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“Whether love cos or not, I won’t withdraw the lawsuit even if she seeks out. She probably knows this as well, which is why she hasn’t co to find ,” Rong Yan said with utter calmness, as if talking about soone who had nothing to do with him.
Gu Linxi, hearing her even-tempered voice, initially concerned for her, now also felt relieved, “Just be careful yourself. I always feel like your sister is up to no good. She hasn’t approached you, but who knows if she’s hiding so secret weapon to fra you.”
A secret weapon… Three black lines crossed Rong Yan’s forehead as she held her phone and said vaguely, “There’s nothing I can do, I’ll just have to react to whatever cos. It’s not like I can just barge into her house and smother her.”
Murder was against the law, she was not foolish enough to get tangled with Rong Weiwei and ruin herself.
After all, soone like Rong Weiwei didn’t deserve to dirty her hands!
“Anyway, just keep a close eye on her,” Gu Linxi said right before hanging up the phone, revisiting the initial topic, “Oh, and rember to ask about the president of your fan club for , I want to know if it’s the male model you’ve previously worked with.”
As Rong Yan heard her words, she stole a glance at the man opposite her. The man’s profile was strikingly handso; she couldn’t help but be srized. Covering the phone’s mouthpiece, she mumbled ambiguously, “I don’t think so.”
“Please ask for . It’s the first ti I’ve seen a celebrity’s fan club president almost as popular as the celebrity themselves. My curiosity is killing ,” Gu Linxi was exceptionally persistent, as if she wouldn’t stop until she got to the bottom of it.
Rong Yan sneaked several looks at the person opposite her and agreed to inquire, “Hmm, I’ll ask for you.”
“Great. Rember to tell once you find out!”
“Okay.”
After hanging up the phone, Rong Yan placed her mobile on the dining table to the side. Her gaze kept inadvertently straying to the man opposite her. Li Shengxiao, initially planning to pretend he hadn’t noticed her frequent covert glances, eventually couldn’t ignore her blatant staring. Setting down his cutlery, he lifted his head and caught her spying gaze, asking, “Is there sothing dirty on my face?”
Rong Yan, caught red-handed, felt her ears burning up, her eyes darting away, “No, not at all.”
“Then why do you keep staring at ?” Li Shengxiao’s intense gaze seed to penetrate her, as if trying to see right into her thoughts.
Rong Yan, feeling uncomfortable under that domineering look, bit the bullet and t his eyes, speaking up, “Well… Li Shengxiao, do you know about my fan club?”
She thought that given his busy schedule, it was unlikely he’d be idle enough to beco the president of her fan club. But after living together for a while, she had sensed the possessiveness and dominance that lay underneath his dignified exterior.
So, it wasn’t impossible that he was the mysterious president of her fan club.
Rong Yan focused all her attention on the man across from her, completely ignoring the little guy sitting beside her.
Naturally, she missed the way the little guy’s head popped up when she ntioned the fan club.
“What about the fan club?” Li Shengxiao’s sharp gaze narrowed slightly, seemingly caught off guard by Rong Yan’s sudden question.
Seeing his reaction, Rong Yan knew she had been overthinking things and relaxed her shoulders, smiling as she said, “Nothing much.”
“It’s just that a friend called to ask if I knew who the president of my fan club was, and she ntioned that a lot of people online are guessing that the president of my fan club might be you.”
That wasn’t right to say; it could lead to too many misunderstandings!
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