Hearing Gu Zhiqi’s question, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at him.
When she realized it was Fu Xiyan who had asked the question, Gu Zhiqi was somewhat hesitant.
She remembered that in the original text, Fu Xiyan’s grandfather was cured by the female lead, and because of that, Old Master Fu even became one of her supporters.
If she went, wouldn’t it mean that the male and female leads would have one less supporter?
Seeing Gu Zhiqi’s hesitation, Fu Xiyan spoke again, "Regardless of whether it can be cured or not, the consultation fee will be settled accordingly."
Seeing that she seemed to be wavering, Fu Xiyan pressed on, "If cured, the medical fee will be double."
"Go!" Gu Zhiqi said decisively.
As someone who got the script of a malicious supporting female character, she was considering whether the male and female leads had supporters?
That was not something she should be concerned about!
Fu Xiyan, hearing Gu Zhiqi’s response, had a trace of a smile cross his cool eyes.
Su Yunling heard it but was not very happy.
This child was too easily swayed.
Imperial Art Center Concert Hall.
There were still forty minutes before the concert started, but many audience members had already arrived.
In the concert hall, the audience was entering one after another, and backstage, it was also very busy.
In front of the makeup table, there sat a woman with a delicate and cool face, her demeanor elegant and ethereal. Dressed in a long white gown, she was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, trying on earrings.
Glancing at a familiar figure in the makeup mirror, she immediately asked, "Has little junior sister not arrived yet?"
Yi Tingfeng, who had just ended a phone call, silently rolled his eyes, "How many times have you asked that already? Don’t worry, she will come; she’s already on her way."
Yi Tingyu, holding an earring while looking in the mirror, finally spoke up, "You know little junior sister’s temperament as well as I do; until you see her, she could bail on you at any moment."
Yi Tingfeng, hearing this, surprisingly did not argue. Leaning against the door, he was buried in sending messages while replying to Yi Tingyu, "Don’t worry, little junior sister and Ah Yun will come together."
After Yi Tingyu heard this, his eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed, "Ah Yun? How come little junior sister and he are coming together?"
"It’s a long story, the specifics I..." Yi Tingfeng hadn’t finished speaking when the ringtone of his phone interrupted him.
Glancing at the caller ID, Yi Tingfeng swiftly slid to answer, "Teacher?"
"What? You’re not coming?"
Listening to Yi Tingfeng’s surprised words, Yi Tingyu abruptly turned around to look at Yi Tingfeng, his eyes tinged with confusion and speechlessness.
"No, if you don’t come, our final Divine guest... Teacher? Teacher?"
The only response he received from the other end was a busy tone.
While confirming the return of the younger Pigeon King, they had forgotten about the Old Pigeon King.
"The teacher is not coming again?" Yi Tingyu asked in an emotionally flat tone.
Yi Tingfeng felt his sister had used the word ’again’ very expressively.
This was the nth time their teacher had bailed on them both.
"Sigh~ Otherwise, we would need to have the Divine guest’s name on the performance list; otherwise... it’s simply impossible to wrap things up." Yi Tingfeng was already accustomed to being stood up , so he wasn’t too anxious.
"Who should we ask to wrap things up?" Yi Tingyu, too, deftly took out his phone, "Xiang Si seems to be in the capital, shall we ask her?"
"Isn’t Ah Yun coming? How about I ask him," Yi Tingfeng said as he had already opened the chat with Su Yunling.
Yi Tingyu nodded, "Sure, you ask. Then I won’t contact Xiang Si for now."
While writing the message, Yi Tingfeng said to Yi Tingyu, "By the way, you can also cancel the dinner this afternoon."