Chapter 83

“Smack.”

Xu Heran’s phone landed on the bed, and her head buzzed with excitement.

Huh?

Yeah?

Nuo Nuo… agreed?

For real?

Xu Heran took a deep breath, clicked on the voice message again, and heard Xin Nuo’s gentle voice calling her girlfriend.

“Hehe…”

A certain person broke into a silly smile, excitedly lying on the bed. With one hand, she patted the bedspread. She replayed the voice message multiple times, confirming this fact. She quickly switched to a video call, wanting to have a warm online meeting with her new girlfriend Nuo Nuo, the first meeting after confirming their relationship.

Xin Nuo declined your invitation.

Xin Nuo: “I’m so tired today. I’m going to sleep. Do you know you should sleep early too?”

Xin Nuo: “Don’t you have a recording tomorrow?”

Xu Heran licked her lips.

“I still want to hear you call me ‘girlfriend’.”

Back in her room in Haicheng, wrapped in her own bed, the girl covered her face and peered through her fingers at this message. Her fingers trembled slightly.

“Go to sleep!”

Xu Heran smiled even brighter and pressed the voice button.

“Goodnight, girlfriend.”

On the other side, Xin Nuo didn’t reply for a long time. She must have gone to sleep.

“Choke!”

“Hahaha!”

“Yay yay!”

Xu Heran rolled around crazily on the bed, holding the blanket like a guitar, singing all sorts of peculiar songs. Jian Yueyin, standing at the door, knocked in surprise.

“Come in!” Xu Heran called loudly.

“I could hear your commotion from outside the door. What’s going on? You’re so happy!” Jian Yueyin walked in, smiling, and she glanced at Xu Heran’s bed.

“I can！”

“I can do！”

“I can do it！”

“Do do do！”

“I could hear your commotion from outside the door. What’s going on? You’re so happy!” Jian Yueyin walked in, smiling, and she glanced at Xu Heran’s bed.

“You’ve had enough. This is Song Yu’s bed, spare it.”

“Hahaha, Sister Yueyin!” Xu Heran suddenly pounced over and tightly hugged Jian Yueyin.

Jian Yueyin immediately raised her hands.

“Tell Nuo Nuo in Haicheng, it wasn’t me who did it!”

“Hahaha, I forgive you on behalf of Nuo Nuo!” Xu Heran let go, clapping Jian Yueyin’s shoulder.

Jian Yueyin felt like Xin Nuo might hold a grudge against her past self. Now, she was plotting against the captain!

“You’re an adult now, mature and capable. Can you even forgive yourself on behalf of Nuo Nuo?” Jian Yueyin sat on a chair near the window, trying to keep her distance from Xu Heran as much as possible. Otherwise, she was afraid she might have a neck ache tomorrow.

Xu Heran looked at Jian Yueyin with a “although I really want to tell you, I feel like this is something you need to discover and savor on your own” expression. She pretended to be profound and said, “One minute ago, I didn’t have this right, but now I do!”

Jian Yueyin rubbed her eyes and mercilessly said, “Don’t make such complicated expressions with your face; I can’t understand.”

Xu Heran only heard the first half, and her face turned red all of a sudden. She awkwardly waved her hand, “Fine words, fine words, cough!”

Jian Yueyin: “?”

“…Behave properly!” Jian Yueyin pointed to the side of the bed, “Sit down.”

Xu Heran lunged and rolled, sitting comfortably across from Jian Yueyin, her legs hanging down from the bed.

Jian Yueyin: “Impressive skills, young hero.”

“Hehe, let’s get to business. What’s up?”

Xu Heran crossed her legs and began to swing her foot.

Who kept talking about random things!

Jian Yueyin laughed, “Didn’t Sister Song Yu want us to sing at her wedding? I thought about it, should we compose our own music and lyrics, and send blessings to Song Yu’s wedding?”

Xu Heran snapped her fingers, agreeing, “Sure.”

