Miss Little Crayon

Chapter 614: 614: Mr. Song Might Not Be Up to It (Double Release Combined)


Chapter 614: Chapter 614: Mr. Song Might Not Be Up to It (Double Release Combined)


Wu Xuehan’s “big sister” could be none other than Lai Shengxia, and Tang Li couldn’t think of a second person.


As for Lai Shengxia, she shouldn’t have anything to do with Wu Xuehan in this lifetime.


After all, Ouyang Hua was already squatting in jail.


So Tang Li looked towards Wu Xuehan and countered with a question: “Why bring up Lai Shengxia all of a sudden? Do you need her for something?”


“It was just a casual question.” Wu Xuehan sat on the edge of her own bed, her gaze meeting Tang Li’s, becoming increasingly uncomfortable as she casually picked up a pillow to hold in her arms, and then added: “Didn’t the news reported before that she called off her engagement? I was a bit curious if they have reconciled now.”


Speaking of this, a blush rose on her fair cheeks.


Tang Li had a hunch in her heart.


…And the sedan that brought Wu Xuehan back just earlier.


She hadn’t thought much of it at first, but now recalling it, it seemed to be Qin Yansheng’s car.


Realizing this point, Tang Li didn’t beat around the bush and directly asked: “Have you been in contact with Qin Yansheng recently?”


“…” Wu Xuehan’s ears burned hot.


She hugged the pillow tight but didn’t hide anything, admitting truthfully: “Previously, I was shooting a movie in the suburbs, and there was a scene where I had to go underwater. That day, my period came suddenly, but the entire crew was waiting for me, and I had no choice but to grit my teeth and get into the river to shoot. After several unsuccessful takes, Mr. Qin and his friend just happened to come fishing, and he noticed something was off about me, calling a halt to the shooting and immediately took me to the hospital.”


Wu Xuehan slightly pursed her lips: “I’m really grateful to Mr. Qin, he’s genuinely a good person.”


“And tonight, I was discussing business with Sister Yang at the bar. Later, Sister Yang had another appointment and left first. When I came out, I encountered a drunk middle-aged man who grabbed me and started babbling incoherently. If I hadn’t run into Mr. Qin, I wouldn’t have known how to get away.”


Tang Li took over the conversation: “And then he brought you back here?”


Wu Xuehan nodded.


“The bar Sister Yang and I went to was quite out of the way, and it was already past 11 o’clock when I came out. Mr. Qin was worried about me, a girl on her own, and he said it wouldn’t be too much of a detour to drop me off on his way home.”


Wu Xuehan continued, meeting Tang Li’s eyes again: “Mr. Qin and Lai Shengxia called off their engagement, and it seems like Lai Shengxia was the one who proposed it. But online, everyone is blaming the Qin Family, saying Mr. Qin fancies someone else, and Lai Shengxia never came out to clarify. I just feel… what she’s doing isn’t right, being with her will put Mr. Qin at a disadvantage.”


Tang Li said: “Matters of the heart, the warmth or coldness of it, is something only the parties involved truly know.”


“That seems true.” Wu Xuehan was a bit embarrassed: “I don’t know the specifics, I shouldn’t speak carelessly.”


“Within prominent families, emotions often accompany interests and grow with them.”


Seeing Wu Xuehan’s clear gaze, and since she was her first friend after her rebirth, Tang Li didn’t want her to suffer misfortune due to emotional issues again, she thus spoke a few more words: “Qin Yansheng might like Lai Shengxia, but surely he’s not obsessed to the point where he can’t live without her. Having already called off the engagement with Lai Shengxia, by the end of the year at the latest, he will have another marriage candidate whose family background won’t be much inferior to Lai Shengxia’s.”


Wu Xuehan agreed: “The Qin family is rich, and Mr. Qin is also very handsome; ordinary girls indeed don’t match up to him.”


Seeing that she had a fairly clear understanding, Tang Li added: “Even if he likes someone personally, getting past the older generation won’t be easy. Once married, it becomes a matter involving two families. If both sides can’t blend well over the long term, the outcome is predictable.”


If the girl’s parents are ordinary workers, fear would be in their hearts just stepping through the Qin family’s door, let alone socializing, which would leave them worlds apart in conversation. In the eyes of the Qin family, the girl’s poor family background would inevitably be looked down upon.


If she wished to maintain the marriage, the girl would inevitably have to pay a great price.


The story of Cinderella ends with the prince finding Cinderella and taking her back to the castle to hold a wedding. No one knows what their married life will be like after that.


Just like in a past life—


Even when the Han Family had already declined, when she married into it, the topics that Han Jifeng and Qin Yueru occasionally discussed were ones she couldn’t join in on.


As Han Jifeng gradually rose in status, Qin Yueru’s reminder for her to learn more spoke volumes.


Had Mr. Han not run into trouble, she, as a daughter-in-law, would have definitely not met Qin Yueru’s standards. The later choice to pick her was not only a compromise by Han Jifeng, but also by Qin Yueru.


Tang Li still remembered, after being repeatedly nagged by Qin Yueru, she enrolled in classes to learn flower arrangement, dancing, and tea ceremony, and even picked up university textbooks again.


If not for the various unforeseen events that followed, with Qin Yueru’s health improving, she had been preparing to return to finish her senior year of college. To avoid holding Han Jifeng back, she even planned on studying for a graduate entrance exam.


If this was the case for the Han Family, then let’s not even mention the thriving Qin Family.


After a while, Wu Xuehan asked again: “What about you, Ah Li? Will you face these kinds of troubles with your partner in the future?”


Wu Xuehan understood it in her heart as well.


Even if actors earned a lot, they were still not highly regarded by the wealthy elite.


Furthermore, the entertainment industry really was quite chaotic.


“So,” with a lift at the corners of her lips, Tang Li said, “I need to work doubly hard to stand beside him with dignity.”


Yu Sui took off her headphones, turned around while sitting on the yoga mat, and gazed intently at Tang Li: “Does that mean you’re really together with some investor’s young heir now?”


“…”


“Claiming to visit elders in Shangbu, you were actually on a date, weren’t you?”


Yu Sui pursed her lips, her gaze sweeping over Tang Li: “Don’t think I haven’t figured it out; the private jet you took back to the Capital had its own restaurant—it’s a type not any typical heir could afford, more like that of an older-generation wealthy singleton.”


“What private jet?” Wu Xuehan’s face was full of curiosity.


Yu Sui said: “Go check out her Weibo yourself.”


With that, she looked at Tang Li melancholically: “You didn’t end up with some wealthy single old man, did you?”


“…” Tang Li.


Until Tang Li turned off her lights and lay in bed, Yu Sui was still squatting by her bed. In the darkness, a pair of bright eyes stared at the figure on the bed, earnestly advising: “Let me tell you, don’t believe the saying that men are ‘in bloom’ at thirty. Older men just aren’t up to the task in bed, and they can only fool inexperienced young girls like you.”


Eventually, Tang Li was harassed to the point where she couldn’t sleep and simply sat up, speaking in a friendly tone: “I’m counting to three, if you don’t go back up, believe it or not, I’ll beat the crap out of you?”


Before her words even fell, a shadow darted up to Wu Xuehan’s bunk like a gecko.


Tang Li lay back down in bed.


Before sleeping, she took out her cellphone to send a message: “My roommate said you might not be up for it.”


Minutes passed, and a text appeared on the screen: “Please be courteous in your communication amongst peers, especially at your age, you should foster a healthy living environment.”


Tang Li sent an ‘oh’, then replied: “By ‘not up for it’ I meant work—we were discussing the new President, don’t get the wrong idea.”