In the evening, Yu Minglang took Qian to the television station.
While she was inside doing the show, he sat outside going over the notes he had copied during the day. With him accompanying her, iwei was in an excellent mood today, and the callers felt like a breath of fresh air.
Yesterday’s special approach made many people go back and share with those around them, saying there was a late-night talk show that’s quite positive and has very sound values. Today, there were more listeners than usual, and with Qian’s positive attitude, the ratings beca even more stable.
Her wish of getting fired was becoming more and more unachievable.
Qian was a temporary worker, but they still assigned her a desk, which she rarely used. Yu Minglang sat at her desk, going over his notes.
There were so things recorded using codes only he could understand, all related to things he found out during the day at the bookstall. He used these codes to prevent her from knowing what he wrote because what he looked into was all about her.
Yu Minglang was deep in thought when he suddenly felt soone tap on his shoulder.
Ye Xiaoyu appeared in front of him with a big smile.
"Old classmate, fancy eting you here."
"Oh, it’s you." Yu Minglang rembered the little argunt between him and Qian caused by her last night. Qian had warned him, so he slid back, moving the wheeled chair a bit to keep so distance from Ye Xiaoyu.
Recalling the makeup obsession that Qian had explained last night, Yu Minglang looked closely at Ye Xiaoyu’s face.
He had to admit, after Qian’s reminder, Ye Xiaoyu did have a ticulously applied makeup, trying her best to appear natural, but it was still noticeably different from Qian’s genuinely natural bare face.
Thinking this way, he felt Qian’s features were truly perfect, looking beautiful with or without makeup. Those outside won were just there to highlight how unparalleled Qian is.
Yu Minglang’s mind was filled with thoughts of how to win over Qian and even a random chat would distract him, leading his thoughts back to Qian.
While he was distracted, Ye Xiaoyu felt he was seriously admiring her face, thinking her effort to bump into him was worth it.
"Minglang, how have you been all these years? What do you do for work? You’ve missed all our class reunions." Ye Xiaoyu offered one of the two coffees she was holding to him.
"My job is confidential."
After asking so many questions, she was stopped by just four words from Yu Minglang, making things a bit awkward.
Ye Xiaoyu pulled up a chair next to him and sat down.
"Minglang, you seem to have changed a lot."
"I’m about to start a family now; I can’t be the sa as I was back in school."
Yu Minglang’s words dimd Ye Xiaoyu’s expression for a mont, but she quickly replaced it with a smile.
"How did you and your fiancée et? When will you bring her to our class reunion to introduce her? Everyone’s quite concerned about you. By the way, Minglang, what’s your phone number? I’ll let you know about future reunions."
"My phone is out of battery, and I can’t rember my number. Let give you my fiancée’s number. You can contact her if you need to reach ; I often can’t be reached due to my confidential job. If our classmates need help, they can contact through her."
Ye Xiaoyu felt her smile might soon falter.
"Minglang, you used to be so different, why do you keep ntioning your fiancée now?"
Back when they played sports together, he couldn’t speak more than a few words in a ga, treating her like an automatic ball server. Why does he change the topic so rapidly to other won?
Every word was piercing...
"Yes, I shouldn’t always ntion my fiancée," Yu Minglang said in agreent, just as Ye Xiaoyu was about to reminisce about the good tis playing sports together, only to hear him add,
"Soon, it will be ’my wife,’ I should refer to her directly as my wife."
Ye Xiaoyu’s smile froze on her face.
The atmosphere turned silently awkward for a few seconds.
Then, sothing even more awkward happened.
"Pig~ You have two nostrils~ When you have a cold, they drip snot~" Qian’s playful singing filled the silent space.
It was Yu Minglang’s phone ringtone.
This was a newly released function, using recordings as ringtones. Yu Minglang had insisted that Qian sing sothing for his ringtone. Yu Minglang especially loved that humorous version of "I Love You" sung by Jacky Cheung in "East ets West."
He had boasted a lot, but how could a goddess like Qian sing such a ridiculous song? If she agreed, he couldn’t be picky about the content.
Thus, this "Pig Song" beca Yu Minglang’s ringtone. Qian had warned him that since she sang it, he had to use it. If she found out he wasn’t using her recording as a ringtone, he’d be sleeping on the floor!
Ye Xiaoyu’s facade was on the verge of breaking down. Didn’t he say his phone was dead? Was that ringtone just an illusion?!
Yu Minglang was just about to answer when he heard Qian’s voice coming from the door.
"Oh, here you are, and Ye is here too." Qian walked over, and when Yu Minglang saw her, he stood up to welco her.
"Isn’t it not ti yet?"
"It’s the mid-break during comrcials. I’m a bit thirsty and wanted you to get a glass of water."
Yu Minglang imdiately picked up the coffee Ye Xiaoyu had just given him, ignoring Ye Xiaoyu’s face, which was too stiff to smile anymore, and handed it to Qian. Qian took a sip, her brows relaxed.
"It’s delicious."
"As long as you like it."
I bought that! Ye Xiaoyu roared in her heart. She had waited the whole night just to find a chance to chat with Yu Minglang, so why was everything that followed so maddening?
"This was bought by Ye Xiaoyu," Yu Minglang said. Ye Xiaoyu nodded desperately in her mind, yes, I bought it! iwei, you should be annoyed!
Except she wasn’t.
Qian’s smile beca even more radiant.
"I thought it was so tasty. Ye is indeed a woman with good taste. But my dear, you drank her coffee; what if a friend of hers cos looking for it?"
Yu Minglang imdiately took out his wallet, "How much is it? I’ll pay you."
"No need, you guys carry on, I have other things to do." Ye Xiaoyu stood up, realizing staying any longer would be too awkward. It was like Yu Minglang had slapped her in the face.
Once she left, Yu Minglang wrapped his arm around Qian and pinched her cheek, "Little rascal!"
"Oh? Are you feeling sorry for her?"
That’s right; she had arrived early, had heard everything, and had intentionally called his phone for Ye Xiaoyu to hear his ringtone. So what?
"Feeling sorry for what? There’s nothing between her and . If she didn’t have any thoughts about it, my words wouldn’t be an issue. Isn’t this how classmates should be with each other?"
If she did have thoughts about it, then his words were even more necessary. He was too picky about his affections to ss with such things; i had said if he went out to ss around, his tools of the trade would be confiscated!
"Well done, keep it up, I’m going back to the broadcast." Qian ca over to check in, feeling very satisfied with the situation and glowing with contentnt.
Her preemptive asures had worked well, preventing any potential rivals from getting close. Her plan was foolproof.
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