“But I rarely write love songs. I’m not sure if I can finish it before her wedding. Do you have any experience?” Jian Yueyin asked.

Xu Heran’s foot stopped swaying, she sat up straight, and cleared her throat.

“Well, about this… five minutes ago, I might not have been confident, but now I’m very confident!” Xu Heran patted her chest, “Leave the lyrics to me!”

Jian Yueyin was filled with question marks, wondering what this silly girl was going to say.

But when she heard Xu Heran’s pledge, she was surprised, “All to you?”

Xu Heran showed a confident smile.

Jian Yueyin thought for a moment and actually approved of Xu Heran’s songwriting skills. “Okay then, but you’ll need to call me anytime you need help. And, finish it as soon as possible, don’t leave it until the last day to trouble me!”

“Believe me, captain!” Xu Heran raised her thumb, “I promise you, the current me can definitely write a satisfactory piece for you!”

“I believe you!” Jian Yueyin reassured her, giving a thumbs-up.

“Goodnight.”

The two said their farewells at the door. Once the door was closed, Jian Yueyin muttered softly, “So peculiar.”

She walked toward the adjacent guest room, just as she reached the doorway, her hand touched the doorknob, and the slightly cool sensation electrified her senses. In her mind, there was a sizzling sound of electricity, and a sudden idea popped up.

“Huh… Could it be?”

In the guest room she had just left, Xu Heran pulled out paper and a pen from her luggage, placed them on the table, and rolled up her sleeves.

A love song!

In the mind of a certain little pearl, sleepiness was absent. With enthusiasm, she stared at her inspiration notebook.

The guest room had a floor-to-ceiling window. She turned around, spread her notebook on the windowsill, and looked outside.

The bustling city of Beijing, distant lights resembling clouds floating in the sky, the lively city still bustling in the night, like a deity’s abode in an anime. Amidst the floating fireworks, some people meet, some people know, some people fall in love, and some people yearn for one another.

There were also those who, after sailing through a thousand sails, turned away from the road once taken and rushed toward the next promise. Or after a stormy sea of emotions, they remained calm, leaving only tranquility.

But there were even more, like Ji Songyu and Zhao Rongrong, whose love fused with their flesh and was engraved into their bones.

She was willing to walk hand in hand with her, facing the rest of their lives together. From then on, whether in warm winds or cold snow, from morning to night, through mundane routines, she was willing to carry the shadow of the other.

“That’s really wonderful.”

Xu Heran sighed softly, suddenly thinking of something.

She turned around, picked up the sample booklet of wedding photos that had fallen to the ground while she was struggling on the bed earlier, and placed it on top of her inspiration notebook, flipping through the pages one by one.

Finally, her gaze landed on a certain page.

In a quiet forest, a girl wearing a beautiful wedding gown stood with her back to the camera. She had her hands behind her back, holding a bouquet of long, yellow flowers.

She didn’t turn around, but in Xu Heran’s mind, the face of another girl inexplicably flashed.

Standing in the woods, wearing an even grander and more beautiful wedding gown, the girl turned her back to her. As if she heard a sound behind her, the girl turned around and smiled at her.

The girl had pitch-black eyes that cleared up when she smiled, leaving behind only bright stars. The light of those stars fell into Xu Heran’s heart, melting it, leaving only a warm tenderness.

It was Xin Nuo’s face.

The girl holding her face smiled foolishly. She blinked her blue-purple eyes and met her own smiling face in the window.

Xu Heran: “…”

“Ahem, writing a song.”

The wayward little pearl lowered her head in embarrassment, lifted the pen again, and seriously wrote three words on the blank white paper.

Her and her.

The second recording session of “Next Stop, King of Singers” was scheduled for the evening and would continue until midnight. There would be fewer paparazzi waiting once the recording was finished.

Xu Heran had been busy until the early hours of last night, only waking up around noon.

