Mi Feifei's face was pale, but she forced a smile. "I'm fine. You didn't have to make a special trip."
Her voice was weak. Her agent, Zhao Baozhu, who was beside her, chimed in, "Not fine? If Yang Zhou hadn't been there, you'd be on an operating table right now." Zhao Baozhu's tone wasn't pleasant, but it was clear she was just worried about Mi Feifei.
Lu Xize frowned again as Zhao Baozhu began to tell him what had happened that evening.
It turned out that earlier this evening, Mi Feifei had been having dinner with a director and several producers to discuss a potential film collaboration. However, when she left the restaurant, her location had been leaked, and she was swarmed by fans.
Normally, this wouldn't have been a big deal. To her fans, Mi Feifei had always projected an image that was cool yet approachable. If fans wanted photos or autographs, she would politely oblige whenever she ran into them.
