Immortal-cultivating son-in-law of a beautiful president

When Wang Qian heard this, her scalp went numb, and she suddenly realized.

Just now, during the conversation with Ye Xuanyuan, I was eager to defend myself, but for a moment I forgot my special identity, and my voice was too loud, which caused my identity to be exposed again.

Because of the lessons learned from the previous coffee shop, the waiters knew that Wang Qian was in Hangzhou now.

The man in front of them, whose appearance, dress and voice were almost exactly the same as Wang Qian's, immediately became their target.

After the waiter asked if he wanted an extra meal, several waiters stepped forward and asked if he was Wang Qian.

Wang Qian lowered her head and looked at Lin Yue eagerly, wanting to seek his help.

But the conversation just now broke Lin Yue's heart.

She is not the kind of blind star-chaser, she has grown up so big, and there are not many stars she has ever liked.

As for Wang Qian, he was a star who met Lin Yue's star chasing requirements in all aspects.

Once upon a time, she felt the pressure of life and wanted to kill herself.

I would listen to the songs sung by Wang Qian and watch the movies he made, and my mood would improve a lot.

But it was such an idol who gave her positive motivation.

In private, he was such an ugly person.

Lin Yue felt that her three views were about to be shattered.

She fell into a breakdown, so naturally she didn't have time to pay attention to Wang Qian's eyes asking for help.

Not to mention Ye Xuanyuan, at this moment, he is staring at Wang Qian gloatingly.

Facing the waiter's inquiry, Wang Qian was worried about not knowing what to do.

Ye Xuanyuan suddenly said aloud: "Yes! You read that right, he is Wang Qian!"

"The purpose of his coming here is the same as going to the coffee shop before, to hold a fan meeting."

"If you want to ask him for an autograph or a group photo, you can go, we'll go first, bye!"

"Ye Xuanyuan, you..." Wang Qian was furious.

But before he could say a word, the waiters had already surrounded him, excitedly asking him for his autograph.

When Ye Xuanyuan left, the manager of the restaurant came to welcome him.

"Sir, may I ask, who are you from Wang Qian?"

The manager regarded Ye Xuanyuan as Wang Qian's manager.

Ye Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Oh, I'm his fan."

"Fans?" the manager asked suspiciously.

He saw that Ye Xuanyuan had just chatted with Wang Qian for so long.

I thought it was a manager, or a friend I knew, but it turned out to be a fan.

"Yes! Look, this is a photo of me and him."

Ye Xuanyuan took out his phone and called up the photo.

"It's such a manager. You may not know it. This time Wang Qian held a fan meeting in Hangzhou according to the rules."

"He disguises himself and eats and drinks in various shops in Hangzhou. As long as a fan recognizes him, he will hold a fan meeting in that shop!"

"It just so happens that I am the second fan who recognized him today."

"There is still this rule?" The manager looked confused.

He is a hardcore fan of Wang Qian. As early as a few years ago, he joined the group chat called the internal group of Wang Qian fans.

In the group, all kinds of news about Wang Qian are released every day. If this is the rule, logically speaking, an ashes fan like him must be the first to know about it.

Ye Xuanyuan saw through the manager's thoughts at a glance, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said: "This news, as long as the old fans know it!"

"I reckon, the group you joined is not internal enough, keep up the good work!"

After all, under the confused gaze of the manager, Ye Xuanyuan led Lin Yue away.

In the restaurant, surrounded by a group of fans, Wang Qian gave up struggling, took off the disguise, and signed autographs for the fans in front of him with a smile.

From time to time, he would look through the window at Ye Xuanyuan who was drifting away from the window.

Being deflated twice a day, still by the same method, Wang Qian was about to be trapped by his own stupidity.

If eyes could kill, he would have already cut Ye Xuanyuan into pieces!

Arriving at the parking lot, after the afternoon wind, Lin Yue gradually recovered from her sadness.

She realized later that she didn't need to be sad for someone she didn't know.

When I saw the wrong person and idol, I just took it as a lesson for my young self and just woke up in time.

Seeing Lin Yue's inner changes, Ye Xuanyuan was filled with emotion.

This woman is so smart.

After convincing herself, Lin Yue's mood improved a lot.

She looked around, only to realize that Ye Xuanyuan had brought her to the parking lot.

"Do you know what kind of person he is? Then, are you still going to the dinner tonight?" Ye Xuanyuan asked with a smile.

Lin Yue hesitated for a while, and didn't say to go, nor said she couldn't go, she asked Ye Xuanyuan back: "You decide, you and him are college classmates, if you say go, go."

"Then I won't go." Ye Xuanyuan said lightly: "I guess, you can see that, in fact, the relationship between me and him back then was not very good."

"Even, he and I were deadly rivals at the beginning. His purpose in coming to Hangzhou this time is very simple to get close to you by taking advantage of the fact that you used to be his fan!"

"He just wants to show off to me, how good he is now, but I don't care!"

"Because I have you!"

Ye Xuanyuan said in a few words, Lin Yue's heart was sprouting, and her pretty face was flushed.

She was a little embarrassed: "The public, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, where are you going? I'll see you off." Ye Xuanyuan asked.

"In the hospital, the doctor said that Lin Hong's condition has improved a lot, and he will probably wake up in two days. I have to take care of him."

"Well, I'll take it to you."