Sister Lan briefly browsed the comments section, and it was filled with compliments about Wen Wenyao’s looks and charm, with hardly any negative comments. This official announcement had been quite successful, and the buzz continued.
Soon, Wen Wenyao’s backstage fan count skyrocketed as if there was a bug, rapidly surpassing six figures at a visible speed. If this continued, she would likely reach seven figures within today or tomorrow.
On Song Nanqiao’s end, her computer was also receiving trending news notifications.
#ROT Official Announcement New Actress#
#Can Humans Really Give Birth to Such a Beautiful Child?#
#Wen Clan Heiress Enters the Entertainment Industry#
…
A deluge of entertainment news flooded in, and Song Nanqiao went through them one by one. Her expression gradually shifted from solemn to relaxed.
In the evening, there weren’t many negative comments, just a small portion of people questioning Wen Wenyao’s identity or speculating that she was just a pretty face. However, more than 95% of the comments were positive.
As she was browsing the web pages, her phone rang.
It was a call from Wen Wenyao.
“Baby.”
“Yes?”
“I’m ready.”
“I’ll come pick you up now.”
“Okay.”
After ending the call, Song Nanqiao found a driver. Wen Wenyao’s status was no longer the same as before, and she couldn’t just take a taxi casually.
Sitting in the car, Song Nanqiao leaned her head back on the leather seat. Today had been a good day, and a sudden idea popped into her mind.
Should she take Wen Wenyao out for dinner?
They had been together for so long, but the time they spent going out together was scarce. Finally having some free time, Song Nanqiao thought about spending more time with her.
“Miss Song, it’s impossible to get through.”
The driver had parked the car downstairs at ROT, where a crowd of fans had gathered, making it impossible for the car to pass through.
“Go to the back door.”
Song Nanqiao sent a text message to Wen Wenyao, asking her to use the back door. There should be fewer fans there.
“Okay,” the girl replied with a text message and took the elevator down to the first floor.
Song Nanqiao arrived at the back door and opened the car door, leaving enough space for the girl.
Before long, under Song Nanqiao’s gaze, the girl slowly pushed open the door. She glanced around left and right, and when she spotted Song Nanqiao waiting for her, her eyes brightened. She took quick, small steps and hurried over.
“Baby, good afternoon.”
The girl removed her mask and hugged Song Nanqiao as soon as she got into the car.
“Good afternoon, baby.” Song Nanqiao extended her hand and affectionately touched Wen Wenyao’s little head.
“Do you have time tonight?” Song Nanqiao asked.
“Yes, why?” Wen Wenyao replied with a smile.
“I wonder if Miss Wen would honor me by having dinner with me.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Wenyao was momentarily taken aback, but then she smiled radiantly.
“I would be honored.”
Sister Lan briefly browsed the comments section, and it was filled with compliments about Wen Wenyao’s looks and charm, with hardly any negative comments. This official announcement had been quite successful, and the buzz continued.
Soon, Wen Wenyao’s backstage fan count skyrocketed as if there was a bug, rapidly surpassing six figures at a visible speed. If this continued, she would likely reach seven figures within today or tomorrow.
On Song Nanqiao’s end, her computer was also receiving trending news notifications.
#ROT Official Announcement New Actress#
#Can Humans Really Give Birth to Such a Beautiful Child?#
#Wen Clan Heiress Enters the Entertainment Industry#
…
A deluge of entertainment news flooded in, and Song Nanqiao went through them one by one. Her expression gradually shifted from solemn to relaxed.
In the evening, there weren’t many negative comments, just a small portion of people questioning Wen Wenyao’s identity or speculating that she was just a pretty face. However, more than 95% of the comments were positive.
As she was browsing the web pages, her phone rang.
It was a call from Wen Wenyao.
“Baby.”
“Yes?”
“I’m ready.”
“I’ll come pick you up now.”
“Okay.”
After ending the call, Song Nanqiao found a driver. Wen Wenyao’s status was no longer the same as before, and she couldn’t just take a taxi casually.
Sitting in the car, Song Nanqiao leaned her head back on the leather seat. Today had been a good day, and a sudden idea popped into her mind.
Should she take Wen Wenyao out for dinner?
They had been together for so long, but the time they spent going out together was scarce. Finally having some free time, Song Nanqiao thought about spending more time with her.
“Miss Song, it’s impossible to get through.”
The driver had parked the car downstairs at ROT, where a crowd of fans had gathered, making it impossible for the car to pass through.
“Go to the back door.”
Song Nanqiao sent a text message to Wen Wenyao, asking her to use the back door. There should be fewer fans there.
“Okay,” the girl replied with a text message and took the elevator down to the first floor.
Song Nanqiao arrived at the back door and opened the car door, leaving enough space for the girl.
Before long, under Song Nanqiao’s gaze, the girl slowly pushed open the door. She glanced around left and right, and when she spotted Song Nanqiao waiting for her, her eyes brightened. She took quick, small steps and hurried over.
“Baby, good afternoon.”
The girl removed her mask and hugged Song Nanqiao as soon as she got into the car.
“Good afternoon, baby.” Song Nanqiao extended her hand and affectionately touched Wen Wenyao’s little head.
“Do you have time tonight?” Song Nanqiao asked.
“Yes, why?” Wen Wenyao replied with a smile.
“I wonder if Miss Wen would honor me by having dinner with me.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Wenyao was momentarily taken aback, but then she smiled radiantly.
“I would be honored.”
