Green Island Cafe
Wearing a mask and wrapping herself tightly, Jiaqi was sitting nervously in the private room.
This was her first time meeting a fan in private. The negative emotions of nervousness, fear, shame, and self-blame almost made her want to flee without a second thought.
The idol rules she usually considered as mere formalities were constantly flashing in her mind, each line of text was so clear today.
She felt like a shameless woman who sold her soul for money, betrayed her vow, and trampled on the profession's bottom line.
"Li Jiaqi, it's really you!" A young man, also wrapped up tightly, knocked on the door of the private room, ecstatically exclaimed in a hoarse voice.
"...Yes, it's me, you must be Zhang Yuze."
"It's me, Jiaqi. I've attended all your handshake events, but I've never dared to speak to you. Jiaqi, you're so beautiful, like a little fairy."
