Lu Jinchen suddenly laughed, a low, mocking sound that made Xia Yuqing's heart tighten. "Baby," he said, his lips curling into a dangerous smirk, "I am Lu Jinchen. Who do you think is stupid enough to go against me? Or are you planning to be the paparazzi who exposes me?"
Her eyes widened in shock. "You… you know?"
"That you've been working as a paparazzi for Yan Rouxi?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. His gaze was sharp, but his tone carried no anger. "Yes. I figured it out long ago."
Xia Yuqing's lips parted in disbelief. "Then why didn't you…" She trailed off, biting her tongue.
"Because that's your work, your freedom." His voice softened. "Why would I take that away from you?"
