"Shishi." Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a composure she had never had before.
Pei Shishi jolted and hurriedly let go of the arm she had been holding, standing ramrod straight. "Here, I'm here, Sister Qing Qing!"
Xu Qing handed over the bag in her hand with elegant movements. "Hold this for me."
Pei Shishi took it with both hands as if she were receiving an imperial edict, even softening her breathing.
Her face was full of worshipful shock. "S-Sister Qing Qing, what is this...?"
In her heart, Sister Qing Qing had always been amazing.
Back in university, she had been a well-known coser in their circle, and there had even been student film crews that specifically came to her to write scripts.
But she never, ever would have imagined that after three years apart, Sister Qing Qing had actually become this famous!
Xu Qing lifted her chin slightly, her red lips curving into a devastatingly beautiful arc that was "three parts mockery and three parts cool indifference." "Heh, I don't know which step leaked my itinerary. I originally just wanted to come to Shencheng for a simple vacation. Sigh, I really don't have even the slightest bit of privacy."
She turned her head and gave an order, her tone so natural it was as if she were commanding her exclusive assistant. "You two stay close. I'll go greet the fans first." "Oh, oh! Okay!" The two of them nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
Pei Shishi was even so excited that she freed one hand to take out her phone and switch on video mode.
She aimed it at Xu Qing and filmed like mad, so excited her hands were shaking.
Oh my god! My dear club president is way too freaking awesome!
Surrounded by the black-clad bodyguards,