Chapter 267: I Sell My Talent, Not My Body!
These autographs were the same ones that were currently on her idol’s Weibo!
Unfortuately, Song Yaoyao had yet to reply to her and it was driving her crazy; she couldn’t even eat and drink.
When her roommate finished work and walked in, she was met with her sloppy and dazed expression.
“What are you doing?” Her roommate was speechless.
Meng Qiqi lay on the sofa. “I’m almost dying…”
Ding Dong!
Meng Qiqi sat up. She saw her latest message and her eyes teared up in excitement.
It’s Yaoyao: I’m sorry, I just finished school.
Meng Qiqi: [bawling.jpg] Huhuhu, you finally replied! If you didn’t reply soon, I would have died from the torment!
It’s Yaoyao: Huh?
Someone was calm, not understanding the joys and pains of pursuing a celebrity.
Meng Qiqi’s fingers flew across the keyboard: Yaoyao! Was that voice message really from Luo Xinguang?
It’s Yaoyao: You don’t believe me?
Meng Qiqi: It’s not that I don’t believe you! I’m too afraid to believe you! Ahhh, what luck! Do I deserve this? I’m not worthy!
Song Yaoyao couldn’t understand why she was talking about herself like this.
It’s Yaoyao: I still have some autographs here. Do you want?
“F*ck!!”
Meng Qiqi was so shocked, she almost rolled off the sofa. She nodded her head furiously: Yes!! Don’t worry, I will cherish it after I receive it! I will frame it and pray to it every day!
It’s Yaoyao: …No need. He’s still alive.
Meng Qiqi scratched her head when she thought about it: By the way, Yaoyao, do you know Xingxing?!
She thought about it carefully and remembered that she and Song Yaoyao were both pitiful fangirls when they first met.
She thought about Song Yaoyao and then she thought about herself!
Meng Qiqi cried tears of aggrievance.
It’s Yaoyao: Not only do I have his WeChat. We’ve even shared a meal together.
Of course, Song Yaoyao didn’t tell her that she even hit him. If his fangirls found out about that, they were bound to put a bounty on her head.
Meng Qiqi: ???
Meng Qiqi: Ahhh, WTH! I’m so jealous!
It’s Yaoyao: So, do you want to make a deal?
Meng Qiqi: Huh? [cautious.jpg] I sell my talent, not my body!
It’s Yaoyao: Do you want to get up close and personal with your idol? Do you want to sit down and eat with him? Do you want his private contact details?
Of course she did…
Meng Qiqi: That’s enough! I want it all!
Meng Qiqi: Speak! What do I need to do?
Song Yaoyao’s lips curved upwards and her eyes sparkled.
Deal set…
Normally, when Song Yaoyao arrived home, the first thing she did was speak to Huo Yunque. But Huo Yunque did not return home that day.
As Uncle Zhang watched the girl pout her lips, he noticed that she looked clearly depressed.
“Something happened to the company overseas. The Master rushed overeas with some people before he even got the chance to come home.”
“He went overseas?!”
Song Yaoyao never imagined this to be the case, and she lost her appet.i.te to even eat. “He didn’t tell me!” She pouted as her mood got worse.
It was only yesterday that Gege had shared the bed with her. Tonight, he was gone.
“Oh, he’ll be back! Don’t be sad, Miss Song.” Uncle Zhang didn’t know what to do. The girl was more reliant on Huo Yunque than he imagined. “Besides, you can always give him a phone call.”
“But…”
Song Yaoyao sniffed. She picked up her spoon and continued to eat. Her voice was unclear.
“Gege went overseas for business. He must be really busy. I can’t bother him.”