Lu Qixi widened her eyes, gazing at the delicately charming little boy in front of her, too surprised to speak.
Zhixi saw her son, a little munchkin, seriously proposing to a strange woman, and she couldn't help but feel both exasperated and amused.
"Sorry, my son... uh, he probably likes you, sorry about that," she said, looking apologetically at the woman in front of her.
"I like you the most!" the little guy confessed sweetly, "I listen to your songs every day! I'm really a fan!"
Lu Qixi was truly surprised at this.
She pulled down her scarf and took off her sunglasses, "Little buddy, how did you recognize me?"
Dressed like this, even her manager might not have been able to recognize her, let alone expect this little kid to do so right away.
Her fans called themselves fans—this kid truly seemed to be a loyal fan.
