Chu Yao didn't care about these things, but the others were so enthusiastic, it wasn't good to dampen their spirits.
Fans are fans, even passerby fans. They're fighting for her now, but might turn into haters at any time, so it's safer for her to speak less.
"Sister Yao, where are you going?"
Even the way she was addressed had changed.
"Didn't the cab have a destination?"
The driver glanced over, eyes wide.
Wow!
A bar!
"Sister Yao, aren't you afraid of being photographed in a place like that?"
Chu Yao laughed, "Who says celebrities can't go to bars? I'm there to drink, and the owner won't stop me from entering."
"True, but Sister Yao, be careful there. Do you want me to wait for you outside?"
"No, just go."
Chu Yao tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a slightly raised half-profile, and waved goodbye to Mo Tingshen standing outside the car.
