Gradually, Xiao Sa Miao, who had been unable to calm down for a long time, thought about it in the car, and summed up a feasibility that she could not accept and was extremely frightened.

Hao Meng is the father's daughter, and she... and even her bastard brother... are afraid that they are all mistresses who come from later generations, so she learned that her daughter's living father doesn't like her now!

When Xiao Sa Miao thought of this, she felt that she could not accept it. She even thought that when her father made a will after his death, she gave all her property to her "real daughter" Hao Meng, while she and her brother were in some corner, trembling and begging in the miserable corner of the cold wind...

Xiao Sa Miao couldn't help but shook her head, shook her head, and threw the terrifying doomsday scene out of her mind. She took out the cell phone given by the bodyguard before, and quickly called the mobile phone number of her brother who depended on each other.

"Sister, you are finally willing to talk to me! I have something urgent to tell you, don't mess with me..."

As soon as the phone was connected, my brother's somewhat urgent voice immediately came.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the more anxious Xiao Samiao, repeating the words he said to his brother on the phone, and also expressing his own guesses and the disaster-like association.

Unexpectedly, the brother on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Hahahaha... By the way, sister, you have such a rich imagination, don't worry! I have confirmed 100% of my father! Hao Meng is not our father's daughter! She has no blood relationship with our Hao family, so you can rest assured that this!"

Xiao Sa Miao was relieved when she heard this, but then she thought of something and asked quickly

"Brother? Tell me! Tell me the truth! What is Hao Meng's identity? My father must have told you something, tell me quickly!"

"Ah! This, she is actually...uh...actually..."

Brother Sa Miao almost told the shocking secret that his father and he had told him in the secret room, but then he thought, since his father had concealed the truth and did not tell his sister the truth, he must have his own intention. What's more, the shocking news that his father was someone else's servant was probably more unacceptable to his sister than the situation she had imagined.

"What actually?"

The impatient Xiao Sa meow asked.

"Actually there is nothing mysterious... Just like what my father said to you, Hao Meng's identity is the daughter of our father's benefactor, so sister, don't neglect others. Considering what you did before, I suggest you find a way to be more sincere and apologize..."

Above a height of ten thousand meters, Brother Sa Miao, who was sitting in a private plane, crossing his legs and talking to the phone. Suddenly, he vaguely heard that not only did he say anything on the other end of the phone, but also a buzzing sound that seemed to be the opening of the electric car window.

Then, the other end of the phone suddenly had a loud roar, which lasted for two or three seconds. With the noise of heavy objects falling, the other party suddenly lost the signal.

Brother Sa Miao, who had not finished speaking, was slightly stunned and subconsciously replayed the phone. As a result, a cold prompt from his phone that "the other party is not in the service area or has been turned off"...

...

As Hao Meng expected, the Internet in Longhua Kingdom was as calm as ever for the whole day, and many people were quietly looking forward to the concert at the end of the month.

Hao Meng himself became serious and devoted himself to the preparation of the performance.

Time passes day by day, and a week passes in a flash...

May 29th, the day before the concert was held—

Accompanied by the unique high-frequency sharp roar of the turbofan engine, a slightly low-key private business plane slowly landed at the Imperial Capital International Airport.

"What are you looking at? Don't worry! I'll arrange it in advance and will not be blocked by fans and reporters."

Qian Yu swears to the little luoli who is sitting on the porthole from time to time.

"Yeah……"

Hao Meng withdrew his gaze from the window, seemed to feel a little relieved, and smiled with a little self-deprecating smile

"That's right, after all, it's the Imperial Capital Airport, how could it be possible to let people on the airport runway at will..."

Speaking of this, little luoli couldn't help but turn his head and look at the densely parked planes far away from the window, and sighed at the same time.

"But... the Imperial Capital Airport was unexpectedly busier than I thought!"

Hao Meng's remarks made Qian Yu think of something and hurriedly added.

"By the way! I heard that all the flights and high-speed rail tickets to the imperial capital are sold out today, and some expressways leading to the imperial capital are also congested with private cars, so it is normal for the airport to be busy today."

Little did Qianyu's words made Xiaoluoli's little face, which had just relaxed for a while, suddenly stiffened.

It’s not the Spring Festival now, but so many people came to the imperial capital the day before my concert...

Could it be that such a large passenger traffic is all my fans?!

Hao Meng thought in surprise.

Until now, Hao Meng realized that he had always overlooked a serious problem.

That is, she always thought that the only thing she had come to the Imperial Capital to deal with was the only 100,000 fans in the venue, but forgot those who had not bought tickets but wanted to come to the Imperial Capital to meet her outside the venue, those millions of fans!

You should know that since the funny little luoli held a concert in the imperial capital, he would definitely come to this city on the eve!

In this way, the little luoli will definitely be able to walk around and will definitely be exposed. Once the whereabouts are exposed, there will definitely be a large group of journalists and paparazzi and a large number of fans at the end of the journey...

"That... Qianyu... the concert will be held tomorrow?"

Qian Yu looked at Xiaoluoli in surprise, as if he was confused about why the other party asked such an idiotic question.

"Yes! To be precise, it's May 30th, the Dragon Boat Festival, which will start at 7:30 tomorrow night. What's wrong?"

"That is, I will stay in this city all day today and during the day tomorrow?"

Little luoli continued to ask with a cold face, and the latter nodded for granted.

"Hey... can the hosting date be one day ahead of schedule? I want to make a quick decision..."

At this time, Hao Meng completely regretted obeying Qianyu's advice and coming to the imperial capital one day in advance to prepare for the concert.

Two days?

With his powerful and clever fans, in this unfamiliar imperial capital, I am afraid that I will be surrounded by fans after only two days after I live.

"No, the promotion has ended in the end, and the specific time of the concert has become a foregone conclusion, even if it is one more second or one less, otherwise it will be deceiving fans and audiences."

Speaking of this, Qian Yu seemed to notice the concerns in Xiaoluoli's heart. He changed his mind and patted Hao Meng on the shoulder and comforted him with laughter and tears.

"Don't worry, everyone said that, this time we were walking on the airport VIP channel. We pretended to be an important business staff. We would not contact ordinary people in the waiting hall after getting off the plane. And I also... forget it, you will know then! In short, betting on the dignity of being an agent, I will not let you fall into a situation of being surrounded by fans!"

Faced with Qian Yu's promise, Hao Meng had to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, leaning on the comfortable airplane seat and prayed silently-

I hope this is... I hope it's not a fg...

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Chapter completed!