The King’s Enchanting
Chapter 809 - 819: Tracking (7)

Chapter 809: Chapter 819: Tracking (7)

"When is it necessary then?" For some reason, Yu Zexiao always felt a little uneasy and kept asking.

Jian Anning smiled, "He said he wants to be responsible for your new album. If it’s really about work, there’s nothing to be done. However, in private, I’ll try to have less contact with him."

Just thinking about that guy lurking around again made Yu Zexiao quite unhappy.

However, he was well aware that work was one thing and personal matters were another. She was doing her best, and he had no reason to complain.

"Alright then, remember the promise you made to me."

This guy, even when he’s jealous, he makes it seem so justified. Jian Anning buried her head in the quilt, smiling.

Yu Zexiao looked at her, with a slight smile on his face, but outwardly, it was as if nothing had happened. He slowly turned around.

"I’m leaving, you wait for me obediently."

"Mmm." She nodded, watching him grab his wallet and lower the brim of his cap as he left.

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Just stepping out of the hospital, Yu Zexiao felt a bit lost.

He wasn’t familiar with this place, how would he know where the supermarket was?

In the past, if he needed to purchase something, he’d directly ask Jian Anning or the driver Xiaowang, and when in Yancheng, there was also Yang Haoming.

But now, Yang Haoming wasn’t around, driver Xiaowang’s mother had a stroke, and he was on leave to care for her, and Jian Anning was in the hospital, so he had to rely on himself.

The problem was, being a big celebrity, how could he casually ask people?

After wandering around the street twice and not finding a place to buy daily necessities, Yu Zexiao started to feel anxious. He thought about it and saw a woman about forty or fifty years old nearby, assuming that such a person wouldn’t be a fan. He nervously approached her, lowered the brim of his cap even further, and lowered his voice, stepping forward abruptly, "Excuse me, is there a supermarket nearby?"

The woman seemed to be waiting for someone. Startled by the deep voice out of nowhere, she turned around to see a young guy with his cap pulled low, covering most of his face, and speaking softly—this guy seemed suspicious, didn’t he?

She recalled recent news reports saying that young people like this often appeared near hospitals, stealing when there were crowds and robbing when someone was alone, urging the public to be vigilant.

She was stunned, and Yu Zexiao, lowering his voice again with a deliberately deep tone, asked, "Is there a supermarket nearby?"

Asking a person without showing one’s face, and it was almost evening, a strong young man suddenly appearing in the night—could he be planning to rob?

The woman took a step back, shook her head warily, and said nothing. Seeing no result from asking her, Yu Zexiao moved on to another person. The next person had his back to him, and Yu Zexiao was too embarrassed to say hello directly. Due to his germophobia, he didn’t want to touch the man’s body either, so instead, he reached out and tugged on his backpack strap, signaling for him to turn around.

The person was caught off guard, and when Yu Zexiao tugged and asked a question, it turned out this person was also from out of town and unfamiliar with the area, so he just shook his head. Feeling quite disappointed, Yu Zexiao saw a third person and was about to tug on his bag to ask him, when suddenly he heard a sharp voice, "Thief, catch him!"