CHAPTER 894: CHAPTER 896: CALLING BACK MENG KE’ER, VOTE PLEASE!

"Hey girl, what’s up? Did you get into a fight with Xu Jiao again?"

Lin Fei, who had just hung up from Meng Ke’er, saw Xu Yingying approaching with a disgruntled expression while wearing slipper sandals. Assuming Xu Yingying had another spat with Xu Jiao, Lin Fei couldn’t help but gently pat her on the head with a helpless smile.

"Girl, I’m not saying you’re wrong. It’s just that even though you have a bit of a temper, when it comes to arguing, you’re really no match for Xu Jiao. So, I advise you—"

"Uncle! It’s not like what you think!" Xu Yingying was annoyed because she couldn’t get tickets to Meng Ke’er’s concert.

She brushed off Lin Fei’s big hand unceremoniously and intended to explain the situation to him in detail to vent her frustration.

Just as Xu Yingying was about to organize her words, Jiang Ying called her away.

"Manager Xu, I discussed it with Miss Ning. Since everyone’s not really in the mood, we thought we’d go grab a few drinks. Miss Ning and the others have already gone to the dressing room to change. What about you, Manager Xu?"

"I’ll go too. Uncle, I’m going to change clothes first, I’ll talk to you later."

As soon as Jiang Ying finished speaking, Xu Yingying, who had been eager to vent her frustration to Lin Fei, temporarily left him behind and went to the dressing room with Jiang Ying to change clothes.

"Not in the mood? What’s going on, wasn’t it just fine a moment ago?!"

Lin Fei, left behind by Xu Yingying, originally thought only Xu Yingying had argued with Xu Jiao, which is why she was upset and left alone. Remembering Jiang Ying’s comment about everyone not being in the mood, Lin Fei, who distinctly remembered Ning Qi, Meng Xue’er, and the others being excited about the Flower Fish Spring earlier, couldn’t help but whisper to himself in surprise.

However, with Xu Yingying’s departure and Ning Qi, Xu Jiao, and the others all returning to the dressing room to change, there was clearly no one left to clear things up for Lin Fei.

Lin Fei decided not to overthink it.

After whispering to himself, he temporarily set aside his doubts and, recalling Jiang Ying’s mention of drinking, directly made his way to the large dining room at Huating Villa.

...

"Looking at all of them, they really don’t seem in high spirits. Could it be that there’s some conflict going on?"

As Ning Qi, Xu Yingying, and the others all changed their clothes and gradually gathered at the dining room, Lin Fei observed them one by one. Indeed, they all appeared to be lacking in enthusiasm, which made Lin Fei even more puzzled.

"Manager Xu, Miss Ning, please take a seat. I’ll go to the wine cellar to get some wine and also urge the kitchen a bit."

After inviting Ning Qi and the others to sit down, Jiang Ying got up to get the wine.

Shortly after Jiang Ying left, Lin Fei, unable to suppress his curiosity, leaned over to Meng Xue’er, who was closest to him, and inquired softly, "Xue’er, tell me honestly, what’s going on between you all? Why does everyone look so unhappy?"

"Ah? No, it’s not like that, Brother Lin. We, we’re not unhappy. It’s just, it’s just—" Meng Xue’er, suddenly questioned by Lin Fei, was evidently a bit at a loss.

Fortunately, Gu Xiaolei, sitting next to Meng Xue’er, stepped in to help her out.

"Brother Lin, don’t put Xue’er in a tough spot, let me explain to you. Here’s what’s going on..."

Gu Xiaolei then briefly recounted to Lin Fei about how they couldn’t get tickets to Meng Ke’er’s concert.

After hearing Gu Xiaolei’s recounting, Lin Fei’s expression went through a myriad of changes.

"...So, the reason you’re all not in high spirits is that you’re all fans of Meng Ke’er, but you can’t get tickets to her concert?!"

"Yeah, what else could it be?"

Hearing Gu Xiaolei’s matter-of-fact response, Lin Fei’s expression grew even more bemused.

"Uncle, what’s with the look on your face?! I know you’re not the type to be a fan of Meng Ke’er. You probably don’t even know who Meng Ke’er is. But, Uncle, why do you have to give that disdainful look? Do you know how sad we all are right now?"

"Exactly, Uncle. Although I usually don’t think much of Yingying, this time I’m on her side. I can guarantee, Uncle, once you see Meng Ke’er in person, you’ll definitely be captivated by her. No, not even in person—once you hear Meng Keer’s voice, you’ll become her fan just like us."

"Once you become a fan of Meng Ke’er, and you know that attending her concert gives you a chance to take a photo with her, or even have dinner with her, but you can’t buy tickets, then you’ll understand how we feel right now."

After Xu Jiao finished speaking, even Xu Yingying, who never saw eye to eye with her, nodded in agreement.

Among everyone present, the only one who didn’t nod in agreement was Lin Fei, who, from Xu Jiao’s words, could sense the strong desire they had to attend Meng Ke’er’s concert.

Remembering how Meng Ke’er had called him directly and offered to send him concert tickets, only to be refused by him, Lin Fei felt an inexplicable pang of guilt.

Luckily, Lin Fei had a strong mentality and quickly adjusted his emotions.

Considering Xu Jiao, Ning Qi, and the others’ desire to attend Meng Ke’er’s concert, Lin Fei pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you really want to attend Meng Ke’er’s concert, I might actually be able to help you."

"Uncle, are you serious? You can get tickets to Meng Ke’er’s concert?!"

As soon as Lin Fei spoke, Xu Jiao, who was closest to him, widened her bright eyes, and her whole demeanor brightened with excitement. Not just Xu Jiao, even Ning Qi, Xu Yingying, and the others perked up at Lin Fei’s words.

"Brother Lin, don’t fool us. You really have a way to get tickets to Meng Ke’er’s concert?!"

"Yeah, Brother Lin, please don’t joke with us. We can’t handle jokes right now."

"Uncle, if you dare lie to us, I’ll call my mom right now and tell her you’re bullying me!"

...

Hearing Xu Yingying and the others’ repeated questions and even threats, Lin Fei, in a cold sweat, couldn’t bother explaining much to the girls.

Without delay, Lin Fei took out his phone and, gritting his teeth, called Meng Ke’er back...