Feng Yin followed Mu Qing.
Mu Qing was wearing a hat, surrounded by an assistant makeup artist, and the security guards were still invited on the outside.
After getting off the bus, everyone, including Feng Yin, no longer had the ease in the car.
A series of incidents against Mu Qing were accidental and far-fetched.
This is also the fundamental reason why Tao Zi strengthened security.
Tao Zi looked at Feng Yin behind Mu Qing, and the burden pressed on her shoulders was a little lighter. Feng Yin was really beneficial.
As an agent, Tao Zi believes that Feng Yin has signs of a fire.
Or, she has become very angry.
The existence of Feng Yin does not need to establish a character like other celebrities, nor is it afraid of being exposed to black history. After all, who can still be blacker than Feng Yin?
“Mu Qing———”
“Mu Qing———”
The excited shouts of fans interrupted Tao Zi’s thoughts.
She looked at the fans waiting outside the work passage and frowned.
Is it someone who leaked their whereabouts or a coincidence?
It is not impossible. The date and time of the concert are fixed, and there will always be some fans waiting in advance.
Tao Zi speeded up and stood behind Mu Qing.
“Wave, say hello, bow, go.”
Mu Qing nodded invisibly, took off his hat, waved to the fans, and smiled.
“Ah—Mu Qing!”
“Mu Qing, I love you!”
Mu Qing had a good expression management, but his steps on his feet were not slow at all.
Mu Qing, who arrived at the door, suddenly stood still and bent down politely to the fans, which caused another scream.
Feng Yin was focused and focused on the surrounding environment and people, and still had time to think: How could she like someone she was completely unfamiliar with? She didn’t understand.