Chapter 49 Please Follow Me (Part 2)

The handwriting was already familiar to Xu Xunsheng, chicken scratch but full of spirit. Next to the word "sheng," there was also a crudely drawn smiley face.

"Didn't you say you didn't want people to know your identity?" Cen Ye said, "Easy, just wear a mask and pick a stage name. Don't call yourself 'sheng'; use 'Xiaoshen,' the 'shen' that means to grow sweet potatoes. That way, who could guess it's you?"

Xu Xunsheng, holding the card, said, "You're the one growing sweet potatoes."

Cen Ye looked at her and laughed, "No, I'm quite mature."

Xu Xunsheng: "..." She always felt that some of his words, although seemingly ordinary, had an undertone of something indecent that she didn't understand. However, when she lowered her head and saw the things he had strewn across the table, her heart felt as if it was being filled with something. Being naturally shy and evasive, she didn't want to face those feelings, so she instinctively turned to leave.