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The reporters raised their own questions as well.

But Chu Xiyue was eager to go watch the excitement and had no time to explain. They would find out soon enough anyway, so she waved her hand without answering and hurried off the interview platform.

Chu Xiyue was still unfamiliar with the venue and did not know where the little garden was, but that was fine—ask around and there would always be a way.

She casually stopped a passing staff member. "Hello, may I ask where the venue's little garden is?"

The staff member pointed in a direction, and Chu Xiyue headed toward the little garden with hurried steps.

But Chu Xiyue did not know that as she sneaked over there, two figures were following behind her.

The two trailed far behind Chu Xiyue. One looked to be in his early twenties, while the other was around forty or fifty. Dressed in staff uniforms with black baseball caps on their heads, they appeared relaxed, but were actually acting sneaky as hell.

The younger man looked around and lowered his voice as he asked the middle-aged man beside him, "Master, why are we following her? Chu Xiyue probably doesn't have any newsworthy gossip on her. I heard paparazzo friends from the mainland complain that she's the least newsworthy celebrity around. Not even dogs would photograph her."

"That's why you're young and still have plenty to learn," the older paparazzo said, adjusting the miniature camera on his body with a smug expression. "For Chu Xiyue to say those things just now, she clearly knows some insider information about the film festival. After leaving the interview platform, she didn't join up with her crew and instead rushed to this deserted place. Something's definitely up!"

"Based on my years of instinct, when a female celebrity