Chapter 37 Pretty Lady (2/2)

It was the man who had flirted with Ning Jie; the male singer…

'Another pretty boy looking for trouble.' Her immediate reaction was to swerve but the man placed himself between her and the door.

Forcing her to stay.

AnLing examined the man.

From afar, he had looked handsome but slightly childish. Up front, AnLing had to admit that he was beautiful and youthful, resonating heat like a painting depicting a summers day.

”You were singing Robots and the Blue Bird by Alina the V right?” the man asked happily. He couldn't help but show it through his loud and bubbly voice.

AnLing crossed her arms over her chest. ”Yeah, Right…I need to go.”

AnLing was a bit shocked that he got it right.

Alina the V was not a mainstream artist. She didn't belong to any label and her songs were only ever uploaded online. Plus, because of the voice modifications the woman made, no one knew her real voice or if she was really a woman, to begin with.

The man really knew his music.

AnLing couldn't help but be impressed but she still wouldn't stay to chat with him. Making her way around him, she walked straight to the door.

”Wait.” he almost screamed.

Stopping but not turning around, AnLing sighed. The man walked towards her and then stood right in front of her once more. He was so close to the door that he completely blocked her path.

”I'm Liang Ke, and you are?”

Liang Ke held his hand out to the girl. AnLing didn't want to shake it but he was an artist and she was an assistant… she had no right to refuse.

Politely, AnLing took his hand.

”No one special,” AnLing said.

She wasn't comfortable with giving out her name though she already knew that if he wanted to know he would figure it out somehow. As long as it didn't come out of her own mouth, she didn't mind as much.

AnLing: ”Now, I need to go.”

Liang Ke stepped aside, allowing her to walk past him. AnLing did as such and thanked the heavens that she could get away from him.

But just because he had let her out of the shop, that didn't mean he would let her go…

Walking away, AnLing suddenly heard the man beckoning to her.

”Pretty! Hey, pretty!”

AnLing was disgusted by the nickname he had given her. She wasn't even that pretty compared to the sheer amount of women he had met in the industry.

It made her feel like he was making fun of her.

”Please don't call me that.”AnLing almost spat those words out with venom.

Liang Ke: ”Then what should I call you then?”

AnLing sighed.

”My surname is Lu.”

Liang Ke flashed her a wide smile.

”Miss Lu then.”

Her name didn't sound right coming out of his mouth. She much preferred the sound of it when Kang Jun spoke it.

”Anyway, Miss Lu, Let me accompany you.”

AnLing frowned. ”I'm sorry, but that would be inappropriate so I must decline.”

Liang Ke was left speechless. It wasn't the first time he was rejected, of course, but the professionally cold and emotionless way AnLing spoke to him made him a bit sad.

He liked girls. Mostly girls who could know music and could sing; and for some reason, AnLing's voice was just his type.

He wanted to get close to her.

So he followed her…