The first time Qiao Chuyan watched Zhu Qiao's performance, it became a hot topic.
Because she was put on the big screen by the director.
On the stage was Zhu Qiao's dance solo, but off the stage, Qiao Chuyan's face was expressionless, as if someone on the stage owed her money.
But the hairband she wore on her head had the words "Only Love Princess Xiao Qiao" shining in it.
Hot search terms followed by red hot words——
"Beautiful fans take off their fans on the spot, anti-pakka idols!"
Qiao Chuyan, the girlfriend's fan who plans to chase Zhu Qiao:?
So when they met for the second time, after the dinner was over, Qiao Chuyan followed Zhu Qiao eagerly, pulling on a pretty face that was so bright that it was dazzling, innocent, pitiful, and dryly explained:
"I'm not anti-you."
"I'm just born with a bad face."
"I didn't take off my powder either, I——"
The man with broad shoulders and long legs, dressed in black, didn't stop and got into the car. He turned his head to look at her lazily, his eyes calm.
He stared at her for two seconds and said in a cold tone: "Want to follow?"
Later, Zhu Qiao stood on the podium again after seven years. He turned around and regained the glory. The spotlight shone on his head. The man's eyebrows were affectionate and he lowered his eyes and thought for a while.
Then he only said one sentence.
"I'm not confused. Can a certain beauty be my fan for the rest of my life?"
Countless people climbed up the wall and then rolled back. As soon as they entered the pit, the old fan beat the ground in pain - why did he have a sister-in-law when he just fell in love?
Intention: I belong to your destiny