“Not bad, you’ve adjusted to the time difference,” Jian Yueyin praised the girl who was foraging in the kitchen.

“Thanks,” Xu Heran stuffed egg whites into her mouth and glanced at the living room, “Where’s Tea Tea and Rong Rong?”

Jian Yueyin tilted her head, “They woke up pretty late too. After getting up, they hastily ate something and left. They said they have a meeting with the wedding photography team.”

Xu Heran laughed, “They seem quite eager.”

After eating two egg whites and checking with the housekeeper, she handed the egg yolks to a Samoyed that had come over at some point, squatting by her feet, tilting its head, and staring at her with its black eyes.

The snow-white Samoyed carefully picked up the egg yolk from Xu Heran’s palm and devoured them one by one.

“You’re such a good dog. I didn’t see you last night. What’s your name?”

The nanny who had worked for Ji Songyu’s family for many years smiled and said, “Her name is Ji Huahua, and her nickname is Fafa.”

“Miss Ji and Miss Zhao went abroad some time ago. She has been staying with her grandparents during this time. She was only brought back this morning.”

The nanny enthusiastically told them, “Fafa is a year and a half old. She was a birthday gift from Miss Zhao to Miss Ji.”

“You’re so beautiful,” Xu Heran squatted down, rubbed the dog’s head, and said to Jian Yueyin, “I think Her Majesty Hua and Jiang Xiaoqiong will definitely like Fafa!”

Jian Yueyin: “…You make everything sound so strange.”

“It’s a good thing they’re not here. You can keep the pearls safe.”

“Why does it sound strange? Fafa is really pretty!” Xu Heran held up the Samoyed’s head to show Jian Yueyin, “Just looking at her, she’s more clever than a barking dog. You see, when I praised her pretty ears, she even knew to shake her ears. She must have understood! And she’s so good at ‘rua’ing too!”

Jian Yueyin took a look and couldn’t help but join in.

“She’s better to touch than Qiong’er.”

Xu Heran smiled softly.

Everything between the two was conveyed without words.

To preserve the camaraderie among teammates, Jian Yueyin asked Xu Heran, “How are your lyrics coming along? Have you started the introduction?”

“Please have more confidence in Little Pearl!”

Xu Heran patted the Samoyed’s head, stood up, and pulled out a neatly folded paper from her pocket, “Pearl Clan’s confidential information, entrusted to you, my dear friend!”

“You’re done writing?” Jian Yueyin said in surprise. She unfolded the paper and carefully read through it. Her surprise turned into delight.

“It’s great, Xu Ranran!”

“Of course, the current me is not the same as the me from before. The Xu Ranran before turning eighteen is different from the Xu Pearl after turning eighteen!” Xu Heran, like when she patted the horse’s head yesterday, touched her own hairline and put on an expression that was cool and confident.

“I’ve leveled up.”

I also have a significant other!

I have a girlfriend!!

Hahaha, all you single dogs out there!

Intentionally taunting, Xu Heran lowered her head before being hit by Jian Yueyin, patting the Samoyed’s head.

Jian Yueyin looked through the lyrics again, then her gaze shifted back to Xu Heran. She felt that today’s Xu Heran was especially different, and if she had to pinpoint what was different… she was becoming more and more proud.

“Xu Heran.” Jian Yueyin suddenly turned serious, “I have something to tell you.”

Seeing her expression and tone so serious, Xu Heran quickly straightened up.

“Lean in.”

Jian Yueyin frowned slightly and placed her hand on Xu Heran’s shoulder, applying pressure.

She took a breath and said, “Wishing you happiness.”

Xu Heran: “…”

“Hehe!”

“Thanks, I appreciate it.” Xu Heran revealed an admiring expression that seemed to say “No wonder you’re my Sister Yueyin!”

“And one more thing.” Jian Yueyin pressed her again, “Don’t be so conceited, or Sister Cui might slap you.”

