"So I'm not planning on catching up," she decisively denied, "You've got the wrong person."
That trendy guy: "You are Fang Lixiang."
Fang Lixiang coldly replied, "I'm not, I'm Fang Lixiang's cousin."
The guy laughed, "It's me."
Fang Lixiang: "?" Who?
"It's me!"
"?" Who are you!
Alright, the guy removed his mask and black-rimmed glasses, revealing a handsome and delicate face, "We've worked together twice, and you still don't recognize me."
He was a young idol.
Fang Lixiang remembered him, he was a member of a recently popular boy band; she had been on a variety show with them and had dinner afterwards. She didn't remember the details, but Fang Lixiang recalled drinking three of the young idols under the table, one of whom was this guy right here.
Fang Lixiang greeted him warmly, "Oh, it's you, Xiao Zimo."
"..."
The air froze for a few seconds.
The pretty boy said, "My name is Xia Hansong."
Fang Lixiang gave an awkward laugh and scratched her head. So embarrassing.
