Chapter 1380: Chapter 1381: The Na Gotten is 666
“?”
Damn, she forgot to make up a na.
Rong Yan remained composed in the face of danger and invented one swiftly, “Jiamin. ‘Jia’ as in carnival, ‘Min’ as in Princess Min. My friends call Jiajia.”
Jiamin=fake na.
She even emphasized how to write the two characters, hoping they wouldn’t catch onto the homophonic trick.
“Jiajia, such a sweet na.” Gu Zekai extended his hand, his handso face illuminated by the light, looking just like Prince Charming from a TV drama. Too bad, instead of riding a white horse, this prince was riding a pig, “Gu Zekai, you should have heard of my na.”
Such an obscure na, she really hadn’t heard of it before she went to Lemon. But she pretended to be flattered and imdiately shook his hand softly saying, “I know, I, I’m your fan.”
Jiang Zixuan felt sour and chid in with a bit of jealousy, “Zekai, you have so many fans, just one web series and you’ve got all these fans. You don’t know how big you’re gonna be. Don’t forget each other when we’ve found riches!”
“We’re all friends here, who knows, you might get famous before . Don’t forget each other when we’ve found riches~”
“…” Chen Anchen’s face darkened as he unusually stayed out of the fray, pressing his lips together in displeasure and glancing over the two n.
It was Jiang Zixuan who found the girl, but Chen Anchen was the one who suggested going over to chat her up. He had been the most enthusiastic and talkative one, but turned around to find the beauty he fancied had been smoothly picked up by soone else, even worse, by a fan of his buddy. His male pride was hurt, and of course, he didn’t want to talk anymore.
Too bad no one noticed his silence.
Rong Yan casually joined the conversation, “Gu, Gu Zekai, I, I’ve been wanting to ask you a question.”
“Hmm?” The man who was joking with his friends to catch her attention felt like he ‘succeeded’, his vanity further inflated.
“What question?”
Rong Yan’s lips twitched slightly as she glanced at her phone; the recording function was on, just waiting for the fish to take the bait.
“Do you, do you have a girlfriend?”
She seed bashful yet stared at him with bright, expectant eyes, waiting for his response.
Gu Zekai was taken aback by her ‘bold and unrestrained’ question for a mont, at a loss for how to reply.
Chen Anchen prompted with a straight face, “Zekai’s in luck with the ladies, the fan is a real beauty. She’s asking you.”
Gu Zekai pursed his lips, his mood lifted even higher. What could be more delightful than the fact that among three n, the beauty was only interested in him? The tension and suppression he had felt for so ti suddenly eased, and he curved his lips into what he believed to be his charming smile, gazing into Rong Yan’s eyes with a low voice, “No, not yet. But perhaps very soon.”
Tsk tsk, look at this implication.
Rong Yan remained cool as a cucumber, forcing herself to act as if her heart was pounding, pressing her hand to her chest, and seizing the mont, she asked, “I saw people in the fan community saying that you like n, that’s not true, right?”
“I was so angry when I saw it, I even argued with them in the comnts, saying you’re not that kind of person. Gu Zekai, you’re not, right?”
“Hahaha, what, likes n? Which brain-dead fan said that? They must be toxic, huh?”
“If he likes n, wouldn’t that be dangerous for us? Anchen, let’s hurry and buy an electric baton, so we’re not harassed by a beast!”
Jiang Zixuan and Chen Anchen laughed exaggeratedly, bending forward and backward in jest.
Conversely, the protagonist of the slander seed to have so unspeakable secret, his smile freezing on his handso face, falling silent.
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