Indeed, who would have thought that Divine Doctor Nan Zhi, who countless people desperately sought after and who many medical experts worshipped, was just a seventeen-year-old girl.
The name of Divine Doctor Nan Zhi began to spread five years ago.
How old was she five years ago?
"Yueyue, come and help me open this package. I can’t finish unboxing, wuwuwu..." Yu Luowan’s whiny voice rang in Gu Xiyue’s ears, bringing her back to reality.
"Coming." Gu Xiyue turned and walked towards Yu Luowan.
Yu Luowan couldn’t tell if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that Gu Xiyue’s tone sounded quite cheerful.
Turning around and giving Gu Xiyue a curious look, her eyes widened in shock, "Yueyue, you’re smiling! You look so beautiful when you smile."
Having known Gu Xiyue for over two months now, this was the first time Yu Luowan had seen Gu Xiyue smile.
Hearing Yu Luowan’s exclamation, even Gu Huaijin looked at Gu Xiyue with a slightly curious gaze.
Gu Xiyue had been back at the Gu Family for more than two months now, and this was the first time her big brother had seen her smile.
In the top-floor reception room of Mengyang Entertainment, after sending a message to Gu Huaijin, Gu Zhiqi cuddled up with her milk tea, sipping on it while browsing through cooking videos.
Nearly an hour had passed since Sun Yuyang left, and neither Qiao Nan nor Zhou Qingyan had arrived.
Gu Zhiqi was in no hurry, but Gu Mengyang was growing a bit impatient.
Once again, he glanced at the watch on his wrist and took out his phone from his pocket.
Just as he was about to call Li Xiao, the door to the reception room opened.
"President Gu, Qiao Nan is here," Li Xiao’s voice came from the doorway.
Upon hearing this, Gu Mengyang put away his phone.
"President Gu, my apologies for making you wait, something came up at the last minute, and it caused a delay," Qiao Nan walked into the reception room and immediately apologized to Gu Mengyang.
"Take a seat," Gu Mengyang said in an indifferent tone.
At his words, Qiao Nan responded and promptly sat down on the sofa opposite Gu Mengyang.
Feeling a gaze on her, Qiao Nan followed it and found herself caught in a pair of deep, misty eyes.
They were eyes that seemed to possess a magic power, as if encompassing a profound galaxy within them, mysterious and mesmerizing.
Qiao Nan was taken aback for a moment and it took her several seconds to regain her composure.
She nodded towards Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi also nodded lightly back at Qiao Nan, then gently flipped her phone to show Qiao Nan the screen, "May I ask, is this you?"
On the phone screen, a video was playing, showing someone who looked exactly like Qiao Nan cooking.
Seeing the person on the phone, Qiao Nan was initially startled, then quickly, a smile formed on her lips and she gently nodded, "Yes, it’s me. Are you a fan of mine too?"
"A fan of yours, could I ask for your autograph?" Gu Zhiqi said with a smile to Qiao Nan.
A flicker of surprise crossed Qiao Nan’s eyes, followed by a gentle nod, "Of course."
Saying so, Gu Zhiqi turned to glance at Gu Mengyang, "Do you have paper and a pen?"
Gu Mengyang, somewhat reluctantly, nodded, leaned forward slightly to pull open a drawer, rifled through it to find paper and a pen, and handed them to Gu Zhiqi.
With no good looks, no figure, no talent, apart from a bit of acting, what is there to be a fan of?
Watching the interaction between Gu Mengyang and Gu Zhiqi, Qiao Nan’s gaze flickered rapidly, though her smile didn’t falter.
Gu Zhiqi took the paper and pen from Gu Mengyang and offered them to Qiao Nan, "Miss Qiao, if you wouldn’t mind."
"Not at all," Qiao Nan replied with a smile, taking the paper and pen and quickly signing her name for Gu Zhiqi.