God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 179 - 53. It’s me, Aunt3

Haha, Yuanlina, how about going back to junior high to repeat a year? It must be super aweso!

Yuanlina hugged Sakuragi Hitomi for quite a while, then energetically ran off to eat Ashley’s Kanto stew.

Just as Sakuragi Hitomi was about to continue talking with the President and go with him, she saw him raise a plane phone to his ear,

"Auntie, yes, I’m on my way now."

After that, he turned around, tugged at Yahashiki’s backpack, looked back at Sakuragi Hitomi and said,

"Sakuragi, I’ll go ahead with Yahashi first, and we’ll et up once the event starts."

With that, he took Yahashiki and prepared to leave.

"Pre..."

Sakuragi Hitomi subconsciously tried to follow but eventually extinguished the words in her mouth.

If I actively chase after him now, wouldn’t that be too obvious?

"Classmate, do you like your President?"

"Like..."

Sakuragi Hitomi was slightly taken aback, then quickly turned her head and saw Miyake Huhu with a full face of gossip looking at her.

Sakuragi Hitomi stepped back warily, coughed, and stubbornly said,

"No... no."

"Oh, I see... Well, I promised Yuanlina to draw an image for your student council, saying the two of you have a CP vibe, even considering secretly drawing one for both of you. But if you don’t like it, never mind..."

While saying this, Miyake Huhu suddenly noticed that Sakuragi Hitomi had grabbed her sleeve.

Looking up, she saw a touch of moisture on Sakuragi Hitomi’s face and her eyes dodging about,

"Just drawing a small one is not... not okay."

"Don’t worry, I won’t tell that blabbermouth Yuanlina."

Despite only spending a short ti together, Miyake Huhu seed to have already seen through Yuanlina’s character.

"..."

Hearing the news from the President, he seems to have received an invitation from so aunt, and combining it with the earlier ntion of "a friend giving tickets."

All in all, it seems the person the President talked to on the phone was Bai Yi’s mother...

Sheesh, why does it feel like every ti I co out, it’s either this student or that aunt?

And for so reason, they all seem to have their sights set on the President...

But anyway, the student council will regroup when the event officially starts.

In such a short amount of ti, my house couldn’t possibly be stolen again, right?

Sakuragi Hitomi thought this way.

...

...

"Mr. Yan, right?"

"Yes, that’s ."

At the entrance of the main venue, a young woman imdiately caught Yan Huan, who had just parted ways with Yahashiki.

After all, his appearance stood out, drawing lingering looks from the crowd, making him easy to spot.

She adjusted her glasses and led Yan Huan into the venue, introducing herself,

"I’m Bai Yi’s agent, Ji Lin. I’m going to take you backstage now; Yiyi and her mom are there."

"All right."

The grand stage unfolded its entirety before Yan Huan, the circular plaza in front almost capable of accommodating thousands of people was already bustling with many attendees.

This place ca instead of the wide field outside used for taking pictures.

Ji Lin led Yan Huan past the red line surrounding the "outer field," then entered the "inner field" set up with several rows of seats, and after that, they walked around the side of the stage to the backstage.

There were already many staff mbers bustling about backstage.

Halfway there, Yan Huan passed the "dia room," which contained professional audio equipnt, and there was a staff mber sitting inside drinking coffee.

Going further inside, there were preparation rooms for various guests, with the nas of the invited guests and room numbers posted on the doors.

"Sister Ji, there’s a section here that needs your signature, and the leader asked to check the schedule with you, co over and take a look."

Ji Lin glanced back at the other side, then turned to Yan Huan, offering an apologetic smile,

"This way, Mr. Yan, go straight ahead, and room 113 is Yiyi and her mom’s room, with her na on the door. Don’t go into other rooms by mistake, I’ve got sothing to take care of, I’ll co over later."

"Okay, thanks, sis."

"Hey, no worries."

Yan Huan watched Ji Lin leave, and a black cat silently appeared on his shoulder.

"Yan Huan, did you hear it, ow?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan turned to look down the corridor filled with rooms, nodding slightly,

"Ah, I heard it, it was the sound of that clock from earlier."

"Drip drip... Tick tock..."

In the hallway, the ethereal sound of the clock, like droplets of water, played rhythmically, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made Yan Huan take a deep breath.

The hosts of these modifiers, they really never rest...

Yan Huan sighed, rubbed his tired shoulders, and moved forward.

Room 113 was at the far end. When he got close, the nearby rooms no longer had the guests’ nas on them.

However, even before getting close, the voice of a middle-aged woman reached his ears,

"Oh my, I said that dress is too seductive, change it imdiately!"

Responding to her was Bai Yi’s distinctive, very pleasant voice.

"Mom! Today’s the ani convention, and Ji Lin said we should wear sothing that fits the the! They’ve shown you the promotional posters and the managent’s requests, why won’t you listen?"

"I don’t care what ani or whatever it is, no ans no! It’s already deaning to appear with those internet celebrities, do you want to not stand out and blend in with them? After all the effort to raise your status, you’re throwing it away? Why else did I have them arrange a separate room for ?"

"You don’t understand anything yet you like to command, and that’s not what we ant at all."

"Then what did you an, you got mad at this morning for not letting you sing, right?"

"I didn’t!"

Yan Huan was montarily stunned by the words, then leaned against the quiet hallway.

"You didn’t! Fine, you’re all grown up now! You’ve run away from ho before, can’t stand being there, can you? Now you’re still showing attitude?"

"..."

Bai Yi didn’t respond again, and Yan Huan could only faintly hear her sobbing, as if she couldn’t catch her breath, crying softly.

At the sa ti, that regular clock sound, like droplets of water, echoed.

"Drip drip... Tick tock..."

But hearing the hysterical voice of Zuo Jiangqin inside, Yan Huan rely leaned against the wall, looking ahead, as if deep in thought.

"..."

"ow?"

After quite so ti, the Miao on his shoulder spoke up in confusion, and Yan Huan seed to snap back to reality.

The next second, he gently knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock~"

"Who is it?"

The voice of Zuo Jiangqin still carried so anger.

And standing outside the door, Yan Huan wore a blank expression, but the tone of his voice seed to carry a hint of cheer,

"It’s , Auntie."

"...Is that Xiao Huan?"

There was a mont of silence inside, then the tone of the voice beca friendlier.

After waiting a bit, footsteps approached, and the door opened, revealing the spacious room with a makeup mirror inside.

Zuo Jiangqin opened the door, and standing outside was Yan Huan, wearing his Perfect Expression Managent mask.

He had a bright smile on his face, his eyes seed to land on Zuo Jiangqin, but in fact, they locked on the girl sitting at the end of the room in front of the makeup mirror in an instant.

Then, he shifted his gaze back to the middle-aged woman in front of him and said,

"It’s , Auntie.

"I’m here to see Bai Yi."