"Junxue jie, look at this, it's a newly opened clothing store. I heard they have a lot of new styles. Let's go take a look," Nangong Qianyu said, pulling Fang Junxue towards the store.
Meanwhile, Ye Ming, his hands laden with all sorts of shopping bags, looked at the two women with a look of utter despair. "I say, you two young ladies, do you see if I can carry any more?"
Nangong Qianyu and Fang Junxue turned to look at Ye Ming when they heard him.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Seeing Ye Ming looking like a bewildered teddy bear, they couldn't help but laugh. His pathetic gaze only added to the comical scene.
"Hey! You two, that's enough," Ye Ming exclaimed, annoyed that his dutiful efforts were met with mockery.
"Alright, we've shopped enough. Let's go get something to drink!" Fang Junxue finally intervened, curbing Nangong Qianyu's shopping spree.
A popular drink shop was conveniently located nearby. However, there was a long queue.
"Ye Ming, put the stuff in the car first, and we'll go queue," Nangong Qianyu said before joining Fang Junxue at the end of the line.
"Okay!" Ye Ming, burdened with so many bags, found it difficult to move.
As soon as the "flower protector" Ye Ming left, people began approaching Nangong Qianyu and Fang Junxue. The two women were simply too striking in the night market.
However, for Nangong Qianyu, a celebrity with over twenty million followers, dealing with such attention was effortless. A few words were enough to shoo away the persistent admirers.
As for Fang Junxue, her icy aura instantly sent a chill down the spines of those who approached her, making them back off. Thus, no one managed to strike up a conversation with the dazzling sisters.
"Excuse me, two beautiful ladies, if you don't mind, I can give you my spot in line!" A handsome man in designer clothes approached Nangong Qianyu and spoke softly, gesturing forward. His voice, seemingly practiced, was magnetic and pleasant, making him approachable. Such a voice was often irresistible to most women.
Seeing another suitor, Nangong Qianyu politely smiled at the man. "No, thank you!" As a top internet celebrity, Nangong Qianyu had heard countless charming male voices. The man's sweet voice did not impress her.
Fang Junxue, on the other hand, preferred men's voices to be masculine, steady, and commanding. The man's deliberately seductive and soft tone, however, made her feel somewhat disgusted.
Thus, the man encountered two women immune to his vocal charm, an experience he had never faced before. Just as he was about to unleash another "sonic attack," a woman with eyes gleaming like gold suddenly rushed in front of him and asked excitedly, "Are you the online soul singer, Prince Moyin?"
Prince Moyin! A popular internet singer with five million followers. His real name was He Yueming. Due to his versatile voice and solid singing skills, he perfectly reproduced the hit songs of several renowned singers. In just six months, he gained millions of followers, becoming a top internet celebrity, known as "Prince Moyin."
He Yueming saw the woman's starry-eyed, infatuated gaze. Clearly, she was a fan. "Perfect timing!" He Yueming inwardly rejoiced. He then modulated his voice to a calm, resonant tone and said to the woman, "Hello, I am." He then placed a finger to his lips in a "shushing" gesture, subtly implying the need for discretion and a low profile.
However, his actions seemed to be deliberately noticeable to Nangong Qianyu and Fang Junxue, as he occasionally glanced at them, as if trying to convey something. He Yueming's deliberate actions successfully caught Nangong Qianyu's attention. Fang Junxue, ahead of her, remained oblivious.
Seeing the man's gesture, the woman stopped speaking loudly and whispered excitedly, "Hello, my name is Tian Xiaoli, and I'm a fan. Can I have a photo with you?"
He Yueming feigned reluctance, appearing concerned about the crowd and drawing attention. He softly told Tian Xiaoli, "Taking a photo would be too conspicuous. How about an autograph instead?" Although slightly disappointed, Tian Xiaoli produced a small notebook and handed it to He Yueming. He Yueming took out a pen from his pocket and scribbled "Yue Zun" on the notebook, adding a smiling emoji.
Seeing this, Tian Xiaoli's fleeting disappointment vanished, and she looked at He Yueming excitedly. "Thank you!" At this moment, Tian Xiaoli noticed Nangong Qianyu next to He Yueming. She looked somewhat familiar, and after a moment of thought, she tentatively asked, "And you are?"
Seeing this, He Yueming immediately adopted a friendly demeanor and said to the woman, "This is my friend." While speaking, he winked at Tian Xiaoli, as if hinting at something. As expected, Tian Xiaoli immediately jumped to conclusions and exclaimed in surprise, "She's not your girlfriend, is she!"
He Yueming inwardly chuckled but quickly denied it. "Don't misunderstand, we're just friends." He believed that upon learning of his celebrity status, Nangong Qianyu would be greatly surprised. Coupled with his introduction as a friend, she would surely accept, perhaps even view him differently. After all, who would refuse a famous friend?
Although He Yueming claimed they were just friends, Tian Xiaoli gave him a knowing look and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't say anything." He Yueming didn't offer further explanation.
He Yueming and Tian Xiaoli's conversation, word for word, reached Nangong Qianyu's ears. Her brows furrowed slightly. Just as Nangong Qianyu was about to clarify, He Yueming put on a helpless expression and said to her, "I hope you don't mind. People like me, with a bit of fame, easily cause misunderstandings." He Yueming expected Nangong Qianyu to shyly say, "It's okay," after his deliberate explanation. He was quite experienced in such situations. He believed no woman, upon learning of his identity, could maintain a facade of reserve or aloofness.
As He Yueming daydreamed about Nangong Qianyu's bashful reaction, reality delivered a harsh blow. "Do we know each other?" Nangong Qianyu said coldly. From the moment He Yueming acted as if he were popular and famous, fearing unwanted attention, Nangong Qianyu had found him somewhat distasteful. His subsequent deliberate attempt to mislead Tian Xiaoli into thinking she was his girlfriend pushed Nangong Qianyu over the edge. What began as annoyance had now turned into disgust. From He Yueming's behavior, Nangong Qianyu could easily infer that he had employed such tactics countless times before. This was precisely what disgusted her.
Upon hearing Nangong Qianyu's icy question, He Yueming froze as if struck by lightning. This was not how his script was supposed to play out! At this moment, Tian Xiaoli also sensed something was amiss. She took another deep look at Nangong Qianyu and her eyes widened in shock. She recognized Nangong Qianyu.
Seeing Tian Xiaoli's astonished expression, Nangong Qianyu gave her a subtle nod, signaling her not to reveal her identity. Tian Xiaoli quietly nodded and stepped aside. Connecting the previous events with her natural female intuition, Tian Xiaoli quickly figured something out. "This is too exciting!"