Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

"Star!!!"

The voice was not very standard Mandarin, but with a strange excitement, and a face distorted by excessive excitement was hidden in the darkness.

Star is the nickname of Ji Xingyao’s blogger account. People who call her that must be her fans.

However, she had never revealed her address, so why did this person appear downstairs of the apartment building?

Ji Xingyao looked at the man in black in front of him cautiously. A car happened to pass by and the headlights illuminated his fat and greasy face.

"Who are you?" Ji Xingyao frowned.

"I'm your fan, a loyal fan. Star, I finally meet you. You're even more beautiful than in the video, like a star."

The fat man in black smiled greedily, his eyes moving obscenely over Ji Xingyao.

It's like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, which makes people shudder.

Ji Xingyao looked at the fat otaku coldly, and sighed in her heart: She had to encounter such a shameful thing as a sasaeng fan.

It's not like she hasn't encountered extreme fans before, such as those who sent her private messages crazily, obtained her phone number through improper means, and checked in at every location where she posted a video, etc...

Offline, she was the first one to be blocked at her doorstep.

Ji Xingyao immediately decided to find an agent to put the apartment up for sale tomorrow.

Anyway, there would be no use keeping the property in the capital after she returned to Hai City.

What's more, her residence is now targeted by sasaeng fans, and no matter how high the security level of the apartment is, her personal safety cannot be fully guaranteed.

She wasn't afraid, she just felt annoyed.

These disgusting illegitimate fans are like stink bugs in the sewers, spraying foul-smelling mucus everywhere. It's very nauseating to get stuck with them.

"Star, can I...can I take a photo with you?" The fat otaku said as he took out his cell phone and prepared to move forward without waiting for Ji Xingyao's consent.

Ji Xingyao quickly took two steps back to put some distance between them.

Unexpectedly, the fat otaku also took two steps.

Ji Xingyao turned to look at the apartment building a hundred meters away. The property manager was working at the front desk. She was a bit far away, so if she shouted, the manager might not hear her through the thick glass door.

The fat otaku had raised his phone, but Ji Xingyao didn't want to take a photo with him.

"Sorry, I don't want to take a photo." Ji Xingyao took two steps back and got out of the fat otaku's camera viewfinder.

The fat otaku had already pressed the shooting button, but when Ji Xingyao stepped back, he could only capture a little afterimage and couldn't see anything.

The fat otaku was very angry because they couldn’t take a photo.

"Star, do you look down on me? Why can you take pictures with others but not with me?"

The fat otaku displayed his manly confidence to the fullest. Not to mention that he illegally obtained Ji Xingyao's private address, his appearance was like pickled vegetables, and the smell was as strong as canned herrings.

The most basic principle of being a human being is to at least wash your hair before going out and meeting people.

Ji Xingyao tried hard to suppress the disgust in her heart and said calmly, "I don't want to be filmed. This is my right."

The flesh on the fat otaku's face twitched irregularly, as if he had been insulted.

Ji Xingyao didn't want to deal with him anymore, so he raised his leg and prepared to leave.

"Star, don't go." The fat otaku suddenly grabbed Ji Xingyao's arm.

Hiss, Ji Xingyao was so disgusted that he got goosebumps all over his body.

She was about to shake off the fat otaku's arm when suddenly a figure came running over and kicked the fat otaku over.

They were originally standing on the side of the road, and this kick directly kicked the fat otaku onto the road.

There are cars coming and going on the road, and the lights are flowing, making it impossible to open your eyes.

The tall figure stood silently in front of Ji Xingyao, blocking the fat otaku's extremely angry gaze.

Everything happened so suddenly that Ji Xingyao looked up in surprise. He found that the man was very tall. He was wearing a baseball cap and a mask. In the dark, he could not see what he looked like at all.

Under the baseball cap, the stubble of hair was thick and hard, almost touching the scalp.

The fat otaku grumbled as he climbed up. His back was almost broken by the kick, and he broke out in a sweat every time he moved.

"You are looking for death." The fat otaku pointed at the attacker and was about to step forward to argue when he was suddenly caught by the man's eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes with a strong murderous aura. For some reason, the fat otaku felt that this person seemed to want to kill him.

Driven by the instinct to escape, he immediately gave up seeking revenge, ran across the traffic in a panic, fled to the other side of the road, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Traffic was flowing continuously, and two people were standing on the side of the road, one in front and one behind.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have called the police." Ji Xingyao thanked him with lingering fear.

"......"

After waiting for a long time without hearing anything from the other party, Ji Xingyao was puzzled. The man lowered the brim of his hat, nodded slightly at her, and left quickly.

"Eh? Um...thank you." Ji Xingyao shouted loudly at the man's back.

The man walked very fast and probably didn't hear the thank you.

Do good things without leaving a name. Ji Xingyao gave the young man a thumbs up in his heart.

She didn't stop there and quickly went into the apartment.

"Ms. Ji, welcome home." The housekeeper greeted her warmly.

"Thank you." Ji Xingyao responded politely, thinking that in two days, this place would no longer be her home.

After returning to the apartment, Ji Xingyao immediately contacted the agent and made an appointment to view the house tomorrow morning.

She couldn't stay here for another day.

I've lived in this house for five years, it would be a lie to say I have no feelings for it.

This is the first house she owns, and all the furnishings inside are in accordance with her aesthetic taste, from the three-meter-high murals on the wall to the soup spoons in the kitchen, each one is carefully selected by her.

Nowadays, these things cannot be taken away and will most likely be left to the next owner.

Wen Yuan bought two garden houses left over from the Republic of China period in the urban area of ​​Hai City. One is in Spanish style and the other is in the style of a country villa. They are fully equipped and are waiting for the owner to move in.

The decoration style of this apartment is completely different from that of the villa. I won’t be able to use the things in the house if I take them there, so I might as well include them in the price of the house.

The agent came to see the house on time the next day. After registering the house information, the agent asked Ji Xingyao about his desired price.

Ji Xingyao named a price.

The agent smiled and said, "Ms. Ji, the real estate market is not very prosperous right now. Your house is of high quality and well-equipped, and the market demand is very small. If you want to cash out quickly, the price may have to be slightly lowered."

Ji Xingyao understood that this was just the agent's rhetoric.

She shook her head and said, "Let's register first. If anyone wants to see the house, please contact me."

"Okay." The agent didn't insist.

After the agent left, Ji Xingyao went to school.

She had lunch with her tutor at noon.

During her graduate studies, her supervisor treated her very well and tried to persuade her to continue her doctoral studies, but she refused.

For someone who had been a "slacker" from childhood to get into graduate school was already jaw-dropping for many people, let alone getting a doctorate. She was not a studious person to begin with, so there was no need for her to have a degree to gild her reputation.

After chatting for a while in the tutor's office, she took her tutor to a restaurant that had been booked in advance for dinner.

As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, Ji Xingyao received a call from the agent.

"Ms. Ji, the house has been sold."