Nighttime, the villa
11 people sat around eating hot pot.
"The company is so stingy! Successfully holding the fan meeting gets you a reward of half a pound of lamb." Meng Meixuan cautiously ate the meat on her plate.
"Plus all kinds of vegetables with flavorless meatballs." Yang Ni chuckled as well.
But even though everyone was complaining, no one actually asked for more meat.
They were all very self-disciplined; though tempted, they restrained themselves.
"Fangxin, your big fan is so funny, listening to us sing as if he were at a dance club." Yang Ni joked.
"That's because seeing a beauty like me makes him happy." Lv Fangxin shook her adorable little head.
"I'm just afraid that after shaking hands with you, he might end up with a stroke!" Lai Ruoxuan's comment caused the whole group to burst into laughter.
"Haha! Haha! How could it be a stroke? Wouldn't it be blood flow instead?"
"Blood flow!"
"The way you said that is so bizarre!"