“Don’t you think it’s better than being with me on variety shows every day?” Jian Yueyin smiled slightly, “I don’t have a problem with it, I just don’t know if others might have a problem with it.”

Xu Heran: “… Well, I’ll hold back.”

After receiving Xu Heran’s lyrics, Jian Yueyin transcribed a copy, slipped it into her lyric book, and took it with her to the Jingcheng Studio.

Upon receiving Xu Heran’s lyrics, Jian Yueyin transcribed them again and inserted the copy into her lyric book, taking it with her to the studio in Jingcheng.

As a music variety show, “Next King of Songs” had prepared a variety of instruments in each team’s rooms, allowing them to use these instruments to compose the melody. Later, they would rent a recording studio to finalize the song.

For the evening recording, the guests were about to choose their first-round competition songs. While “Next King of Songs” didn’t have an elimination system, the team compositions would be continuously adjusted.

When Jian Yueyin arrived at the recording room, Ye Qian was already there.

“Good evening, Teacher Ye,” Jian Yueyin greeted him politely.

“Please take a seat. Let’s quickly decide on the song for this performance,” Ye Qian said straightforwardly. “I’ve heard your songs. Many of the singles you’ve released have a rather melancholic tone. For this stage, I also want to choose a melancholic and lyrical song.”

Jian Yueyin had no objections and nodded.

“What do you think of ‘White River’?” Ye Qian asked.

Jian Yueyin pondered for a moment. “‘White River’ is good, but I feel it might not be easy to adapt. Compared to ‘White River,’ I think ‘Late Autumn Wind,’ which has a similar style and singer, would be more suitable.”

Ye Qian raised an eyebrow. “‘Late Autumn Wind’ has already been extensively adapted. This song is more well-known than ‘White River.’ But I don’t want to follow the masses. As a music producer, I can’t say no, I can’t easily give up. Without trying, how can you know if it’s not possible!”

Jian Yueyin smiled and agreed, “Teacher Ye is right.”

In front of her, Ye Qian felt he had been a bit heavy-handed with his tone. He cleared his throat. “Of course, I didn’t mean it that way. Your music, among this new batch of music producers, is still quite good. Many of your songs express a refusal to yield, a rebirth in adversity. I believe you are just like your music, not one to easily admit defeat, right?”

Jian Yueyin continued to smile. “You’re absolutely right.”

Ye Qian: “…”

“Then let’s make the change.”

While other songs were still under discussion, the Shark team had already entered the adaptation process. Although it was called a discussion, in reality, before the recording started, Ye Qian had already confirmed the song and the style for adaptation. He had even written out the score. Jian Yueyin’s role was to familiarize herself with the new sheet music and, guided by Ye Qian, play different instruments.

From the moment she entered until now, Jian Yueyin hadn’t changed her expression, maintaining a gentle smile. Hearing her flawlessly play through the song, Ye Qian’s slightly furrowed brows relaxed.

“You’re quite good,” he remarked.

Jian Yueyin smiled and responded, “Thank you.”

“Unfortunately, spending two years as an idol is quite a waste of time,” Ye Qian dissented. “And some of the songs your team had before, I believe there are better ways to express them.”

“Is that so?” Jian Yueyin said, her eyes curving.

Ye Qian: “…”

She didn’t continue the conversation, and Ye Qian slowly closed his mouth, bringing silence to the room.

Jian Yueyin glanced at the piano. “Let’s do it again.”

“Sure.” Ye Qian took a deep breath. Unable to find a way out, as they were about to play through the song again, the corridor suddenly erupted with deafening music.

“I am a broken butterfly!” A deep voice emerged amidst the powerful fusion of bass, drums, and guitars, akin to a mighty wave surging in the ocean.

Jian Yueyin blinked, recognizing another familiar, cheerful voice joining in with a shout.

“I am a butterfly, I am a butterfly!”

Jian Yueyin: “.”

Well, the case was solved.

“Storms and scorching sands, they can’t kill my heart!”

