<h3 ss="dib mb0">Chapter 232: When Can I Ever Get A Girlfriend?
<strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <i></i><strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion
A few dayster, Ning Meng had finally finished writing the script. However, she was not in a rush to start filming. Instead, she took out her phone and sent a message to the WeChat Group: [What did the fortune-teller say about me, hmm~? @Zhen Shanmei @Qi Shan @Su Ye @Fei Bai]
<span><span><i></i>Zhen Shanmei: [Youck money!! Just shut it already! It’s the 15th time you’re asking me this today!!]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [… I’ve never seen anyone demanding a birthday present like this. I wonder how thick your face is.]
<span><span><i></i>Su Ye: [Don’t worry, Missus. I’ve prepared your birthday present.]
<span><span><i></i>Fei Bai: [If you ask again, I’ll kill you.]
<span><span><i></i>After seeing how he had acted in front of the beautiful and naive Li Shiyao, Ning Meng was not afraid of him anymore: [Are you sure you want to kill me? I’ve invited Li Shiyao to the party too~]
<span><span><i></i>Fei Bai: [The present’s ready.]
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng: [In that case, let’s meet up at the mour Club tonight at 8 pm sharp. Don’t bete, everyone~]
<span><span><i></i>It was the 1st of November today, hence, she was holding a party with her friends that night. This would ensure that they would be able to celebrate her birthday when the clock struck midnight.
<span><span><i></i>Zhen Shanmei had arrived at her home early in the afternoon to help Ning Meng with her makeup.
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng sighed. “Is this really all that necessary?”
<span><span><i></i>Zhen Shanmei stared at the skincare and cosmetic products on the table before grabbing one of the brands that she was used to using. “Which lipstick brand do you use?”
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng took her lipstick and showed it to her friend. “I’m using this Natural Starry Crimson Brand~ It has a nice color and is so popr that even the women in the military use it too!”
<span><span><i></i>Zhen Shanmei took it without any hesitation. “Okay, I’ll take this one. Quick! You’d better pick another and put it on.”
<span><span><i></i>“??”
<span><span><i></i>Then, Zhen Shanmei took the lipstick and hurried to the living room to sneak it into her handbag. After that, she stealthily took out her phone and sent Qi Shan a WeChat message: [Don’t worry, I have everything under control here. I’ll stall her the best I can.]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [Okay!]
<span><span><i></i>Despite not being a brightdy, Zhen Shanmei knew the best way to stall ady—to put as much time and effort as she could in makeup.
<span><span><i></i>Thus, she was able to stall Ning Meng until 7:30 pm before getting into the car. When they arrived at the club, it was already 8 pm.
<span><span><i></i>Wearing a full ck suit, Qi Shan stood at the entrance, ying with his phone.
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [They’re here! Ready?]
<span><span><i></i>Su Ye: [Ready. We’ve done all we can to make sure the Missus will go home tonight. The boss would be proud of us!]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [Yeah! Boss would be proud!]
<span><span><i></i>Fei Bai: […]
<span><span><i></i>***
<span><span><i></i>When Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei walked toward Qi Shan, they saw a pretty youngdy fidgetting ufortable nearby. A few secondster, she seemed to have mustered enough courage and walked up to him. “Um… hi, handsome~ do you mind exchanging contacts on WeChat…”
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan waved his hand to shoo her away. “No chance. Get lost.”
<span><span><i></i>Then, he continued, roasting the poor girl, “Just what year do you think it is? Who would plead for others to be your followers on social media at a night club? You’d better start walking before I call the security!”
<span><span><i></i>“??”
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei stared at them in confusion.
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng took a nce at the girl whose words had been interrupted halfway before being shooed away by Qi Shan’s sharp tongue.
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei looked at one another, not saying a word.
<span><span><i></i>Then, a couple, clinging onto one another, walked into the club lovingly.
<span><span><i></i>After taking a nce at them, Qi Shan opened his mouth and sighed. “Sigh! When can I ever get a girlfriend? I’m such a good man! How could not even a single woman show any interest in me?”
<span><span><i></i>“…”
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng and Zhen Shanmei’s mouths twitched as they stared at The Idiot Of The Century, Qi Shan.