A few days later, Ning Meng had finally finished writing the script. However, she was not in a rush to start filming. Instead, she took out her phone and sent a message to the WeChat Group: [What did the fortune-teller say about me, hmm~? @Zhen Shanmei @Qi Shan @Su Ye @Fei Bai]
Zhen Shanmei: [You lack money!! Just shut it already! It’s the 15th time you’re asking me this today!!]
Qi Shan: [… I’ve never seen anyone demanding a birthday present like this. I wonder how thick your face is.]
Su Ye: [Don’t worry, Missus. I’ve prepared your birthday present.]
Fei Bai: [If you ask again, I’ll kill you.]
After seeing how he had acted in front of the beautiful and naive Li Shiyao, Ning Meng was not afraid of him anymore: [Are you sure you want to kill me? I’ve invited Li Shiyao to the party too~]
Fei Bai: [The present’s ready.]
Ning Meng: [In that case, let’s meet up at the Glamour Club tonight at 8 pm sharp. Don’t be late, everyone~]
It was the 1st of November today, hence, she was holding a party with her friends that night. This would ensure that they would be able to celebrate her birthday when the clock struck midnight.
Zhen Shanmei had arrived at her home early in the afternoon to help Ning Meng with her makeup.
Ning Meng sighed. “Is this really all that necessary?”
Zhen Shanmei stared at the skincare and cosmetic products on the table before grabbing one of the brands that she was used to using. “Which lipstick brand do you use?”
Ning Meng took her lipstick and showed it to her friend. “I’m using this Natural Starry Crimson Brand~ It has a nice color and is so popular that even the women in the military use it too!”
Zhen Shanmei took it without any hesitation. “Okay, I’ll take this one. Quick! You’d better pick another and put it on.”
“??”
Then, Zhen Shanmei took the lipstick and hurried to the living room to sneak it into her handbag. After that, she stealthily took out her phone and sent Qi Shan a WeChat message: [Don’t worry, I have everything under control here. I’ll stall her the best I can.]
Qi Shan: [Okay!]
Despite not being a bright lady, Zhen Shanmei knew the best way to stall a lady—to put as much time and effort as she could in makeup.
Thus, she was able to stall Ning Meng until 7:30 pm before getting into the car. When they arrived at the club, it was already 8 pm.
Wearing a full black suit, Qi Shan stood at the entrance, playing with his phone.
Qi Shan: [They’re here! Ready?]
Su Ye: [Ready. We’ve done all we can to make sure the Missus will go home tonight. The boss would be proud of us!]
Qi Shan: [Yeah! Boss would be proud!]
Fei Bai: […]
***
When Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei walked toward Qi Shan, they saw a pretty young lady fidgetting uncomfortable nearby. A few seconds later, she seemed to have mustered enough courage and walked up to him. “Um… hi, handsome~ do you mind exchanging contacts on WeChat…”
Qi Shan waved his hand to shoo her away. “No chance. Get lost.”
Then, he continued, roasting the poor girl, “Just what year do you think it is? Who would plead for others to become your followers on social media at a night club? You’d better start walking before I call the security!”
“??”
Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei stared at them in confusion.
Ning Meng took a glance at the girl whose words had been interrupted halfway before being shooed away by Qi Shan’s sharp tongue.
Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei looked at one another, not saying a word.
Then, a couple, clinging onto one another, walked into the club lovingly.
After taking a glance at them, Qi Shan opened his mouth and sighed. “Sigh! When can I ever get a girlfriend? I’m such a good man! How could not even a single woman show any interest in me?”
“…”
Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei’s mouths twitched as they stared at The Idiot Of The Century, Qi Shan.
