Jiang Tingxu's three assistants followed behind them. It wasn't their first time seeing Si You, and they knew what they should and shouldn't say.
Once they left the VIP lounge, the crowd gradually thickened. Jiang Tingxu stopped holding hands with him and instead kept one hand hovering protectively behind Si You's waist. They both missed each other terribly. The difference was that Jiang Tingxu could hold himself back until they got home, while Si You, no matter how calm and composed he appeared before the cameras, was now chattering away nonstop, even bouncing a little when he got excited.
Several people suddenly turned out from another passageway and shoved their cameras in their faces, shutters clicking wildly. Jiang Tingxu's first reaction was to shield Si You behind him.
Fortunately, there were four bodyguards with them. They immediately formed a human wall and pushed the paparazzi back to a safe distance.
A dark look clouded Jiang Tingxu's sharp brows. Just as he was about to speak, another group rushed over with cameras and long lenses. Four women and one man, all of them young. The girl leading them had short hair, smoky eye makeup, and a cool demeanor. Chewing gum, she tossed her head at Si You. "Go. We've got this."
Jiang Tingxu instinctively looked at Si You. "You know them?"
"I'm his biggest fan-site manager!" The girl heavily emphasized the word "biggest."
Si You recognized her too. "Snipe Queen?"
The girl's original Weibo ID had been "Flying Orange." Her family was wealthy, and she was smart. After finishing her studies years ago, she traveled everywhere and started quite a few side businesses. She had thought returning home would be boring, but one night, with a startled cry of "Holy shit!" she became a fan of Si You. She had followed