Hearing Luo Xiaoqian’s voice, the fans gradually quieted down.
Looking around at the pairs of eyes gazing at her, Luo Xiaoqian was filled with emotion. She had been a fan herself and although she’d never been as zealous as they were, she understood that urge to get closer to one’s idol when seeing them.
"I’m very grateful that everyone ca to pick up." She bowed deeply to the crowd, "I know you’ve all been waiting a long ti. If I just walk away like this, everyone will definitely feel dissatisfied. Why don’t I sing a few lines for you, and then we can all go ho together, okay?"
"Yes!"
Imdiately, there was a surge of cheers.
A singer performing for their fans under such circumstances was absolutely unprecedented.
Luo Xiaoqian cleared her throat lightly, "I haven’t been in the best of shape these past few days. If I don’t sing well, please forgive !"
Then, she started to sing, not "Dropping Lip" but "Gratitude".
"Thankful for you for bringing warmth back to myself,
Thankful for love continuing in life,
...
Ti teaches to learn to cherish" (excerpt from Zhang Liangying’s "Gratitude")
There was no accompanint, no band, no stage, not even a microphone... What she held in her hand was just an amplifier filled with screeching feedback and noise, but her sincerity was in no way inferior to anyone standing on a stage.
Bowing deeply, Luo Xiaoqian slowly stood up and smiled at the crowd.
"Thank you, everyone. It’s really late, shall we all go ho together, okay?"
Yu Tong also ca forward, taking the amplifier from her, "Please disperse, everyone. Xiao Qian will have a signing event at the Beijing Books Building tomorrow, so please co and support Xiao Qian then!"
At this ti, the staff also ca over to help guide the crowd, and finally, the fans dispersed, allowing Luo Xiaoqian to comfortably get into the car waiting outside.
Through the glass, looking at the fans who chased after the car, Luo Xiaoqian just sighed softly.
Every singer likes to be loved by their fans, but Luo Xiaoqian hoped all the more that they would listen to her music as they liked Leng Zimo, rather than chasing after her so strenuously.
On the way back, by the ti she finally arrived at World City, it was already past eleven at night.
Dragging her luggage upstairs, she punched in the code, opened the long-missed door, and was greeted by the warm light of the living room.
Leng Zimo was not in the room. As the head of Emperor View, he was busier than her and was out of town at the mont; when he could return was still unknown.
This light was clearly left on for her.
She changed into slippers and, leaving the suitcase casually at the door, Luo Xiaoqian walked upstairs.
Entering the bedroom, she imdiately noticed the picture fra on the nightstand.
In the fra, she was tilting her face down, carefully pretending to kiss him.
At first glance, she recognized that this was an image captured from the video of her sneaking into the Empire Building—this guy actually put this picture by the bedside, was he trying to embarrass her intentionally?
Luo Xiaoqian felt both shy and angry.
"Leng Zimo, you jerk!"
Her voice had barely faded when Leng Zimo’s call ca through.
As soon as the call connected, he blurted out four words, "Welco ho!"
"Why did you put that photo by the bed?" Luo Xiaoqian complained with embarrassnt.
Leng Zimo was straightforward and simple, "Because I like it."
What else could she say? Tracing his handso face in the photo with her finger, her tone had already softened, "How’s work on your end, is everything going smoothly?"
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