CHAPTER 1207: CHAPTER 239: DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT LAYING A FINGER—PREGNANT? (PART 5)

Mai Zheng was the first to speak: "It’s so late, why don’t we go get some late-night snacks? My treat."

Yun Ya glanced at Yan Song, and Yan Song smiled, "How can we let you treat us when you’re the guest from afar? I should be the host and treat you."

A breath got stuck in Mai Zheng’s chest, neither going up nor down. This man was constantly showing off, yet he couldn’t find a flaw.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly rang out: "Brother, Sister Yun Ya...."

The next moment, Yan Xing ran over excitedly, "I can’t believe it’s really you guys, you really came." Upon seeing Mai Zheng, he suddenly became very shy, bowing his head like a little fan.

Meng Junci followed behind Yan Xing, nodding and smiling in greeting: "Brother Yan Song, Miss Ji."

Yun Ya’s gaze subtly passed over Meng Junci, tightening her hold on Yan Song’s arm.

Yun Ya smiled and said, "Xingxing, your brother and I are going with Mai Zheng to have late-night snacks. You happen to be here, let’s go together." She then looked at Meng Junci with a graceful and proper smile: "Miss Meng, please join us too. After the meal, I’ll ask Brother Yan to take you home."

Meng Junci smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Upon hearing that they were dining with Mai Zheng, Yan Xing was so excited he couldn’t speak, feeling like thousands of horses were galloping through his mind. Sister Yun Ya truly commanded great presence.

Yan Song selected a high-end dinner place for the group. At this hour, the restaurant was nearly empty, with only a few people scattered here and there. The seats were large and sofa-like, the lighting was gentle, and the environment was tranquil.

Yan Song sat next to Yun Ya, with Mai Zheng across from them, and Yan Xing, being very perceptive, moved to sit close by. The thought of sitting right next to Mai Zheng filled his heart with excitement.

Meng Junci sat next to Yan Xing, directly opposite Yan Song. She glanced at Yan Song quietly, then lowered her head to play the part of an invisible person.

The waiter came over, and Yan Song smiled at Mai Zheng, exuding a subtle air of hospitality: "Mr. Mai, feel free to order anything you’d like."

Then he looked at Yan Xing and Meng Junci: "And what about you, Xingxing and Miss Meng?"

Xingxing looked at Yun Ya: "What does Sister Yun Ya want to eat?"

Yan Song said: "It’s not good to eat too much at night, it’s bad for your stomach, and she didn’t eat much at the banquet earlier, her stomach is probably empty by now. I’ll order you a Lotus Seed Soup; have it and you’ll sleep peacefully tonight."

Yun Ya nodded: "Okay."

Yan Xing pouted: "Big brother is so considerate to sister-in-law." He then pointed at the menu, "I want this, this, and this, since big brother is treating, wouldn’t order them for nothing." All he ordered were desserts.

Right after ordering, he regretted it, worrying that Mai Zheng might think he’s a glutton. Ah, if only he had been more reserved.

Meng Junci pursed her lips and ordered a fruit milk custard.

Mai Zheng was too frustrated to eat, so he just ordered something random and handed the menu to the waiter. The waiter, recognizing Mai Zheng, gave a sparkle in his eyes, but maintained a professional demeanor and quietly withdrew.

Yan Song poured a glass of water for Yun Ya and placed it in front of her, attending to her meticulously. Yan Xing propped his chin on his hands, watching without looking away: "Big brother, when can I meet a man like you?"

Yan Song gave her a sidelong glance: "In your next life."

Yan Xing: ...He must be an impostor, not her real brother.

The atmosphere turned a bit awkward. With Yan Xing and Meng Junci around, there were many things Mai Zheng couldn’t say, so he opted for silence, downing glass after glass of water.

Yan Xing quietly tugged on his sleeve, and Mai Zheng turned to the side to see the girl’s bright, shiny eyes.

"It’s really you, Mai Zheng...." Then quickly covered her mouth, chuckling, "Can you sign an autograph for me?"

Mai Zheng said expressionlessly: "Sure."

Yan Xing quickly pulled out her notebook, pink and girly, offering it over enthusiastically.

Mai Zheng signed his name on the first page, hearing Yan Xing’s nonstop chatter: "My name is Yan Xing, the Xing in Little Star. From the first time I heard you sing, I liked you. I’ve collected lots of your posters and albums, and I know every single one of your songs by heart. I’m your most loyal fan, you know."

Mai Zheng paused for a moment, then put the pen away and handed the notebook back to her: "It’s done."

Last name Yan, she just called Yan Song ’big brother,’ she must be Yan Song’s sister.

Yan Xing cradled the notebook to her chest, smiling like a fool who had found treasure, sneaking glances at Mai Zheng from the corner of her eyes. It was too much to handle.

"By the way, at the concert, when you said you wanted to confess to someone, were you talking about Sister Yun Ya...." Yan Xing asked thoughtlessly.