Chapter 145 - This Big Dumpling is Me
The plane flew directly to her hometown’s airport. Yun Xiangxiang said goodbye to Song Mian reluctantly.
Her whole family came to pick her up after she came out of the airport. Yun Xiangxiang suddenly teared up when she saw her parents and her two brothers.
“My girl is even thinner now,” Su Xiuling handed Yun Ting to Yun Zhibin. She held her daughter’s face in her hands and said concernedly.
“I’m fine , mom,” Yun Xiangxiang felt warm and fuzzy. She went to Yun Ting’s side and took him over.
“Jiejie… [1],” Yun Ting said coincidentally.
“Aiya, elder sister’s little hero,” Yun Xiangxiang was elated.
“Elder sister, he likes to walk now,” Yun Ting stepped forward and said.
“Is that so?” Yun Xiangxiang believed it and put Yun Ting down. He stood firmly, but he still adamantly stayed in his sister’s embrace.
She saved the picture taken by the netizen and uploaded it. The fans instantly stopped arguing and started crying under her Weibo wall.
[Sister Xiang, when will you arrange us for a pickup?!]
[{?} I feel like I became a fan of a fake star. I’m so enthusiastic, yet I know nothing about you]
[Goddess, goddess. You’ll be coming of age in a month. We’ll pool our money together and celebrate it with you!]
[You’re smart, the one above me. There is only a month left before our goddess turns eighteen.]
[Goddess, give me an address. I want to send a present to you]
[Want to send a gift + ID number]
[Want to send a gift + Pi]
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The fans soon resumed thinking about her birthday happily. Yun Xiangxiang went into the fan club after being quiet for a long while.
[Yun Xiangxiang: Everyone is different in age. However, I believe that your love for me is the same. All of you have the same importance in my heart. If all of you are willing, then please donate one yuan per person starting from tomorrow. Each person can only donate one time, and it cannot exceed one yuan. Donate that money to a reliable charity organisation when it is my birthday. That will be the best birthday gift that you can give me.
Yun Xiangxiang’s message was flooded in an instant. However, Yun Xiangxiang still managed to capture a key reply.
[Xiangxiang’s Cloud who misses Xiangxiang: Why can’t we donate more? Wouldn’t it be better if everyone does it according to their own abilities?]
[Yun Xiangxiang: @Xiangxiang’s Cloud who misses Xiangxiang, it’s to prevent anyone from keeping up with the Joneses. It is to prevent the kids who have no source of income from being sad. A blessing is a token of our thoughts. I hope that all of you can be united and be in sync.]
If she wasn’t worried about them thinking that she didn’t need or care about them, Yun Xiangxiang wouldn’t let them donate even a single yuan.
[Xiangxiang’s Cloud who misses Xiangxiang: Ah~ah~ah~ah~ah~, the goddess replied to me. The goddess replied to me. I’ll screenshot this and keep it as my collection forever!]
Everything after that was asking her to repost, spoil them, and tag them.
The screen that kept on getting flooded by messages made Yun Xiangxiang feel dizzy. She sent a message.
[Yun Xiangxiang: It’s very late now. Everyone, go to sleep. A beauty is born from her sleep. Good night.]
Yun Xiangxiang escaped after she sent that.