“Arrooo, can’t kill, can’t kill!”

“…Where’s Teacher Shi?” Ye Qian’s brows furrowed tightly.

“I am a butterfly!”

“I fell in love with a rose!”

“I love the rose!!” Xu Heran yelled.

“Even if rain falls and wind blows, I’ll love this rose till death!”

“Arrooo!”

“Even if the rose withers, the rose shatters, I’ll still love this rose!”

Apart from the Shark’s lead singer’s room, other teams gathered in the Blueberry team’s room and started swaying to the rock music.

“Friends in the back, show me your hands! Friends in the front, where’s the shout!”

Jian Yueyin: “…”

She raised her hand and touched her lips.

Ye Qian looked at Jian Yueyin, who had suddenly softened, and couldn’t help but ask, “She wrote ‘Conquer the Stars’?”

“Yes.”

“Can’t tell,” Ye Qian remarked casually. “I heard this young girl comes from a good background. I wouldn’t have expected her to write lyrics like ‘Conquer the Stars.’ I actually thought the lyrics were written by you.”

Jian Yueyin’s smile faded slightly. “Is that so.”

Ye Qian didn’t notice her change in expression and continued, “Also, have you noticed that this girl doesn’t quite match the other members in your team to some extent?”

“I haven’t felt that way.”

Jian Yueyin smiled at Ye Qian. “Hehehe…”

At this point, Ye Qian finally realized that giving instructions to someone else’s team members might not make him very well-liked. He pressed his palm against his knee, his eyes drifting to the side. “I’m sorry, I was being nosy.”

Jian Yuyin: “Mhm.”

Ye Qian: “…”

“Forget it, let’s end it here today.”

“Sure.” Jian Yueyin stood up, tucked the notebook she had brought into her arms, and decided not to bring the notebook with her during the days she was teamed up with Ye Qian. Her movement was a bit forceful, causing a lyric paper that was tucked inside the notebook to slowly float out and land near Ye Qian’s feet.

“What’s this? Did you write it?” Ye Qian picked it up and glanced at it. “‘Her and Her’?”

“Huh?”

“I’ve heard about it. There’s a girl in your team who’s into girls, right? Isn’t there a rumor?” Ye Qian looked at Jian Yueyin, whose expression had suddenly darkened. “Is that girl the one? The one who likes dancing? Could it be… the two of you?”

Jian Yueyin pulled the lyric paper back and stuffed it into the notebook. Her tone was calm. “You seem to know quite a bit.”

Ye Qian smiled. “I wanted to get to know my teammates, so I checked out your news.”

“And how did that end up being so useless?” Jian Yueyin’s words caused Ye Qian’s smiling face to stiffen in an instant. “Mr. Ye, online gossip is of no use. Don’t meddle in others’ private lives.”

“Fine, you focus on practicing. I’m leaving.”

Watching the girl walk away without even looking back, Ye Qian scratched his head and muttered to the accompanying director, “Did I make her angry?”

The director, who had worked with him on several music programs, gave a reassuring smile, “It’s okay, she definitely won’t be mad at you.”

Not really.

It’s fine, he’s used to it.

Well, it would be strange if Teacher Ye didn’t upset someone.

Jian Yueyin walked into Xu Heran’s room and tossed her notebook onto the couch, making a clicking sound.

Shi Meng went to the restroom, and Xu Heran had just finished belting out a song and came over excitedly, “What’s up? Where’s the leader of your team?”

“Don’t mention it.” Jian Yueyin covered Xu Heran’s microphone with her hand and raised an eyebrow.

Got it.

Xu Heran gestured behind her, “Why don’t you hang out with me? Shi Meng’s band is awesome!”

“With just a word from you, you’d offend four members of the street band,” Jian Yueyin said, “I’ll work on the melody of the new song first.”

“Okay!”

Shi Meng returned, somehow acquiring two pairs of sunglasses from somewhere, giving one to Xu Heran. The two of them then began another round of karaoke, even forcing the program staff to sit down and wave their hands.

