Lu Qingyi fell silent for a moment before saying, "I'm June."
"Miss Lu, what kind of joke are you playing?"
Xu Yi gave a dry laugh.
Two years ago, Lu Qingyi was still a minor.
June is clearly a man in his thirties or forties, someone who has experienced life's trials and tribulations.
Lu Qingyi: "..."
Why is it that no one believes the truth these days?
"Kid, we'll just ignore him."
Xu Boyan took Lu Qingyi's hand, then walked past Xu Yi into the small shop.
Xu Yi: "..."
What kind of attitude is this from Master Xu?
After a while, Xu Yi opened his phone, and a push notification popped up.
June has updated his Weibo.
He clicked to check: there were no words, just a signature—June.
Holy smokes!
Xu Yi excitedly eyed the autograph in his hand, which was identical to the one on Weibo.
Lu Qingyi is June.
Xu Yi instantly understood why Xu Boyan was so disgusted with him.
——
"Oh my God, June has updated his Weibo."
"My heavens, it's an autograph."
