The small photography studio suddenly filled up with people, with many stretching their necks to get a look. Even though there were security guards, they were just young guys! Not only did they struggle to manage the crowd, but even they squeezed through to sneak a peek.
Yu Zexiao chuckled, his expression gentle: "Thank you all for your concern. Could we take photos first, please?"
"Hey hey hey!" The crowd that was previously packed like sardines instantly stepped back. In fact, there were one or two die-hard female fans who, seeing the crowd, volunteered to help maintain order.
"Not bad!" Jian Anning naturally knew that Yu Zexiao's popularity was always high. But for him to be able to command the crowd with just a single sentence, she was quite surprised.
"Of course, he's your husband!" Yu Zexiao took her hand and walked towards the site, while Jian Anning laughed: "We haven't signed the papers yet, so I can still back out, right?"
