Yan Qingsi gulped. She was vexed with herself. Why did she always unwittingly spew out whatever that was going on in her mind when she got nervous?
"I…You…Ugh. I don't know what to say." Yan Qingsi scratched her head. She had plenty of questions, but she did not know what to say the moment she opened her mouth.
This was almost like a dream, having someone she would never hallucinate of meeting standing before her. Yan Qingsi pinched herself. It hurt. This was real?
In that case, what miracles had taken place when she had drowned, to allow her to meet the undisputable number one male idol of the country? Yan Qingsi simply knew that even stronger and influential people would not be able to remain calm in such a situation.
