Wen Ying walked over impatiently.
"Put it down, stop filming."
"I will film, what are you afraid of? Now you're scared? Why weren't you scared when you were cursing just now?"
Suddenly, a few people immediately caught the attention of those around them.
Seeing the person approaching with a phone, Su Tingyan stepped forward and grabbed the phone.
"What are you doing, stealing phones now?"
"You're invading someone's privacy first."
"He's a public figure, isn't he meant to be photographed?"
Su Tingyan gave the phone to another person.
"Could you please hold this for us, kid? We'll take it back once we've moved away."
Seeing the crowd growing, Su Tingyan pulled Wen Ying and left.
Wen Ying grumbled in disappointment, "This is so annoying."
"Let's go first, some people have recognized you."
The two could only go back home.
But as soon as they got home, Su Tingyan saw that Wen Ying's agent had sent him a message.
"Did you go out to play? What happened, you got photographed?"