Turning the show into a concert was quite an accomplishment, but this coordination between the adult and the youngster was making the neighboring teams feel immense pressure.

Not long after, Ye Qian walked in with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Jian Yueyin, who was wearing headphones and jotting something down, and started talking to Shi Meng.

“Shi Meng, I think this song is too bold in a rock style.”

“Do you guys intend to sing this song? I think jazz would be better,” Shi Meng tilted his sunglasses down, his energetic eyes fixed on Ye Qian as he raised his microphone. “You’re being annoying, get out.”

Xu Heran chimed in, “It’s prohibited for rival teams to pry into others’ songs! Prohibited for rival singers to point fingers at others’ musical styles! What’s the deal, Shark Team?”

Ye Qian: “…”

Xu Heran: “Director!”

The director of Team Blueberry smiled and said to Ye Qian, “Teacher Yeh, take a look…”

Ye Qian remained silent and pointed to Jian Yueyin, asking, “What about her?”

“Why can’t I?” she questioned.

“Because she’s quiet!” said Xu Heran.

“I can be quiet too,” Ye Qian responded.

Xu Heran and Shi Meng simultaneously extended their hands and made a cross in front of their chests.

Ye Qian, who had been driven out once again, felt frustrated. In the corridor, he bumped into Ning Yunfei.

“Kicked out again?” Ning Yunfei said with a smile.

“What do you mean, ‘again’?” Ye Qian shook his head.

Ning Yunfei looked him up and down, puzzled, and said, “I feel something is strange. Your behavior is different from before, very odd.”

She squinted her eyes, “And dressed in a well-fitted suit… hmm?”

Ye Qian looked handsome, in his early thirties, and still single. Ning Yunfei took a breath, “You aren’t, by any chance, interested in someone younger, are you?”

How old is Jian Yueyin this year?

In her twenties?

Four?

“You want to rob the cradle?” Ning Yunfei covered her face, staring at Ye Qian with an expression of “you have no shame.”

“…Who wants to rob the cradle!” Ye Qian’s face blushed, “And I’ve only known her for a day! I just really appreciate her music!”

And there’s only an eight-year age difference, what’s the big deal about robbing the cradle!

Could Ning Yunfei believe that? She looked at him with a cold smile.

Both of them were singers, with similar status, having participated in many variety shows together. Over time, they had become friends.

“I genuinely think she’s good. What do you think about me inviting her to my company?” Ye Qian asked, “She’s been held back for two years. I believe that with me, she can perform even better.”

“Held back?” Ning Yunfei’s expression subtly changed, “If you have that idea, then don’t think about poaching people.”

“Old Ye, you might as well have feelings for Yueyin.”

Yeh Qian: “???”

“I really don’t!”

He turned his head with a “swish,” relieved that there wasn’t a dramatic appearance of some girl behind him. He let out a sigh of relief, “Stop joking around.”

“Fine, just pay more attention to your words and actions, and listen to others’ opinions more. Don’t always meddle in others’ business,” Ning Yunfei said, “Otherwise, forget about having feelings; who would bother with you!”

Ye Qian: “… Forget it.”

Not far behind where they were talking, at the entrance of Team Blueberry, a girl stood in silence, her brows slowly furrowing.

Except for the first two episodes, Xu Heran and Jian Yueyin filmed one episode per week for the rest of the program. By the time Ji Songyu’s wedding invitation reached their hands, it was already mid-October.

Ji Songyu would complain about how Zhao Rongrong was so anxious and wanted to hold the wedding immediately, but she was the one dragging Zhao Rongrong around everywhere. They quickly took their wedding photos. Because Ji Songyu was a well-known actress in China, the photography team attached great importance to the quality of her photos. They allocated the best personnel to capture Ji Songyu’s images, which was also a form of self-promotion for the team.

