Chapter 7.3 - A Sudden Rumoured Romance (3)

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Jia He was in no mood to joke. After shooting back a retort, she hung up.

Fortunately, it was only a side shot of her face. It was not like she was a celebrity. People wouldn't readily remember her face.

There are differences between a photo and the real, live person, and what's more, the differences are really big. Jia He continuously brainwashed herself. Back when Qiao Qiao was photographed having dinner with one of the artistes under her management, she had only been teased with a couple of sentences here and there by a few good friends; there had been no impact to her. Jia He could only pray now that there would not be any busybody people acquainted with her, coming out to join in on the excitement.

As a journalist, she had never read the articles she wrote, fearful she would find them shallow only after they were printed.

As a screenwriter, she never watched the dramas she wrote, fearful she would not discover how corny they were until they had aired.

Therefore, when she was the subject of gossip, naturally... she also did not dare go to any forums to read those posts exposing her personal details.

One moment she was thinking this was no big deal, the next moment she was terrified that this really would turn into an ordeal of some sort.

Feeling conflicted and torn like this, she walked from the bathroom to the bedroom, then looked in the closet, checking item by item to see whether she had packed everything. A long while later, she once more pulled out her mobile phone, took a look at the text message Ctrip had sent her, and verified her flight time. There were still more than five hours. But since there was nothing to do at home anyway, it was perfect; she had enough time to have a decent dinner. Thinking this, she straightaway, towing her luggage with her, strode out of her home and locked the door behind her.

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While she was waiting for the elevator, Auntie Zhao, her next-door neighbour, happened to come out to throw out the garbage, and seeing Jia He, she at once came over and greeted her. "Jia He, you're home?"

Jia He nodded. "I just got back, but I'm leaving again to go to Beijing on business."

Ding. The elevator doors opened. Jia He was about to say goodbye, but Auntie Zhao was already following her into the elevator. "Such nice sunshine. I'll go downstairs to walk around."

Jia He was puzzled by this. It was not until she had pressed the button for the first floor that Auntie Zhao whisperingly asked, "You're going to Beijing to register your marriage?"

"Huh?" Jia He jumped with shock.

"Just now my daughter was playing on the computer and she showed me a picture." Auntie Zhao's smile was enigmatic. "With such a boyfriend, does that mean from now on you don't have to pay whenever you go watch a movie?"

Jia He did not even know how she should react to this. So, to these aunties, the benefits of being an actor were actually that simple...

"Auntie, people are just joking around about that. You absolutely cannot believe what's said on the Internet. It's all fake."

Auntie Zhao's response was an "Uh-huh, uh-huh," as well as a nod. "I get it. My daughter already told me. We have to seal our lips. Even when reporters come asking, we can't say anything."

Jia He fell into utter silence. Managing to bear through until they finally reached the first floor, she carried her suitcase down a set of stairs and yanked out its handle. "Auntie, I'm going now."

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