Su Xiaoling was taken aback; this man seemed so cold.
Her cold and indifferent appearance, though her eyes were aloof and distant, somehow made people feel very sorry for her.
Su Xiaoling smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I disturbed you."
As a highly cultured artist and singer, Su Xiaoling is not only polite, but also has a beautiful voice.
After all, he's the vocalist in the group.
Song Yansheng lowered his eyes and remained silent. He didn't like talking to strangers, even though the other person didn't seem that unpleasant.
Su Xiaoling noticed that the sickly beauty looked unwell and seemed to be in a bad mood...
However, his appearance and personality are quite to her liking.
Su Xiaoling was about to strike up a conversation when the door was suddenly opened.
Yang Pu, holding a water bottle, stared blankly at the cute girl who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
What is this girl doing here?
However, this girl looks somewhat familiar; she seems to be from some kind of group...
What was it called again?
Yang Pu frowned, and after a few seconds, his eyes widened as he said, "You're that... Su Xiaoling?! Su Xiaoling! Heh, ha..."
When Su Xiaoling realized she had been recognized, she twitched the corner of her mouth, covered her face, and quickly slipped away.
"Huh?! W-why did you leave?"
Yang Pu stood frozen in place. Had he just imagined it? Wasn't that his idol?
"Young master, that girl just now..."
"You've gone to the wrong place."
Song Yansheng abruptly interrupted Yang Pu, her voice clear and crisp.
Did we go to the wrong place?
Is the idol sick? Or is he visiting his family?
Yang Pu put the kettle on the table, scratched his head, and laughed, "That girl was a member of a girl group, she sings really well. She's our new generation's goddess, I especially love her voice, and she's sweet-looking too..."
Hearing Yangpu chattering away, Song Yansheng's gaze darkened.
It's so noisy.
Yangpu.
Song Yansheng suddenly spoke up, interrupting Yang Pu.
Yang Pu was stunned and blinked. Was the young master complaining that he was too noisy again?
Song Yansheng lay half-reclined on the bed, her face pale, and coughed again.
Then, somewhat weakly, she said, "Go back and bring me my computer."
"Young Master, you are not feeling well right now. You should rest properly and not work."
This was a strict order from the master: the young master must get a good rest.
If anything happens to the young master again, the master will definitely hold him accountable.
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow slightly and asked calmly, "My words no longer carry any weight?"
His tone was cold, sharp, and ruthless.
Yang Pu shuddered, scratched his head, and laughed, "It's useful, of course it's useful."
"I'll go get it for you right away."
After saying that, Yang Pu took off running.
He dared not offend this young master.
If the young master gets angry, the consequences can be terrifying.
After leaving Yangpu, Song Yansheng glanced down at the cold porridge on the table, still having no appetite.
Was that girl who suddenly barged in a celebrity?
The new generation of "dream girl" for male otaku in Yangpu District?
Yes, she deserves that title.
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Monday is the day for Mu Xiaocheng's comics to be updated again.
I drew some a few days ago, so I updated it very early today.
After updating, she was about to go downstairs to find something to eat when she received a WeChat message from Ji Huaishen.
Mr. Ji: Do you have time?
Mu Xiaocheng frowned. He suddenly asked her that...
She quickly replied, "Is there something you need?"
Mr. Ji: I wanted to bring your grandfather a small gift, but I don't know his preferences. I'd like to trouble you... to come with me to buy it.
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