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The next day, Li Xiaolu was awakened by the abrupt sound of her doorbell. "Who doesn't want to let me sleep?" Li Xiaolu grumbled as she got up from her bed and looked at the clock. It was only 11 am. Who could it be?

Li Xiaolu wondered as she walked towards the door. Today she didn't have to go to work because she doesn't have any scenes to shoot. As it was a holiday for her, Li Xiaolu decided to sleep as much as possible.

Zhang Ziyi had already left for work so Li Xiaolu was alone. Opening the Li Xiaolu was stunned to see Mrs. Lin in front of her. Li Xiaolu pinched herself to check whether she was dreaming or not. Her mouth fell open as she looked at her idol. Never in her dreams, she thought that one day her idol would be standing in front of her doorsteps.

"Auntie Qian!" Li Xiaolu smiled happily.

Zhu Qian greeted Li Xiaolu as she looked at the girl's shining eyes. "Can I come in?" she asked.

Li Xiaolu's eyes widened and her cheeks went red when she realized that she was just starting at her idol for straight two minutes without calling her inside the house. "I am so sorry!" Li Xiaolu apologized as she led Zhu Qian inside the house.

"It's alright." Zhu Qian chuckled. "How are you so unaccustomed to presence? You always look at me like you are seeing me for the first time."

Li Xiaolu laughed. "That's because you are my idol. And you are so beautiful. I still can't believe that you are real and you are in front of me."

Zhu Qian smiled shaking her head. "You are beautiful too..." she complimented.

Li Xiaolu blushed at the comment.

"Did I disturb your sleep?" Zhu Qian inquired looking at Li Xiaolu.

Li Xiaolu was puzzled at the question and she shook her head. "Of course not, Auntie Qian." She said when she suddenly realized something. She was still in pajamas, her hair was pointing in all directions while she had that unwashed sleepy face. Her eyes widened in horror when she understood how unpresentable she was in front of her idol.

"Oh my Gosh!" Li Xiaolu smacked her head as she sprang up from the couch. "Auntie Qian, just give five minutes. I'll go and get ready." Li Xiaolu said and she ran towards her bedroom.

Looking at Li Xiaolu's back, Zhu Qian chuckled. She reminded her of her son, Mochen in many ways. Looking around the house, Zhu Qian was pleased with how nice the house was. It gave out this warm feeling of being at your own home. As she was looking around she noticed a wall that was fully decorated with lots of photos.