"Oh." Tang Wanwan retracted her hand and opened her mouth to eat.

"You guys eat! Why are you all looking at me? There are no flowers on my face." Tang Wanwan swallowed and said to Yang Fann and Meng, who were sitting opposite her. Then, she handed them the bamboo sticks, greeted them, and started to eat.

The more Tang Wanwan ate, the more she wanted to eat. Before she knew it, she had already finished more than half of the food.

Ms Ling glared at the untrustworthy Tang Wanwan and laughed weakly. She bitterly put down the bamboo stick in her hand and took a sip of the sweet and sour juice.

Soon, the snacks that Tang Wanwan had ordered arrived. She grabbed the disposable gloves from her plate and handed them to Ms Ling and the others. Then she put them on and prepared to eat. Ms Ling grabbed her wrist and said, "You can't eat them. They are all high-calorie and high-fat. You'll get fat if you eat them."

"Ms Ling, you can't do this! Do you want me to watch you guys eat? How can you bear to treat the cute and weak me? " When Tang Wanwan heard that she couldn't eat it, her bright smile immediately collapsed. She looked at Ms Ling pitifully.

"You can't eat. You've already eaten enough," Ms Ling said.

"Ms Ling..." Just as Tang Wanwan was about to act cute, Ms Ling quickly cut her off. "There's no room for discussion."

"Ms Ling finally made a move on me," Tang Wanwan said with a sad expression as she looked up 180 degrees at the romantic roof.

As she pulled on her gloves, Meng kept an eye on Tang Wanwan's movements. Seeing the longing for snacks on her face, she deliberately picked up a crispy fried chicken leg and nibbled on it.

"Meng, you're not being kind." Tang Wanwan saw the smile and flaunting in Meng's eyes and accused her with bright eyes.

"It does smell good," Ms Ling said.

... "" Tang Wanwan was silent.

"Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside. The taste is not bad," Yang Fann took a bite and nodded as he commented.

... "" Tang Wanwan glared at him. She gritted her teeth and continued to remain silent.

Smelling the fragrance of the food and watching them eat happily, Tang Wanwan swallowed her saliva silently.

What should she do? She really wanted to eat.

Tang Wanwan could not eat it, so she simply looked away and ignored him. She drank her fruit juice alone and looked at the decorations in the shop.

Her dream was to have a shop of her own for the rest of her life, to run it herself, to hire one or two porters, to take orders, to serve tea and water, and to sit and boast and make small talk when she had time. Her life was free and easy. She was happy, but she didn't want to lose the flavor.

As her thoughts drifted away, Tang Wanwan's mind was no longer on food. At this moment, she was fantasizing about having a shop of her own. All she could think about was how to decorate the shop and make it unique. How to run it and make it as warm as home.

Ms Ling looked at her out of the corner of her eye and saw that she was in a daze. She did not call out to her and continued to eat the food on the table.

The juice in the glass had been finished. Tang Wanwan, who was in a daze, bit the straw and took a deep breath. All she got was air. She looked down and saw that the juice in the glass was gone.

Ms Ling and the others had already finished most of the snacks they had ordered. Tang Wanwan pursed her lips and snorted at them, causing Ms Ling to turn her head to look at her.

"Fascist," Tang Wanwan muttered to Ms Ling.

"Yes," Ms Ling acknowledged with a nod.

In an instant, Tang Wanwan was rendered speechless. Her lips moved, but she could not say a word.

Ms Ling nodded and admitted that she was a fascist. What else could she say?

Right now, it was as if she had punched cotton. It didn't hurt or itch, but it was suffocating.

Half an hour later, Tang Wanwan dressed up again and followed Ms Ling out of the shop. From beginning to end, no one recognized Tang Wanwan.

As a celebrity, Tang Wanwan's reputation was very high. However, her reputation was different from that of others. Everyone else was bright and clear, but she was the only one who was dark.

Walking on the street, being recognized by fans meant that the artist was quite famous.

The current Tang Wanwan did not dare to expect any fans to recognize her. Once she was recognized, what awaited her would definitely not be friendliness.

"Wanwan, where are we going now?" Meng asked.

"We're going to the mall!" Tang Wanwan looked at Meng and said.

"Then how do we get there?" Meng looked around and asked in a daze.

"This..." Tang Wanwan stopped in her tracks and stood by the tree, looking around. For a moment, she did not know how to get there.

She had a poor sense of direction, and it was a very serious one at that.

She had never been to the shopping mall in City Z before. She just subconsciously felt that she should walk this way.

When Meng suddenly asked, she was also at a loss.

Ms Ling looked at Tang Wanwan speechlessly. Her heart was so tired that it could not be any more exhausted.

Yang Fann took out his phone and quickly searched for the route. "This way," he said to them. He looked at the GPS and led the way.

Tang Wanwan and the other two followed behind and retraced their steps. After crossing the intersection and walking another kilometer or two, they saw a huge shopping mall.

"It's reliable," Tang Wanwan said to Yang Fann. Compared to her, it was indeed very reliable.

The group of people entered the shopping mall and looked at the dazzling variety of goods. Tang Wanwan carefully selected them.

At first, she promised Shen Lyi that she would buy them for him. Since she had time today, she bought them for him. She didn't want to be too busy in the future.

There were no announcements, no endorsements, no invitations to events. Other than filming, Tang Wanwan's days could be said to be leisurely. However, she could not go out easily, especially when she was alone.

In the future, she would have to travel between two cities, filming two movies, a movie, and a television series. She had already made half of the scenes in The Legend of Xiao Yao, and there were still half of the scenes that had yet to be made. As the main character, from beginning to end, there were scenes of her in the movie. Like You would start shooting tomorrow morning, and Director Meng liked to shoot the lead in the first scene, so she couldn't leave Z City because her scenes would most likely be shot first.

At the opening press conference, the reporter asked Director Meng a question. Tang Wanwan was 30% confident, 50% suspicious, and the remaining 20% waited and waited.

When they signed the contract for Like You, they were extremely disgusted with her gossip. They thought that she was really the same as what was written online.

What Director Meng had said at the opening ceremony was not entirely believable to her, but she was grateful for his "trust" in her, even though she knew he was doing it for the show.

Tang Wanwan walked into a men's clothing store filled with expensive suits. When the salesperson saw them enter, she quickly went up to them.

"Hello, welcome."

Tang Wanwan nodded at her and looked around casually. Seeing that there was nothing suitable, she led Ms Ling and the others out of the shop.

When the salesperson saw them leave, she smiled and said, "You're welcome to come again."

Tang Wanwan was fully dressed. Her entire face was covered by a pair of sunglasses, revealing only her white and round chin.

In and out, she went to a total of many shops, but Tang Wanwan still couldn't find the right one.

Shen Lyi's figure and appearance were excellent, but she still couldn't find anything suitable for him. His clothes were all custom-made. Every quarter, someone would deliver them to the Shen's residence. Even hers were now custom-made, and they came from the same house. In terms of clothes, she didn't need to buy any more, because their clothes had already hung all over the walk-in closet.

However, Tang Wanwan still wanted to buy clothes for Shen Lyi, because his clothes were all black, and there were basically no other colors. She wanted him to look bright and flashy so that he wouldn't look so mature.

Ms Ling, Meng, and Yang Fann followed behind her patiently, ignoring the strange gazes of the people around them.