The driver looked at her and nodded. "My daughter likes you. She said she's your fan. Miss Qiao, you're really pretty. I didn't expect you to look even better in person. No wonder my daughter likes you so much."
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
She blushed. "Ahem! Thank you, Uncle."
"Miss Qiao, can you give me an autograph?" The driver scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I want an autograph for my daughter. It's her birthday tomorrow. If she can get your autograph, I'm sure she'll be very happy."
Qiao Mianmian looked at his shy expression and felt bad for thinking that he was trying to hit on her.
"Of course." She nodded immediately. "You want an autograph, right? No problem. I have a pen here, where do you want me to sign?"
