Found

"And yet you managed to fool those fan girls?" Mo Yifan was in awe of the girl. What the hell? Why did she approach him then? What if those aggressive girls did something to her? Was she a fan?

He clutched his stomach and started laughing out loudly. The happiness on his face was apparent. The girl got confused. This was such a trivial thing, why was he so happy?

Plus, if it did come out that he was actual Mo Yifan, would it not be a problem for him? He played along with her, his fans might criticize him for that.

Mo Yifan finally got to observe the girl. She was almost a head shorter than him. She was not very pretty in terms of idol world, but her features were perfect individually. A high nose, a sharp chin, big beautiful eyes hidden beneath a pair of glasses, although they lacked empathy. Her juicy red lips looked tantalizing.

At the last thought, Mo Yifan felt flustered. Why did his mind wander there? He shook his head, this was one chance encounter. They were not even going to meet again, perhaps.

"Mo Yifan! Where were you all this time? Who is this lass?" the manager had finally spotted the two people after he heard a familiar laughter. He panted because he had been running since he had lost Mo Yifan about an hour ago.

They had just come here to get Mo Yifan fitted for his magazine shoot the next day. This small unknown country housed one of the most famous clothes designer, Ms. Jacqueline James, famous by her name JJ. She herself had offered to create clothes for Mo Yifan for she was a big fan of the idol.

She claimed that he was her muse to have such a perfect body. Thus, although their photoshoot was back in China itself, they had to fly halfway across the world just to get his costumes fitted. Of course, him attending the company party was just an excuse. Even if he had an off today, he would have spent it sleeping. Did those girls not understand how precious sleep was for him?

Mo Yifan was not a person to sit idly, so he took his manager, Wang Zibo, out just to stroll on the street. This small country was somewhere in Europe. Christmas was an especially big thing here. Mo Yifan wanted to experience the holiday festivities himself, thus he got out with minimum disguise.

Who would have thought that the guy would be popular here too?

No one dared approach him when he was with Wang Zibo. Wang Zibo was a 6.5 feet tall guy with a burly body. Anyone would be intimidated seeing him.

But Mo Yifan was suddenly fascinated with some decoration item while Wang Zibo was attending an important business call. They got separated and Mo Yifan's phone died as well due to cold weather. Poor guys could not contact each other and then someone recognized Yifan. It was a disaster after disaster.

Wang Zibo eyed the girl from top to bottom. She did not look like anything dangerous but her cold and aloof expression was not helping her at all. Plus, he had seen them arms in arms from far away. Unaware of the situation, he had deemed her an enemy,

"Oh yeah, you saved me and I did not even ask your name. Could I know the name of my benefactor?" Mo Yifan smiled and kissed the back of the hand of the girl gently.

The girl flinched and took back her hand rudely, stunning both Mo Yifan and Wang Zibo. Who in the world did not like him? Which girl in the world would not die for Mo Yifan to even glance at her? Yet this girl was behaving like he was some disgusting creature.

"I would suggest Mr. Wang to take care better care of their idol. I was just passing by and helped a poor lost soul. I do not need anything in exchange. Then, farewell," the girl said coolly and started walking away. Within minutes, she was out of their sight.

"What was that?" Wang Zibo dusted Mo Yifan's clothes and checked if there was any bodily harm.

"Perhaps she is shy? She was really bold just now though. I wish I could make friends with her," Mo Yifan said in disappointment. He was really intrigued. This was the first girl to have rejected him. He wanted to know the reason behind her behavior, first she saved him and then turned him down like this.

She did not even take the money from him. Who was she? Was she really such a saintly person to have helped him for nothing in return?

"Run a background check on her," Mo Yifan instructed Wang Zibo, his eyes flashing slight coldness, unlike how cheerful and preppy he had been with the girl. Perhaps it came naturally to Mo Yifan, he was an idol after all. He had to always be pleasing before the audience, he was always in an act.

"On it. What would you like to do next?" Wang Zibo opened his tab and looked at the schedule. "We still have to meet JJ again early morning and then we will be taking the place back to China."

"That is okay. I will get some time to rest too," Mo Yifan started walking forward.

"Uhh… hotel is the opposite way," Wang Zibo reminded while stifling his laughter. This guy's direction sense was really poor, no wonder he got lost.

"A… anyway, also keep an eye on the internet. There were a bunch of girls who took my picture," the idol averted his gaze and replied while his face went red from embarrassment.

Wang Zibo, stunned, looked at him. "Why did you not tell me that first? You do understand how important it is for me to on… Oh, boss is calling," Wang Zibo picked up his phone.

"Hey, boss…." Even before Wang Zibo could greet him, he heard yell from the other end.

"You idiots. What were you guys doing, revealing yourselves like that?" the boss screamed and from the voice it did seem he was quite furious.