"To be honest, I've wanted an airplane for a long time."

Shu Wangyue looked at Song Qi and remained silent for a few seconds: "To be honest, I do have a private jet. If you like, I can buy one for you."

"They're quite wealthy."

“That’s right.” Shu Wangyue smiled, then seemed to remember something. “I can never spend all the New Year’s money my dad gives me every year.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Song Qi, and breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that the other party didn't seem to care: "Let's go."

"I'll drive," Song Qi nodded.

Peach came out with a small fan and found that the two of them were about to leave.

Song Qi hadn't noticed before, but now, looking at Taozi's little fan, she found it strange: "Are you that hot? It's already November."

Shu Wangyue was just about to speak.

Peach then spoke up: "Sister Wangyue gets especially hot whenever she gets angry."

Song Qi nodded. Shu Wangyue squinted at Taozi, wondering if she had been too nice to Taozi lately, causing her to become arrogant.

"I'm going shopping with her, you should go back and rest first," Shu Wangyue said to Taozi.

"Huh? Don't you need me to carry your bag?"

"No need." Shu Wangyue shook her head. She had finally managed to go out alone, how could she let Taozi get in her way?

Song Qi gave Shu Wangyue a look: "Don't expect me to carry your bag for you."

"I'll help you! Is that alright?" Shu Wangyue sighed inwardly.

"That's good." Song Qi nodded in agreement, reaching out to squeeze Shu Wangyue's arm. "It's an arm that's perfect for carrying bags."

Shu Wangyue: ...

System NZ: "Host, I've noticed you've recently taken a liking to teasing the female supporting character."

“Because it’s interesting.” Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue.

The two went out together, and Song Qi's car was parked at the door.

Shu Wangyue looked at the sports car parked at the door: "When did you take your driving test?"

"Summer vacation, huh?" Song Qi got into the car.

"How come I didn't know?"

"Because you don't pay attention to me."

Shu Wangyue glanced at Song Qi, unsure of what to say: "Did you buy this sports car yourself?"

"It was a gift from Dad. I picked out the color."

"Red? I thought you would prefer something more understated like black or white."

"Do you think I'm a low-key person?" Song Qi gave Shu Wangyue a look.

Shu Wangyue: ...

Song Qi was driving very fast, right on the speed limit. When he got on the ring expressway, because there weren't many people, he overtook several cars in a row.

Shu Wangyue gripped the doorknob tightly and glanced at Song Qi: "Slow down."

"Don't worry, I'm a very good driver."

"I'm still scared." Shu Wangyue looked at the car beside her, regretting that she hadn't grabbed the steering wheel earlier.

After exiting the highway, there were more cars, so Song Qi slowed down a bit.

Shu Wangyue also breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon arriving in the city center, Song Qi found a place to park the car, and the two of them got out, wearing masks and hats.

In November, there were quite a few people wearing masks and hats, so they didn't stand out.

Shu Wangyue happily took Song Qi's hand.

Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue: "What are you doing?"

"Good girlfriends are all holding hands?"

"How come I didn't know we were best friends?" Song Qi raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of which, you've been telling me to look good, but I still haven't seen it."

Shu Wangyue gave Song Qi a look: Why does this person always remember her embarrassing lines?

"Let's go." Seeing that Shu Wangyue was about to explode if they continued teasing her, Song Qi pulled her out of the parking lot.

The entire Mingping District is filled with large shopping malls, and it's always packed with people.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two found a restaurant and, after discussing it, decided to have hot pot.

Shu Wangyue was somewhat excited; she had been forced to lose weight recently and had been eating grass for many days.

The waiter recognized the two people and was somewhat surprised, so he led them into a private room.

However, the private room wasn't completely enclosed; it had an opening that could only cover the body, not the two people's faces.

Song Qi didn't seem to care much, but Shu Wangyue was a little flustered.

"If I get photographed, I feel like Mingjie will kill me."

"Isn't she usually too afraid to scold you?" Song Qi looked at the menu.

“But she would look at me with a terrifying gaze.” Shu Wangyue moved closer to Song Qi.

Although she said she was afraid of being scolded, she didn't hold back when ordering food.

"I've been working hard filming lately, so I need to eat more, right?"

"You're right." Shu Wangyue nodded seriously.

Song Qi glanced at her and then remained silent.

Shu Wangyue initially just stayed close to Song Qi, but eventually she leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder.

She initially thought Song Qi would push her away, but after a few seconds, she breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that Song Qi didn't move, and became even bolder.

He hugged Song Qi's arm and rubbed against it.

"If you have dirt on your face, just use a napkin. My coat is already ruined," Song Qi said.

"I'm just riding on my fans' coattails."

Song Qi pushed Shu Wangyue's head away and glanced at her.

Shu Wangyue released Song Qi and then pinched Song Qi's arm.

"Have you ordered?" Song Qi glanced at the food; the two of them had ordered about four hundred yuan worth of dishes. "Can you finish it all?"

"Eat slowly, there's no rush." ​​Shu Wangyue rubbed her hands together and sat down opposite Song Qi. "Shall we go get some seasoning?"

"Mm." Song Qi nodded.

The two of them, both wearing masks, left the private room.

The tables in the hall were almost full, and people were coming and going.

The two of them kept their heads down, as if they were doing something wrong.