“So soon?” Xu Heran looked at the exquisite card in his hand in surprise.

“In order not to fall into the difficult situation of choosing between this good option and that better option, Ruo and I swiftly made all the arrangements,” Ji Songyu leaned against something, tousling her hair, “Thank you and Yueyin for house-sitting and dog-walking for us.”

During this time, she and Zhao Rongrong were busy preparing for the wedding and hadn’t returned much.

Xu Heran smiled and said, “Who let Sister Tea be so kind-hearted, not charging us for accommodations.”

“Good that you know, just don’t say it out loud,” Ji Songyu shyly waved her hand.

Xu Heran glanced at the time on the invitation again, his eyes gleaming sneakily.

Ji Songyu’s wedding, all eight members of SGS would definitely come! Nuo Nuo would certainly come too!

After admitting their relationship, she and Xin Nuo were separated by distance, and they hadn’t met yet. It was truly a matter that made Little Pearl quite sad!

Ji Songyu’s wedding was right in front of them. Doesn’t that mean she would soon meet Xin Nuo?!

Xu Heran took a breath, got up with a smile, and asked Ji Songyu, “The dogs haven’t been walked yet today, right? I’ll go now!”

“No need, Rongrong has already gone.” Ji Songyu said with a smile, “We’re all back, how could we bother you? Normally, you don’t need to walk them. There’s Auntie for that.”

“Ah, I see.” Xu Heran scratched her face with her left index finger and cleared her throat, “I just wanted to go out for a walk, I’ll be back in a bit!”

She walked briskly, as if afraid Ji Songyu might stop her, then after a moment, she retraced her steps.

“Sis, where’s the convenience store around here?”

With accurate directions from Ji Songyu, Xu Heran jogged all the way to the convenience store, happily dashing in.

The store’s clerk looked at a slender silhouette “whoosh” appearing behind a certain indescribable shelf, wearing a mask, glasses, and a hat. A meaning-laden expression crossed the clerk’s face.

“Oh~”

Definitely quite impatient.

Wearing all those accessories, must be a newbie, right?

The clerk secretly speculated in their mind.

Xu Heran pushed her sunglasses down, her blue-purple eyes scanning excitedly. To be honest, she hadn’t actually used one before!

Just as she was debating which color and flavor to choose, a hand reached out, pointing to a corner.

“This one,” a lazy voice said, “you won’t need the other kind.”

“Oh!” Xu Heran happily agreed. As she swept the shelves, her fingertips froze when they touched a box.

The cloud-like Samoyed approached and rubbed against Xu Heran’s leg.

“Sis, pets are allowed in this supermarket?” Xu Heran asked in a hushed voice.

“Yeah,” Zhao Rongrong put her arm around Xu Heran’s shoulder, leaned in, with the ease of someone who knew the ropes, and shared her experience with Xu Heran, “I like this brand, but occasionally I use this one, and the response is pretty good.”

Xu Heran: “OVO”

“Never mind, since we’re here, let’s restock a bit.” Zhao Rongrong began searching the shelves with Xu Heran.

During this time, Xu Heran whispered, “How did you know I was going to use… this?”

After all, using it between a man and a woman is different from using it between two women.

Zhao Rongrong smirked, “I didn’t deliberately overhear. Of course, at home, there’s no need to hold back.”

Xu Heran, who often used voice commands to address Xin Nuo’s girlfriend, chuckled.

“Oh, and I’ll give you a few hotel locations, all of which I own. They’re safe,” Zhao Rongrong whispered to Xu Heran, “You must try these rooms!”

Xu Heran: “Oh!!”

After leaving Blue Nation, Xu Heran, who had been forced to hold back, almost burst with excitement, hugging the treasures tightly in her arms.

Now that everything was prepared, only Xin Nuo was missing!

Girlfriend, come quickly!

The author has something to say:

Xu Heran: Hehe.

Sister Rong is such a good person! 

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Sinensis
Proofreader: Ruu

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