The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times

Chapter 857: Fan Proposal

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Feng wanted to slap himself. What nonsense am I talking about? Who uses female ghosts to describe beauty? 

However, the woman in front of him had an excellent education and did not care about Mu Feng's offense. He's soft and elegant. “Master, you must be kidding. Please turn on your cell phone light. I'll help you get your hair off.”

There were only dim street lights on the road that Mu Feng had walked. It was impossible to see where Mu Feng's hair was wrapped.

“OK,” Mu Feng said as he picked up his phone and fingered the flashlight button.

Then, he heard a soft cry from the woman beside him. Mu Feng turned around and was almost blinded by the powerful phone light.

He hit the flash.

“I'm sorry.” Mu Feng hurriedly stood up. Then, the hair on the back of his head pulled him, and he instantly felt his scalp explode.

The woman has a good temperament. He rubbed his eyes that had been in by the strong light, and the thin smile on his face remained. He comforted Mu Feng instead. “It's okay. I'll be fine in a while. Sit down properly.”

For the first time, Mu Feng felt that he was too embarrassed to face anyone. He sat helplessly and simply handed over the phone after turning on the flashlight.

Only then did the woman pick up the scissors and gently help Mu Feng tidy up her hair that was entangled in the gap behind the chair.

The night wind blew gently, carrying a faint fragrance. In the distance came the sound of the students ending the lesson. However, in this desolate alley, only moonlight was flowing.

“Completed.” Not long after, a voice came from the side.

Mu Feng tried to move and indeed, all of his hair had been shed. Only then did Mu Feng turn around and stare straight into the watery woman's eyes. “Thank you.”

“No problem. Sorry, I cut some hair.” The woman held a few strands of silver hair in her hand.

“Nothing. Thank you.” Mu Feng pushed his hair behind his shoulder. “Where do you live? It's very late. Let me drive you.”

“Not needed. I'm just next to you. I saw you looking for a way back and forth when I hung clothes upstairs. I thought you might get lost, so I got off.” The woman's voice was light and soft, like the first snow melting in the mountains. It was cold and refreshing.

“I haven't asked your name ..” Before Mu Feng could finish speaking, the phone rang.

Mu Feng pressed the answer button. Being in a nightclub for a long time, it had always been a noisy place, so Mu Feng had a habit of turning on speakers. Therefore, the call is connected.

Amidst the mixed music, a deep male voice sounded.

“Your brother, where did you go with Fatty Liu? There are more than ten girls here waiting for you to pamper them.”

“Pakk.”

Mu Feng hung up the phone and explained to the woman in front of him inexplicably, “Don't listen to her nonsense. He's just high.”

“Master, you don't need to explain it to me.” The woman in front of him remained as graceful as ever. He only retreated half a step and moved away from Mu Feng. “Follow this road for two hundred meters and turn right. You can get out. This is not the beginning anymore. I have to go and rest. Goodbye Mr.”

Mu Feng wanted to reach out and stop him to explain, but seeing how he avoided it, Mu Feng felt that he might be insulted.

“Hey, but you haven't told me your name.” Mu Feng withdrew his gaze and said gently.

“Your sister, I finally found you!! Aiyo, I feel like I'm clashing with the scholar place as well! I'm so tired!”

Mu Feng rolled his eyes. “How did the guards let you in?”

“Sial, I'm a very smart person.” Fatty Liu was arrogant. “Your sister, why are you here?”

Mu Feng felt that he was irritating and stepped on the accelerator, preparing to release it. However, the road in the alley was too narrow. Fatty Liu opened the door and rolled into the front passenger seat with a smile on his face. “Your brother, I was wrong. I'll buy you later. There are many beautiful women here today waiting for you.”

Mu Feng looked at her with disdain and left according to the woman's instructions.

“That's not true, Brother Mu. This is not the way to the bar.” Fatty Liu sat in Mu Feng's car and felt this direction was not right. He knew that Mu Feng was a street idiot. He thought that Mu Feng was going the wrong way.

“I want to go home. Out of the car.” Finally reaching the road, Mu Feng suddenly sped up.

“Go home? Brother Mu? You're not going to the game tonight?” Fatty Liu was stunned. “Why did you come home late at night?”

“To read.”

“Ah?!” Fatty Liu felt that he was hallucinating. Was this Big Brother Mu who had illuminated the school building when he was young so that he could not go to school and was beaten up by Old Master Mu?

“Exit from car. Don't ruin the view in front of me.” Mu Feng stepped on the brakes and chased after him.

“…”

Fatty Liu covered his broken heart and saw Mu Feng's car disappear from his sight.

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In the Qing University Hall, the audience had already entered and the production team was ready.

“Nona Xia, will you go to my brother's wedding?” Since the filming of “Moon As Frost” was completed, Yan Ci had never seen Xia Wanyuan again. Now that he saw her again, Yan Ci was very happy.

“Ya.” Xia Wanyuan nodded.

Yan Ci thought for a moment and did not know what to say. “Happy to have won the Go Master.” Competition

“Thank you.”

Yan Ci had nothing to talk about anymore. He stood beside Xia Wanyuan in frustration, waiting to go on stage with her to promote.

Following the host's voice and the deafening cheers from the audience, Yan Ci, Xia Wanyuan, and several other main actors walked onto the stage.

Xia Wanyuan, who was wearing a deep red cheongsam and Yan Ci, who was wearing a long robe and glasses, appeared, pushing the atmosphere to klim*ks.

Everything went according to the process that had been set, but when the fans went up to the stage to ask, something went wrong.

The production team selected four fans from the audience and gave them the opportunity to ask questions of their idols.

One of the men wearing black-framed glasses knelt on one knee to Xia Wanyuan.

“Goddess, I really like you. Will you marry me?”