CHAPTER 246: CHAPTER 142: A BIRTHDAY SONG FOR YOU

"Hello, I am Mo Xixi, the liaison officer in charge of connecting with ’Death Track’ in the Rand Military District, I’m also a huge fan of Yimo. Could I shake your hand?" Mo Xixi practiced repeatedly in front of the bathroom mirror.

Xia You, who came in with her, hid inside the bathroom and remained silent for a long time.

"Xiao You," Mo Xixi knocked on the door; she had chosen the most satisfactory smile and was sure to leave a good impression when she met Lu Yimo later.

She knocked a few more times before Xia You finally came out.

"Are you feeling unwell? Please, not today of all days, I’ve arranged to meet with Yimo," Mo Xixi said, seeing the seriousness on her face.

"I’m fine, it won’t be an issue," Xia You answered half-heartedly, having quickly logged into "Military Road" while she had a moment. Klaao was missing, and he hadn’t left a single word. According to what the innkeeper said, shortly after she left, another squad of Roman Soldiers had searched the inn, and Klaao had been taken back to Rome City.

"That’s good. Let me try again, tell me if this is okay," Mo Xixi extended both hands, grabbed Xia You’s, and started shaking it vigorously.

"Death Track’s" management company had never been disclosed to the public; even Mo Xixi didn’t know which company had rocketed them to fame. However, the one sure thing was that the company was making a fortune now.

Following the information provided by the military, Xia You and Mo Xixi found a private villa on the suburbs of Qinyang City.

"This area is Qinyang’s new district, only developed the year before last, right next to Qinyang’s city government. The land price is astonishing. I wouldn’t have thought Lu Yimo, who only comes to perform occasionally, would have property here," Mo Xixi pretended to be serious as she pressed the doorbell of the mansion that looked like it had a football field from the outside.

After some inquiry and presenting the documents from Rand, Mo Xixi and Xia You were let in.

Xiu Na, who was responsible for receiving them, had a flash of surprise upon seeing Xia You and Mo Xixi in Military Uniform, but she was a professional manager after all, and the surprise was quickly replaced by a brilliant smile, "Yimo is still inside practicing, if you have any concerns, you can discuss them directly with me."

That day on stage, due to Lu Yimo’s dazzling presence, Xia You didn’t pay much attention to Xiu Na. It was only upon seeing her today that she realized Xiu Na was not like what other fans, including Mo Xixi, had described, unsuitable for Lu Yimo in both appearance and temperament.

Xiu Na was tall and, judging from her appearance, likely mixed-race, with long golden wavy hair, wearing a well-tailored beige suit. Xia You had a good impression of her.

Xiu Na also recognized Xia You and saw that unlike the female fans lost in the crowd that day, the woman soldier in front of her had bright eyes and managed people with a frankness and ease.

Xia You handed over some organized information to Xiu Na. After checking it carefully, she said, "Does the birthday party require a whole day? I thought one evening would be enough, Yimo’s schedule is quite packed lately." She would also need to get Lu Yimo’s confirmation on the information.

"Moreover, Yimo dislikes singing birthday songs the most," after Xiu Na had looked through all the information, she became even more troubled.

"Is the rumor true, that Yimo is an orphan?" Mo Xixi didn’t forget to exercise her spirit of gossip.

"I can’t answer that question, please wait a moment, I’ll go ask," Xiu Na said before leaving first.

The guest lounge was decorated quite simply, with a few paintings by Gauguin hanging on the walls, and two sets of iron armor positioned by the staircase.

Mo Xixi was analyzing whether the paintings were authentic or not when someone came down the stairs.

"It’s Harley," Mo Xixi excited herself; Harley is the Bassist of "Death Track," not as popular as Lu Yimo, but it was still a rare opportunity to see him in person.

Harley came down in search of water, and upon seeing two unfamiliar women in the living room, with one blatantly drooling over him, he deliberately slowed his movements, seeing that they were pretty, and leisurely picked up a few bottles of beer in the living room.

"Can we come up and listen to you practice?" Mo Xixi would not miss such an opportunity. She had long heard that "Death Track" never drank water while practicing, always substituting it with beer, and that they drank a very special kind. Today she had a chance and just happened to sneak a look at what kind of beer they drank, which inspired such thrilling music.

With beautiful ladies wanting to visit, Harley readily agreed. After all, Yimo wasn’t there at the moment.