Who says that real and fake daughters must fight each other?

In a corner where no one cared, Fang Yubai curled his lips coldly.

Staring at Meng Miqi, the expression on his face was hard to describe.

Disgust mixed with a hint of complicated emotions.

I cursed in my heart, "You bully the weak and fear the strong, Meng Miqi, this is all you are capable of."

Even a little bit of gnashing of teeth.

When others looked at him, he quickly switched to the expression of a harmless little lamb.

Looks innocent.

"What's the matter."

The other person scratched his head, feeling that he was overthinking, and smiled foolishly.

"Hello, it seems like your turn is almost here."

Fang Yubai looked up and saw that it was already the fifth performance, and it was indeed almost his turn.

He nodded politely at the other party, his face full of gratitude.

"Wow, thank you brother, you are so nice..."

The other party didn't know what to say and continued to smile foolishly.

I cursed myself silently in my heart.

I actually thought that such a kind person would make such a creepy expression.

Fang Yubai stared at him gratefully for a long time, until the other person's hair stood on end, and then he got up and left.

Meng Miqi curled up on the sofa and looked back without much concern.

The other party only left behind a back figure.

His eyes flickered, then finally calmed down.

……

After Fang Yubai finished his performance, he walked back slowly. When he reached the corner, he was pulled over by a strong hand.

Fang Yubai staggered and almost fell.

Raise your head and glare

"Meng Miqi, you are sick."

There is no need to guess, the only one who dares to catch him anytime and anywhere is Meng Miqi.

Meng Miqi put one hand in his pocket and held Fang Yubai with the other.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"Why didn't I realize you were so capable before? Why didn't you write it for me? Did you do it yourself?"

He still dares to say it!

Fang Yubai felt furious. He was dating her while sleeping with his fan.

Why didn’t I know before that Meng Miqi is suitable for both men and women?

Meng Miqi came closer, and his warm breath fell on Fang Yubai's neck.

"I've missed you so much these past few days..."

Fang Yubai just felt a little nauseous.

It was disgusting, and the thought of him being on top of someone else the day before made him sick.

"Go away, it's disgusting."

Fang Yubai roared angrily, feeling a dull pain in his wrist. He struggled hard, broke his hand free from Meng Miqi's hand, pushed open the door and ran away.

Meng Miqi stood behind the door and smiled coldly.

You can't escape from my palm, Fang Yubai.

You can only write songs for me in this life, anything else? Don't even think about it.

After waiting for a few seconds, Meng Miqi pushed open the door and walked out.

……

In the dark, a person was leaning against the wall, holding a cell phone, his heart pounding.

I was so scared that my brain went blank.

Glanced at the phone.

I was filming a video and it was quite remarkable that I recorded something like this.

After the shock comes the imagination.

I’ve seen online before that some people use this kind of video to exchange money with celebrities, and it is said that they can make a lot of money.

I fantasized that I could become rich with this video.

I'm already addicted to it and can't help myself.

But he forgot that some money is not so easy to get.

……

After the performance was over, the girls went out through the side door, and there were still many fans waiting for them.

Fans gathered together, surrounding the members and staff in the center, and the crowd was huge.

The assistants surrounded the girl, fearing any emergency.

"Everyone, please don't crowd, don't squeeze, be careful."

With so many people here, it would be terrible if a stampede happened.

The evenings at the end of September were still a bit cool.

The wind was very strong, blowing in their faces and ruffling the hair of everyone present.

It was all over my face, looking messy and embarrassing.

Yunhe took a lot of effort to tidy herself up.

Her face was not covered with hair. After she lifted her hair, she was a beautiful and cool lady with stunning appearance.

Twelve pretty girls stood in a row with smiles on their faces, waving to their fans.

Yunhe felt a little warm in her heart. She didn't expect that they were still there so late.

I thought they were all gone.

"It's late, let's go back quickly." They stood at the door, waving to the fans and urging them to go back early.

The wind is quite strong.

I saw several people wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts, which was very cool.

They were all afraid that they would catch a cold.

"I know~"

The fans responded seriously.

Seeing them walking towards the car, the fans behind them started to get anxious again.

The letter in my hand has not been delivered yet!

The crowd started to gather, and everyone was trying desperately to squeeze forward and deliver the letter in their hands to them.

Everyone stretched out their arms and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Youyou, believe it! Believe it!"

He Youyou quickly turned around, and despite the staff's attempts to stop her, she stretched out her arms and picked up several letters.

There were also a few letters that were not for her.

Those fans shouted: "Youyou, write to Xiaohe~"

"Xiao He, so handsome, husband! Believe~"

He Youyou nodded vigorously, indicating that he understood.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Yunhe covered her face, her cheeks feeling a little hot. She quickly took the letter and ran away quickly.

Every time she heard them calling her husband, her cheeks would get hot.

She is my niece!

Seeing this, the people present laughed in good faith.

……

They collected the letter and got into the car under the gaze of their fans.

I got on the minibus and said goodbye to them through the glass.

"Goodbye, goodbye~"

"See you next time!"

"See you next time Amy!!!"

A male fan with a super loud and penetrating voice.

It was given to them, and all the fans present were shocked.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, see you next time!"

The car started, leaving behind a trail of exhaust fumes.

They left one by one until the shadow of the car was out of sight, although their hearts were filled with reluctance...

……

It was already late, and it was impossible to send them back to school now, so I could only pack up and send them to the apartment where they stayed during training.

Fortunately, there are still some clothes here, otherwise I would have no clothes to change into and would have to buy new ones.

Not to mention that it costs money to buy it now, I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to spend the money.

It would be funny if it was too late and the stores were closed and I couldn’t buy anything.

Late at night, they got off the minibus one by one. Bai Yun, who got off first, stood aside and counted the number of people. She explained to the driver only after everyone was present and said goodbye to him.

The twelve girls walked hand in hand, with their assistant following behind them, holding their cell phones, and returned to the dormitory together.

Not far away, a red light flickered.

Something seemed to flash.

He Youyou turned around, her long eyebrows slightly curved, her eyes full of doubts.

She just felt a chill as if she was being secretly photographed.

I was a little confused. It was so late, could it be paparazzi?

After a while, this speculation was denied.

It’s not like I haven’t been secretly photographed by paparazzi before, but I’ve never felt as nauseous as I did this time.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yin noticed that He Youyou was acting abnormally, and turned around with her to look, but saw nothing.

There were only tree branches swaying slightly in the wind and dim street lights.

Yun He also looked over, looking worried.

what happened?

"What happened?"

He Youyou's face didn't look very good.

He Youyou shook his head, "Nothing."

But she knew clearly that she was not wrong. It was a kind of disgusting feeling of being secretly photographed.

Well...similar to paparazzi.

But it doesn't look like it.