CHAPTER 1181: CHAPTER 235: CONFESSION ON LIVE STREAM, SET UP

Mai Zheng always reserves tickets for her every concert, sends them over via private message, never caring whether Ji Yunya goes or not. He’s never missed.

Yan Xing, holding her phone, was overjoyed, then looked up at Ji Yunya: "Sister Yun Ya, come with me."

If she doesn’t go, how could she possibly meet Mai Zheng alone? She’d probably be driven away by the bodyguards before even getting close. Logically, with her family background, it should be easy to meet a celebrity, but using power to achieve this goal—Meng Shujing would never agree no matter how much she spoils her, plus, Mai Zheng is very popular and has a complicated background.

Ji Yunya replied helplessly, "I’m afraid I can’t go, tomorrow I have to attend a charity banquet with Aunt Zhuang."

Yan Xing didn’t want to give up: "It’s not too late to go after the banquet."

Yan Hua looked at this disapprovingly: "Forget it, don’t make Yun Ya uncomfortable, I’ll go with you tomorrow, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Xing rolled her eyes: "What’s the use if you go? Does Mai Zheng even know who you are?"

Yan Hua: ...This brat is driving her crazy.

Ji Yunya didn’t expect Yan Xing to be so blunt. Call it straightforwardness politely, or speaking without thinking impolitely. She remembered how this girl previously offended her. She wasn’t some clay sculpture Buddha, easily forgiving. She keeps accounts in her heart, sometimes too lazy to argue with little girls like her. But to make her help this girl trick Mai Zheng, she hasn’t reached that level of awareness.

"Sister Yun Ya, please come with me, come on, please...." Yan Xing started her begging strategy, always effective on Meng Shujing, but Ji Yunya wasn’t buying it.

Yan Xing rolled her eyes again and walked out of the room angrily: "Not playing with you."

Yan Hua smiled helplessly: "This girl has been pampered, don’t take her words to heart."

Ji Yunya was too lazy to bother, smiling: "I won’t."

Yan Hua chased after Yan Xing.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID made Ji Yunya couldn’t help but smile—it was like talking about the devil and the devil appears.

"Hello, Yun Ya, where are you now? I’ve sent you so many WeChat messages, didn’t you see them?" Heaven knows he’s been waiting for a reply till his hair turned white.

"Oh, didn’t see them." Ji Yunya lied without even flinching, truthfully just too lazy to reply.

"Where are you now?" Mai Zheng must have just finished working out, as he spoke breathlessly.

"Capital City."

"Capital City? You’re in Capital City too, what a coincidence, so am I." Mai Zheng’s voice suddenly became excited as if he won the lottery. Through the phone, Ji Yunya could feel him smiling with wrinkles all over his face.

"What are you doing in Capital City?"

"Visiting at my fiancé’s house," Ji Yunya said lightly.

The other side was stunned for several seconds, before hearing a slightly trembling voice: "What did you say?"

Ji Yunya repeated it again.

She saw the youthful stirrings of love in his eyes, but unfortunately, her heart was small, only enough to hold one person.

"When did you get a fiancé?" Mai Zheng was agitated, his tone angry—how did a fiancé suddenly appear?

Ji Yunya curled her lips and said casually: "Engagement ceremony on January 18th. The invitation will be sent to you, remember to come and enjoy the wedding feast."

The other person "pa" hung up the phone.

Ji Yunya raised an eyebrow, laughed, and glanced at the phone screen.

His temper remains as poor as ever.

Before going to sleep, Ji Yunya received another call, thinking it was Yan Song, she said directly: "Brother Yan...."

"Ji Yunya, listen carefully to who I am." The tone still so aggressive.

Ji Yunya felt a bit more awake, glanced at her phone screen, and wrinkled: "Oh, how come it’s you again?"

"Brother Yan? What a sweet call, is he your fiancé?"

Ji Yunya chuckled: "You’re asking what you already know?"

Ji Yunya heard the sound of gritted teeth through the phone: "Ji Yunya, I like you."

Ji Yunya was stunned, rolled her eyes: "Are you out of your mind?"

"I said I like you. If I don’t say it now, there won’t be another chance. Your useless fiancé, I’m not convinced. You have to come to my concert tomorrow. Otherwise, I’ll start a live confession on Weibo, saying that you saw me naked when you were five and have to take responsibility. You even stole a kiss from me. If you don’t come, you’ll become famous worldwide." With that, he hung up the phone immediately.

Ji Yunya stared at the hung-up phone, still not recovering—what did he mean, threatening her?

Being threatened so many times growing up, but this was the first time she felt like laughing while wanting to cry.

When did she see him naked? And kissed him? Lying without a script. Ji Yunya frowned, rummaging through her memory, seemed like there was such a thing... but it was a childhood show mishap. As for kissing, entirely fabricated.

Mai Zheng is extremely popular, practically a heartthrob for young girls. In today’s domestic entertainment scene, only Mai Zheng is a singing idol with genuine talent. His style is similar to Western norms, receiving recognition from the mainstream Western music scene, having extensive fans abroad and worldwide. If Mai Zheng really livestreams those words on Weibo, it wouldn’t take half a day for her name to become globally famous... thinking of this, Ji Yunya couldn’t help but shrink her neck.

Tried calling back, but his phone was off.

Damn you, Mai Zheng, daring to set me up—wait and see.