Leaving Fu Corporation, Mu Yinyin found her car in the parking lot and got in.
She thought of going home early today to accompany Fenfen.
Meanwhile, in another corner of the parking lot, a camera lens retracted from behind a car door.
The paparazzo flipped through the photos on his camera, his mouth agape in excitement.
Mu Yinyin was truly something, to walk out of Fu Corporation?
Did she have an unspeakable relationship with the CEO of Fu Corporation? Was she perhaps two-timing?
However, the photos in his camera were only of Mu Yinyin alone, and the words he'd spoken were just figments of his imagination.
The paparazzo sighed at this difficult task, "This woman hasn't even interacted with anyone. She's so hard to photograph."
He had been following Mu Yinyin for so many days without capturing anything, and now he finally had a bombshell!
"Your photography skills are really not that great."
Just as he was about to open his car door, a crisp voice suddenly came from behind him.
Mu Yinyin, who should have already gotten into her car, had somehow appeared behind him.
"Oh my god!"
The paparazzo screamed and turned to run, but Mu Yinyin moved with lightning speed, grabbing his arm and pinning him against the van.
Taking the paparazzo's camera, Mu Yinyin discovered photos of herself walking out of Fu Corporation.
Mu Yinyin's eyes instantly turned cold.
If she hadn't noticed the reflection in the car window just now, she might not have discovered this person tracking her.
The paparazzo, wanting to break free quickly, found that as soon as he moved his arm and shoulder, he felt a sharp pain, making his upper body tingle.
It was like being in a TV drama, completely immobile.
Panicked, he immediately resorted to shamelessness and accused Mu Yinyin, "What are you doing? Are you assaulting someone in public?"
"Let me go quickly, and I'll let it go. Otherwise, I'll really start shouting for help!"
Mu Yinyin smiled indifferently, "You're infringing on someone's portrait rights and you think you're in the right? Then let's go to the police station now and see what they think."
The paparazzo, quick-witted, immediately found an excuse for himself.
"Don't talk nonsense here. I'm just a street photographer, just taking pictures casually."
Hearing this perfunctory reason, Mu Yinyin spun the camera in her hand and shifted her gaze to the paparazzo.
"With your professional paparazzi gear, you must have secretly photographed countless people and made many enemies. Perhaps there's proof in this camera."
Hearing Mu Yinyin's words, the paparazzo finally started to panic.
After all, the most important thing for people in their line of work was the secrecy of their personal information. He had offended people before, and if it were exposed, he would be finished.
So, he closed his eyes and immediately compromised, "I'm just earning some extra cash. Someone told me to follow you and take photos for the past few months."
Mu Yinyin turned her eyes and asked, "Who instructed you?"
Facing Mu Yinyin's questioning, the paparazzo hesitated. Seeing this, Mu Yinyin tightened her grip, causing the paparazzo to yelp in pain.
Those were pressure points specifically used for torture.
With just three inches of silver needle penetration, it could make a person wish they were dead, something even a muscle-bound man couldn't withstand, let alone a small paparazzo.
"I'm not lying. I don't know the specific identity of the person opposite. They just transferred the money directly to my account."
The paparazzo told Mu Yinyin everything he knew, not daring to conceal anything.
"Ms. Mu, please let me go. I'm just doing this for money!"
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Whether it was personal grudges or commercial competition, Mu Yinyin reckoned she had quite a few enemies.
Could it be Nan Shiqing?
After being so humiliated at Liang Min's birthday banquet, having Fu Siye retaliate against her wasn't enough, and she still had to personally find someone to cause trouble.
Perhaps fate was on her side, the paparazzo's phone rang at that opportune moment.
The contact was saved as – Mu Yinyin's Peeping Patron.
The atmosphere suddenly quieted.
"Answer it. Put it on speaker."
Seeing the paparazzo still trembling as he looked at her, Mu Yinyin released him and leaned against the car.
"Just talk to him like you normally do."
The paparazzo repeatedly agreed. He took a deep breath and resigned himself to answering the call.
"Hello?"
A somewhat displeased voice from the other end of the line chided, "Why are you taking so long to answer?"
The man's somewhat hoarse voice came through the receiver, and as it entered Mu Yinyin's ears, she felt a sense of familiarity.
The paparazzo glanced at Mu Yinyin's expression, then lowered his voice, feigning a secretive tone.
"I'm secretly taking photos right now. Why are you calling me now? You almost got me discovered."
Watching the paparazzo's dramatic performance, Mu Yinyin raised an eyebrow.
He was really getting into character.
The person on the other end of the line was also deceived, and the impatience in his voice lessened considerably.
"So, after all these days, have you managed to capture anything useful?"
The paparazzo perked up at this and cast another glance at Mu Yinyin.
The latter surveyed her surroundings, then pointed towards Fu Corporation, gesturing to the paparazzo. This made the 'no' that was about to escape the paparazzo's lips stick in his throat.
"Yes, yes, I have."
Mu Yinyin had intended to have the paparazzo mention the Mu Corporation to gauge the other party's reaction.
However, the paparazzo had gotten carried away with his acting.
"I've got it! This Mu Yinyin probably has some relationship with the CEO of Mu Corporation. She's definitely two-timing. The past news with Lu Corporation was also true, and she just walked out of Fu Corporation again."
The paparazzo described it vividly, as if he had actually witnessed it.
Mu Yinyin couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
As expected of someone in the news media industry, their ability to fabricate stories was truly unmatched.
"I knew this woman couldn't be that simple. She really has some skills, managing to fool two men. I bet her identity as a designer wasn't earned through merit either."
The man on the other end of the line spewed a torrent of vulgarities, making even the paparazzo look somewhat uncomfortable.
He nervously observed Mu Yinyin, only to be surprised to find her expression unchanged, with no sign of anger.
This reaction caused the paparazzo's heart to falter.
At that moment, the man on the other end of the line continued, "Just send me the photos you've taken."
Seeing Mu Yinyin nod, the paparazzo repeatedly agreed before hanging up the phone.
"Ms. Mu, what should we do next..."
Mu Yinyin responded nonchalantly, having already thought of a plan: "Send him the photos of me leaving Fu Corporation."
As for who the person on the other end was, Mu Yinyin had recognized him as soon as he spoke.
Chen Zhuo.