"Do you want an orange?" Shu Wangyue asked in a low voice.

"If you want to eat, you can make some."

"And watermelon."

Shu Wangyue only regretted that she only had two hands.

After all, the chances of them being recognized increase significantly every time they go out.

Moreover, since most of the people who come to this restaurant are college students, the chances of being recognized are even greater.

Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue and got her a fruit platter.

It was very noisy around.

The two returned to the private room, took off their masks again, and Shu Wangyue rubbed her face. The dishes had already been served quickly.

Song Qi took a picture, and Shu Wangyue immediately stepped back, saying, "Don't take a picture of me."

"Oh." Song Qi looked at the photos she had taken and thought they were pretty good no matter how she looked at them.

Although she was told to eat slowly, Shu Wangyue couldn't slow down at all, as if she was afraid someone would snatch it from her.

"Eat slowly." Song Qi rubbed his temples and looked up to notice some people heading his way, slowly getting closer.

She could vaguely hear the people talking.

"That must be the captain."

"It seems so."

Song Qi calmly lowered his head.

"Are you sure? She saw us, but she didn't react."

Song Qi lowered his head and sent a message to Shu Wangyue.

[Lu Nanyin: Someone has spotted us.]

Shu Wangyue glanced at her phone, almost choked, and gulped down a mouthful of water.

[Shu Wangyue: ? ? ? ]

[Lu Nanyin: I'm guessing if it's me.]

Shu Wangyue sighed, and her eating posture instantly became much more elegant.

The other person still came around, knocked on the wall, and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Shu Wangyue, probably confirming it.

"Um, Yinyin, I'm your fan. Could you sign this for me? I really like you." The girl held a small notebook, a little excited, her voice not loud.

Song Qi nodded and took the notebook: "Okay, thank you for liking it."

Seeing that Song Qi was so easy to talk to, the others also handed over their notebooks.

Shu Wangyue rested her chin on her hand, looking somewhat aggrieved: "Don't any of you have any fans?"

"Could you sign this for me?" A girl handed over the notebook in her hand.

Shu Wangyue glanced at the girl and noticed a strange light flickering in her eyes, which struck her as odd.

"Sign it below Yinyin's," the girl pointed.

Shu Wangyue signed her name.

"Can you draw a heart?"

Shu Wangyue paused for a moment, looked up at the girl's excited eyes, suddenly understood something, smiled, and drew a heart on the paper. She originally wanted to draw it in the corner, but in the end she couldn't help but draw it between the two names.

Sure enough, the girl's eyes lit up even more.

The two people looked at each other.

"Thank you." The girl took the notebook.

"If you want to post this on Weibo, can you wait until tonight?"

"Sure!" The girls nodded and went out with smiles.

Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue.

Over the next ten minutes, Song Qi noticed that Shu Wangyue would occasionally let out a strange laugh.

She didn't quite understand what had happened to make her suddenly act somewhat abnormal.

But she didn't ask.

Because Shu Wangyue's illness has always been intermittent.

When Shu Wangyue ordered the food, she confidently declared that she could finish it all, but in the end, a lot of it was left over.

I slumped in my seat for a while before I had the strength to stand up.

It was past 2 PM when we left the hot pot restaurant.

Song Qi bought a lot of things, and Shu Wangyue bought the same items as him.

When the two left the mall, they were carrying a lot of things, which they stuffed into the trunk of their car.

That night, although Shu Wangyue hoped that Song Qi would sleep with her, she was still refused.

Song Qi booked a new room for the sake of his sleep quality.

Shu Wangyue sat on her bed, opened Weibo, logged into her alternate account, and found the super topic where her and Song Qi's CP fans were located, which had more than 7,000 followers.

Sure enough, I saw the picture of myself and Song Qi signing autographs today.

She silently gave it a thumbs up.

Afterwards, I searched for Song Qi and Shi Xinyu's accounts and saw that they had more than 8,000 followers. I narrowed my eyes and felt a little annoyed.

Suddenly I find Shi Xinyu even more annoying. As for Zhou Mian, thankfully only a little over two hundred people are paying attention to him.

Tsk, why would anyone be so blind as to think Song Qi and Zhou Mian have chemistry?

Shu Wangyue opened Song Qi's Weibo and saw the comment Zhou Mian had just left.

[Girl Among Flowers - Zhou Mian: Captain, let's have hot pot together when we get back!]

Song Qi hadn't replied yet. Shu Wangyue bit her lip and refreshed the page again and again. When she saw Song Qi's reply, it popped up: "I need to lose weight."

"Hehe." Shu Wangyue laughed heartily. She could easily imagine Zhou Mian's expression right now. "Hmph, little trash."

Before Shu Wangyue could get excited for long, her agent called.

She was so frightened that she threw her phone away.

The other party kept calling, and Shu Wangyue sighed, but still answered.

"You went to eat hot pot with Nan Yin?"

"Hmm." Shu Wangyue looked up.

"Didn't I tell you to lose weight? The concert starts next March, there aren't many months left, and you still can't control your eating."

Shu Wangyue: ...

"I'll really lose weight after this meal. Doesn't Zhou Mian want to eat hot pot too?" Shu Wangyue said, fiddling with the blanket.

"She weighs 85 pounds. When you're as thin as her, it's up to you."

"She's short."