Nian Shen was thinking about something, but she didnât know what.
Right before the end, another stagehand came running up to her and said, "Heather! Hurry up and get out there, thereâs a handsome guy waiting for you!"
The words "handsome guy" drew everyoneâs attention, including Qu Leqi who was preparing to leave.
How many men has Heather flirted with exactly?
If it were before, she would definitely be puzzled by what kind of taste men have, but now she canât help but think, did that man already see her true face?
She also wondered why Heather was disguising herself as ugly! Was she just bored?
"Is it someone riding a heavy motorcycle?"
"How did you know?"
"He came yesterday too! Also waiting for Heather."
Leqi beckoned the person over and asked seemingly indifferently, "Whatâs his story?"
"Donât know... really tall and handsome, very sunny."
"Whatâs his relationship with Heather?"
"Not sure! But he seems like a boyfriend, and theyâre quite close. He even picked her up after work yesterday. That sort of thing... is typically done by boyfriends, right?"
"Alright, got it."
So that means tonight itâs just her and Nian Shen having dinner, Heather has nothing to do with it, huh?
...
"What is it now?" Heather walked out, seemingly rather reluctant to deal with Mo Jun Tian.
He was still leaning against his heavy bike, trying to look cool and handsome as always.
"Donât tell me that in just one day, youâve managed to get bullied again?"
"No!" He stood up straight and walked towards her, "Sis, after your show last night, no one dares to make fun of me anymore!"
"Hmm..." Heather admitted immodestly, "I am pretty awesome, but whatâs that got to do with you?"
"Donât be like that! You are my sister, your awesomeness is my awesomeness. With you looking out for me, they naturally wouldnât dare to act rashly. Do you think they want to lose even more face?"
"So why are you looking for me?"
"To thank you," he said as he turned around to take a small box and handed it to her, "This is for you!"
"Whatâs this?" Wrapped in a bag, she couldnât tell what was inside.
"A phone. Didnât you say you didnât have one? Iâve already set up the SIM card for you, using my ID, and itâs topped up with plenty of money to last you a whole year. If itâs not enough, just ask me for more!"
As soon as she heard it was a phone, she pushed it right back at him, "I donât need this thing."
"Itâs a token of my appreciation! Please take it."
Fearing that she wouldnât accept it, Mo Jun Tian immediately unpacked the phone and placed it in her palm, "Just make do with it! Please, Iâm begging you to take it, okay?"
This dialogue was a bit embarrassing for others to hear; where do you find people begging to give away a phone?
Heather held the pink girly phone in her hand, it was even a customized edition with a laser-engraved Hello Kitty face on the back, truly a cute phone.
But...
This type of phone doesnât suit her, right?
She lifted it with a smile and asked, "Do you really think... this is my style?"
"The sales clerk said you would definitely like it..."
She really felt like smashing the phone on his head, "If she told you to die and I would be very happy, would you really go and die? Use your brain!"
That salesperson clearly thought he was buying a gift for his girlfriend and assumed that all women in the world love this mouthless cat?
Cute? She couldnât see it.
"No, that wonât do. Canât die."
"Good, youâre not that hopeless."
As they were talking, two black luxury cars pulled up next to them one after another. From one of them stepped out someone she knew, Yi Yang.