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~]
