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The Idol's Girlfriend Is A Linguist

Mo Yifan rules the hearts of billions as one of the most celebrated Chinese idols. He has freedom, he has money and he has power. But his life changes when he meets a down to earth orphan student, Chen Waan, in a foreign country on Christmas Eve, who is hired by his agency to become his... what? Translator and Idol Girlfriend? Has his boss gone mad? He wants to debut her as his official girlfriend? What will happen to his popularity if he breaks the hearts of all the females in his fanbase? Does this look funny to you? My career is on line here, and you are laughing? Join the two bantering people, who are supposed to be in a relationship but can't see eye to eye. Will they end up falling in love or will they remain enemies? What is the motive of the the boss behind asking something unthinkable in the idol world? ----------------------- "Why are you really here? You definitely have an agenda," Mo Yifan asked the girl coldly as she trotted into his house with her suitcase. "How would I know? Go ask your boss," Chen Waan shrugged her shoulders and infiltrated her way towards the empty room. "You...," unable to refute, Mo Yifan could only gnash his teeth. He had thought she was a kind girl, but it looked like she was here for revenge, for he had abandoned her in that foreign country to fend for herself. The girl smiled curtly, she loved that miserable expression of this guy. "Serves you right," she muttered under her breath. Disclaimer: This novel will use people from all around the world. Any such global or local reference is not representative of the whole culture. Kindly do not take it to the heart. This novel is intended for entertainment purposes only. *The cover art does not belong to me. Please contact me for credits/ removal* Other books: Falling Dreams, Rising Hopes: Saving Mr. Boyfriend Romance In The Dungeon Instagram: @eastasianlover Discord: EastAsianLover#2842

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Mo Yifan glanced at the other side and the girl was relishing her food. He got up from his seat and came out of the room.

"Sister Lian, there must be a misunderstanding. She is not calculating like this. We can check the order with the hotel," Mo Yifan replied to her calmly.

"So, are you saying I am lying? Come here and check. This is just ridiculous," she sent a picture of the food she had on the table. They were all the dishes that Sun Lian hated to the ore. Did that manager of her not inform Chen Waan what all Sun Lian liked? Was there some miscommunication here?

"Sister Lian, I will order new food for you. Don't worry. Let me make the arrangements," he replied and was about to cut the call when Sun Lian opened the door at the other corner of the corridor. She came out in her negligee, unafraid of any guests in the hallway. The men who were passing by could not help but cast a second and a third glance over to the lady.