Ye Tingheng sat up helplessly, and looked down at his front again. Suddenly, a cloud of steam burst out, and he hurriedly covered his eyes.

(I still can’t get used to a real woman’s body, so I need to hurry up and get used to it.)

When Ye Tingheng thought that this body could still grow longer, she felt even more ashamed. After all, she was a real man!

"Alas! I don't know how I'm going to spend the rest of my life, but I think I can manage by just doing nothing."

Ye Tingheng sighed, got out of bed, put on her cotton shoes, and walked towards her suitcase. The peach in front of her swayed with her movements.

Especially the pajamas that were one size too big, which could not block the light at all, making the holy light flicker.

Ye Tingheng almost couldn't control himself, even though what she said was nonsense.

Fortunately, Ye Tingheng was more experienced. After closing his eyes, he quickly calmed down and started to prepare clothes for himself.

……

An hour later, after washing up and changing into winter clothes, Ye Tingheng walked to the door with a flushed face. He was wearing a pair of dark black sneakers and his long hair was tied into a simple ponytail.

Although she had learned hairstyling in the system, she didn't want to attract people's attention, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the paparazzi.

Moreover, even though her current body is only that of a nineteen-year-old, more feminine and more delicate, she can still be recognized as Ye Tingheng from her facial shape.

After all, the figure and everything else are pretty much the same as before, except for some parts that have become real.

But then again, if Ye Tingheng hadn't been unable to find a suitable method, he would have beaten up these annoying followers long ago!

As long as you step out of the house, no matter when and where, these guys will always refresh everywhere, either taking pictures or doing some weird interviews, and then causing a bunch of problems for her to solve one by one!

However, fighting with these so-called journalists is a sheer waste of time. You won't gain any benefit and you might even be caught by their "friends."

If you really want to deal with them, it's best to invite them out one by one, have a fistfight in the wilderness, and beat them so hard that they can't leave the hospital for ten days or half a month.

After all, she is an agent, and she has to make some money, both black and white. Her interpersonal relationships cannot be too narrow. What's more, she has plenty of money now, and is no longer the "three-no" youth.

(I don’t know how many zeros are added to my current balance! Hahahahahaha!

No, no, what am I thinking? Never mind, let’s leave the hotel first and use the backup number I prepared earlier!

Ye Tingheng closed his eyes, felt his body, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

(I hope those people haven't woken up yet.)

Ye Tingheng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and walked out. The worry on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by an extremely cold and icy face.

Carrying his suitcase into the corridor, Ye Tingheng casually glanced at the other guest rooms. Seeing that the doors were all tightly closed with no signs of opening, Ye Tingheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

(Luckily, fortunately, these lazy bums can't get out of bed before six o'clock. Not to mention that the concert didn't end until after two in the morning. Judging from the situation, they probably won't be able to get up before twelve o'clock.)

Ye Tingheng thought about it and adjusted his mask, then gently closed the door and walked towards the elevator with his suitcase, feeling a little uncomfortable.

(Tsk, I don’t know if these people can continue after I quit. Sigh—I better continue to help them solve some problems.

In order to avoid thinking too much and affecting my mood, I still have to enjoy my retirement life. However, unless necessary, it is better to try not to get involved in their own business.

I still have to let them adapt to life when I'm not around, like making breakfast for themselves every morning, planning their itinerary, etc.

What's more, when I signed their band, they had their own agent, Huang Jisheng, the most talented person in the entire team, who was very talented in composing, lyrics, arranging and singing.

It was the type that overshadowed the excellence of several other people, but fortunately I still found a solution, and now the internal conflicts in the team have been much smaller.

Of course, the most important thing is that she has control over public opinion, otherwise the team would have fallen apart two years ago.

Next, I have to think about the company's operations. Ah - there are so many things to do - I really don't want to use my brain...)

While she was thinking, Ye Tingheng had already walked to the elevator. After entering the cabin and placing her suitcase, she pressed the close button and the elevator door slowly closed, taking her to the bottom floor of the hotel...

In a room in the corridor, a crack had already appeared in the door that was originally closed.

Four eyes gathered together from top to bottom, watching Ye Tingheng's figure disappear in the corridor.

Seeing the elevator door close, the four people in the room also closed their doors and couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, this day has finally come." One of them sighed regretfully, his face full of sadness.

"There's nothing I can do. After all, Sister Ting has helped us realize our dreams, so it's time for her to pursue her own."

Hearing this, another long-haired man continued, "Besides, Sister Ting is not young anymore. She needs her own living space. If she stays with a group of men like us, she will inevitably be misunderstood."

"I originally thought Sister Ting wouldn't leave until noon, so at least she could let us see her off."

"Alright Ji Ling, you know Sister Ting's personality. She's decisive and a true strong woman."

"Besides, we have discussed this before. Didn't you agree then? We will meet again in the future. It's not a farewell forever. Besides, you can also call Sister Ting." The person standing next to Huang Jiling said.

"I know that, Jianhong, but after all, we've lived together for ten years. It's impossible not to care." Huang Jiling replied with some sadness, and started walking into the room. "So, six people have left our band now..."

The other three followed along and fell silent for a moment after hearing what was said. No one spoke.

After a long while, Huang Huanzhong finally spoke: "No matter what, this is Sister Ting's own decision. As friends, we can only express our own attitudes at most. We can't impose our ideas on others."

Huang Huanzhong said this and lay down directly, stretching on the bed, as if he didn't care at all.

"Furthermore, Sister Ting is more like a mother to us than a companion. No matter what happens, she guides us step by step, tells us the best solutions, and helps us resolve many difficulties. We can't always stay under her protection; we have to experience things on our own. No matter what it is, only when you own it yourself can you truly own it."

After hearing this, Ye Jianhong said, "Why don't we talk about other things, like what plans we have for the future? Since Sister Ting left so confidently, she must trust us and believe that we can run the band better without her. We can't let Sister Ting down."

"Yeah, that's right. Besides, Sister Ting told us a month in advance that she would be leaving the team and moving completely behind the scenes to focus on pursuing her dreams. We also held a farewell party, and this concert was also very successful."

"Although Sister Ting always looks indifferent, don't you all know that she is very happy in her heart? There is nothing to regret." Huang Jisheng also responded.

After the words were spoken, everyone's mood improved a lot. After chatting for more than ten minutes, they even started joking. After all, they were all men, so of course they had to relax a little.

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