The Popular Young Idol's phone rang, and he answered it against the wind.
"The wind is so loud on your side."
"Yeah, I'm busy."
"When can you come see me? I miss you."
"I'll come over as soon as I'm finished."
"Lately, there's always someone lingering at my door, or pretending to bump into me. I find it so annoying. I don't even look that good, not the type foreigners like. Why are so many people after me?"
"That's because you're so charming. I'm a bit worried someone might steal you away."
"Don't worry, I only love you. I'll wait patiently for you and make sure no one finds out about our relationship."
"Alright, you're the best. I have something else to take care of, so I'm going to hang up."
After hanging up, the Popular Young Idol's face was extremely gloomy.
Xiao Ying is such a hassle, I wonder when I can finally shake her off completely.
