Jian Anning also knew that Yu Zexiao must be upset about this matter. She persuaded helplessly and could only nod: "Okay. I also support it, but this matter must be planned carefully. Moreover—"
She smiled: "Actually, even if things are really exposed, I don’t think it’s a big deal. Because we’re going to get married soon anyway!"
In the past, they were secretive for three reasons: fear of trouble from her stepfather’s side, worry that her "fiancé" Situ Xuan would cause issues, and concern that it might affect Yu Zexiao’s work. After all, he had agreed to promote Nie Anni when signing the deal with the company.
But now that things have already been exposed, the last worry is irrelevant. As for the first two concerns, she personally went back to Toronto and sorted them out, so even if her identity were publicly revealed at this point, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
At most, she’d have a headache when facing the dia and reporters—being a celebrity’s wife, wouldn’t she be blinded by the dia’s flashlights?
She’s relatively low-key and used to handle these matters for Yu Zexiao just fine. After all, it wasn’t her being exposed. But from now on, if she becos the person in the spotlight, it surely wouldn’t be a pleasant feeling.
However, she is also aware that if she is with Yu Zexiao, this kind of thing is inevitable. It’s just a matter of sooner or later. Eventually, she would have to step into the spotlight beside Yu Zexiao.
Even if she wants to hide, with so many people watching, she couldn’t possibly stay hidden forever. Yu Zexiao is a public figure; he can protect her from being discovered usually, but so probing is definitely unavoidable.
No way around it; she chose a big star as her boyfriend. Since she’s decided to be with him, these things are part of it.
"You’re not worried?" Yu Zexiao was a bit surprised as he always wanted to keep Jian Anning hidden, not wanting her to face the dia. He also knew Jian Anning’s personality was low-key, not liking the flower-and-boots life chased by flashlights.
"Worrying is useless. Besides, am I really that unpresentable? It’s always made you afraid to make it public."
"Well, sowhat," Yu Zexiao deliberately stroked his chin, pretending to be disdainful. Jian Anning swung her hand at him: "Are you looking for trouble?"
Yu Zexiao laughed and held her in his arms. Jian Anning snuggled against him, and they quietly leaned together, seemingly generating a comforting power.
As they embraced, there was a knock at the door outside. Though the mont felt comforting for both—what can be done; Yu Zexiao is outside. If they want to show affection, they can do it at ho.
So, Jian Anning gently raised her head from his arms: "May I ask who you’re looking for?"
"Zexiao, ready to go back." It was Hong Minjun’s voice. The two imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, quickly separated, Jian Anning helped smooth out his suit and tidied his clothes, fixed her slightly disheveled hair, and then opened the door: "Sister Minjun."
Hong Minjun looked them over, Yu Zexiao still looking indifferent, and Jian Anning tidying up. At least, from their appearance, nothing seed unusual.
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