brimd hat dashed out from the bushes.

The man was wearing a dark brown hoodie, with a cara hanging around his neck. Seeing Shen Kang chase after him, he imdiately turned and ran to the other side of the street...

"Stop!"

Shen Kang shouted again, but after chasing for dozens of ters, he still couldn’t catch up with the man.

"Mr. Lu, I’ll drive right away to catch him!" Shen Kang said, ready to chase the journalist by car.

But he was stopped by Lu Jihan’s voice, "Forget it, Shen Kang, there’s no need!"

"But, Mr. Lu..." Shen Kang wanted to say sothing more, but was stopped by Lu Jihan’s cold glare.

"Journalists are like flies, constantly bothering you. It’s better to think of a way to block the news."

After saying this, Lu Jihan turned back to Professor Qin Qing, nodded slightly, and apologized, "I’m sorry, Professor Qin, for startling you. I’ll have soone handle the photo issue later."

"It’s fine."

Professor Qin Qing waved his hand, "I don’t really follow dia news anyway. Photos in the reports don’t concern . But you, Mr. Lu, as the president of Mainland Group, being photographed with an old guy like might not look great."

"Not at all, signing an icon of the music world like you, Professor Qin, is a trendous honor for Mainland Group."

"Oh, by the way, Angie seems to be staying at the sa hotel as you, so I’ll trouble you to give her a ride."

Lu Jihan glanced at Song Anqi, who had been quietly and obediently standing next to him, with no expression on his face.

"Don’t worry, I’ll make sure Miss Song gets to the hotel safely."

The two exchanged a few more words. Lu Jihan personally saw Professor Qin Qing off to the car and watched him leave before turning back to look at Song Anqi.

Seemingly tired, he loosened the tie around his neck, unbuttoned his collar, shedding the sharp and upright deanor he had earlier, now possessing a languid elegance.

He gave Song Anqi a glance and said, "Get in the car, Miss Song."

After seeing off Professor Qin Qing, the youthful, gentle expression on Song Anqi’s face vanished, replaced by an allure only a mature woman could possess.

She gazed longingly at Lu Jihan’s retreating back, utterly enamored with his noble charm and lazy sensuality.

Let’s see if I can handle you...

She muttered to herself, "Mr. Lu, aren’t you hungry? It’s still early, why don’t we go for a al..."

Lu Jihan just wanted to get away as soon as possible. He headed straight to Wang Manager’s private car, "Old Wang, give a ride. Shen Kang, take Miss Song back to the hotel."

"Yes." Shen Kang stifled a laugh, glanced at the bewildered Song Anqi, coughed slightly, and said, "This way, Miss Song."

"Hey, Mr. Lu, you..."

Song Anqi wanted to chase after Lu Jihan, but he had already gotten in the car with Manager Wang. In less than two minutes, his figure disappeared from the entrance of the teahouse.

"Infuriating!"

Song Anqi stomped her foot, cursing, "Lu Jihan, are you just using and casting aside? Let’s see if you dare to skip the music soiree tomorrow!"

After gritting her teeth, she turned around in frustration and got into Shen Kang’s black business car.

Looking out the window, a cold glint flashed across Song Anqi’s silky, enchanting eyes.

Tomorrow, yes tomorrow, she must win over Lu Jihan!