You're My Glory ✔

⁴Epilogue

On the navigation map, a line from Hongqiao Airport to Lujiazui had already turned red.

Da Mao put down his camera, a little impatient. "Why is traffic jammed like this. It's even worse than Beijing."

"We ran into Friday night peak hour traffic." The driver, Xiao Lan, rolled down the window and lit a cigarette. "We're fine as long as we don't lose the target car. It seems that they are going to Qiao Jing Jing's house in Lujiazui."

"Most likely, Qiao Jing Jing has an event tomorrow. Hey, this is such a nice coincidence. We didn't manage to stake catch our actual target but we caught Qiao Jing Jing. We'll release it on April 1st. It'll probably stay on the hot stories listing for three days."

"Is that man her boyfriend?" A Dou leaned forward from the back seat.

"Most likely, yes. He's really handsome, so definitely not a staff member. Also, he looks well-off. That's a Mercedes-Benz passenger van. Sheesh, all these female celebrities."

They were stuck in traffic for a full ten minutes before the car started to move slowly. While Xiao Lan was following that car, he suddenly said, "There is something not right. Why are they getting off the Humin Expressway and going onto the Outer Ring Expressway. This isn't the way to Lujiazui."

"Don't care where he is going. Just keep following."

When the target vehicle entered a somewhat old neighborhood outside the Outer Ring Expressway, those three entertainment reporters were a little surprised.

"This... neighborhood is definitely not where Qiao Jing Jing's home is. Is it the man's home?"

"It doesn't look like it. This is outside the Outer Ring Expressway. He drives a Mercedes."

A Dou snorted. "I was just going to say that this car seems to belong to Qiao Jing Jing. I've seen it a few times. Don't dillydally, get ready to take pictures. Once they get out of the car and we find out where they are going, we'll see if we can find a place to shoot photos of inside."

In the end, after the car stopped, there was no movement for quite a while. The image in their camera was still.

This time, the three of them smoked together. "What are they doing in the car?"

"What do you think they are doing? Unfortunately the trees blocked our view, so we can't take any photos."

Single young people are so restless and fidgety.

A Dou said, "I will get out of the car first to scope things out."

Finally, after the time it took for them to smoke a whole cigarette, Qiao Jing Jing got down from the car with a mask on. She was empty-handed, and there was spring in her step. The tall man held her bag and followed after her.

As a photographer who had aspirations, Da Mao was very satisfied. While taking photos, he commented, "That fellow is very tall. He seems to be at least 185. The side profile is quite handsome and the nose is high. Is this leggy guy a newcomer?"

Xiao Lan had different opinion. "It doesn't look like it. You think people in the entertainment circle would actually live here? It is so inconvenient. If they're going to rent, they'll at least rent in Xintiandi (shopping, eating and entertainment district of Shanghai), on Huaihai Road (famous commercial street in the center of Shanghai), or something like those."

While talking, he dialed A Dou's phone. "They got out of the car."

Soon, A Dou sent the house number over. He was always resourceful, disguising himself as a delivery man, someone delivering water or take out, etc. to follow people into the elevator, and then he could see which floor they were going to. Xiao Lan looked at the information that was sent over and was very satisfied. "They're on the third floor. That'll be easy to shoot."