Chapter 223 You Want Happiness

The waiting time was long and boring, so Song Qingxing naturally couldn't get anything for free in the cafe. The cafe not only sold coffee, but also sold small desserts that could be eaten with coffee.

It’s okay to eat a little bit, after all, you can lose weight later by controlling food intake and exercising.

Action speaks louder than words.

Song Qingxing's fingertips moved across the menu on the tablet and she finally ordered a mango cake.

The cake was not very big, only about the size of two baby palms. Song Qingxing scooped out a small piece with an iron spoon, and the rich mango sweetness bloomed in her mouth.

But her mind was not too much on the food. Instead, she looked into the distance and could see what was happening in the restaurant opposite through the thick glass.

The location Xie Jingcheng chose was on the second floor, which would not be easily discovered. There were a few white roses planted near the window on the second floor.

Xie Jingcheng arrived early, and An Wenqing's seat was still empty. Obviously, her master did not arrive on time, but considering her bad temper as a young lady, this was understandable.

Song Qingxing was not at all surprised by this.

The mango cake was dug into by the iron spoon for the second time, leaving a shallow dent, and the scent of mango filled Song Qingxing's tongue.

She couldn't help but want to praise it. She originally thought that the craftsmanship of the cafe wouldn't be that good, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

Just at this moment, the door of the cafe was pushed open, and the wind chimes hanging outside the door rang in the wind.

Song Qingxing looked up and saw a tall woman with long hair and wearing sunglasses.

Her temperament is unmatched by ordinary people, especially her straight back, as if she had been a model or something before, her figure and demeanor are very good.

Unfortunately, the cafe was almost full of people sitting in groups of three or four.

A leisurely afternoon tea is the best way to show a wealthy person's status. After all, at this time, most ordinary people are still working overtime like slaves.

The woman glanced around and finally set her eyes on the table where Song Qingxing was. Song Qingxing was a little embarrassed and wondered if she would be recognized.

After all, she had taken off her mask to eat mango cake. If someone looked at her deliberately at this time, they would definitely be able to tell that she was a household name.

As expected, the woman gave a knowing smile.

"It seems we are the same, Miss Song."

Jiang Yiliu took off her sunglasses. She didn't expect Song Qingxing to remember her.

This person's face was too familiar. Song Qingxing narrowed her eyes and thought for a while before she remembered who it was. She then stepped back in fear.

"It's you!"

Isn’t this An Wenqing’s personal bodyguard?

She didn't know why the other party came to see her. She just wanted to watch the fun from afar, if she wasn't afraid that it would drive An Wenqing crazy.

Song Qingxing must have gone with Xie Jingcheng.

"Your fiancée will come here, and of course I will come here too. We care about our partners in the same way."

In order to prevent others from overhearing their conversation, Jiang Yiliu walked over without hesitation, waved, smiled and greeted the waiter, saying that he wanted to order exactly the same as the lady in front of him.

Even the mango-flavored cake has to be the same.

Song Qingxing quickly covered her face with the tablet out of guilt, not wanting others to see her face and guess her identity.

"companion?"

As he chewed over these words in his mouth, Song Qingxing finally realized something was wrong and his eyes widened.

"yes."

"companion."

Jiang Yiliu did not avoid it. With a smile in his eyes, he responded seriously to the doubt in Song Qingxing's tone.

…

There was no noise in the high-end restaurant. Only the sounds of piano, violin and orchestra floated in the ears, like heavenly music.

Even if the food in a restaurant like this is not very delicious, people can still be less critical.

An Wenqing came in a hurry, with some sweat on her temples. It was obvious that she was not late on purpose, but she had no sense of time.

"Sorry I'm late."

An Wenqing rarely uses this word to others, so she is a little unfamiliar with it.

"It's not too late, I just arrived."

Xie Jingcheng smiled with her eyes narrowed, just like before, as if nothing had happened between them. They were just good friends who had grown up together, but they both knew in their hearts that some things could not be undone.

"Jingcheng, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Even today, An Wenqing still felt a little nervous when she saw Xie Jingcheng. She pursed her lips and took a long time before she dared to ask this question.

"It's something very important."

Xie Jingcheng looked serious and stretched out his hand, but he didn't know that the other two people in the cafe also widened their eyes.

"They won't cheat on us, will they?"

Song Qingxing felt her scalp was itchy and was about to grow grass.

"No, I believe you, miss."

Jiang Yiliu appeared calm on the surface, but in fact, her fingers were trembling slightly, revealing her nervousness.

Although they were reluctant to admit it, the two had to admit one thing, that is, An Wenqing and Xie Jingcheng had known each other longer than An Wenqing had known them.

From learning to speak to shedding one's youthfulness and growing into an adult.

Each other is in each other's most nostalgic memories.

But the two were obviously wrong. Xie Jingcheng's grip on An Wenqing's wrist had a deeper meaning. She used her fingers to lift up the silk sleeve of An Wenqing's clothes.

Xie Jingcheng hooked the bracelet with his fingertips, and the scar that was hidden by the bracelet was revealed in front of him.

The scar is sutured very tightly and beautifully, a typical cosmetic suture.

If you don't look closely, you won't notice anything unusual, but at such a close distance, coupled with the slight caress of the thumb, how can one not feel the heart-wrenching pain that once lingered.

"It hurt a lot, didn't it?"

Xie Jingcheng lowered his head.

Although she was about to get married, she felt a little guilty towards her friend.

"It's okay, it's over."

"That was my own fault, it has nothing to do with you."

An Wenqing withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted. At the same time, both people in the cafe breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of exhaling in unison reached their ears, and Song Qingxing and Jiang Yiliu smiled at each other. Both of them were amused by each other's appearance.

"It has something to do with me."

Xie Jingcheng thought about it and decided to speak out what had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

"In my life, I've only ever been attracted to Song Qingxing, and it started with her beauty, not anything noble."

"Wen Qing, I understand your love for me."

After all, Song Qingxing ignored Xie Jingcheng's secret glances, ignored her proactive approach, and rejected her lover contract.

Xie Jingcheng has also experienced this feeling of complete despair.

But now the clouds have cleared and the sun is shining.

"But some things can't be forced. I hope you won't do anything stupid after hearing that I'm getting married."

"You know, I don't want to see that. If I don't have you in my heart, I won't be in pain."

Of course, this is just a psychological status of friends.

How could An Wenqing not understand it?

"I know, so I let it go. I just need some time to get over it, and..."

She took out her car keys, a new model Cayenne, but that was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that there was a small pendant hanging next to the car keys.

Xie Jingcheng recognized it immediately. This was the currently popular anime doll, and it also had a companion, also a pink kitten.

"Jingcheng, I'm trying to get along with someone else now. Although it won't develop into a girlfriend relationship so quickly, I can already stop liking you so much."

This was obviously unexpected.

However, Xie Jingcheng still spoke, and their lips opened slightly at the same time, which seemed to be a tacit understanding developed since childhood.

"You go first."

Xie Jingcheng smiled and took a step back.

"Um."

An Wenqing nodded and put the car keys back in her pocket.

"I hope you're happy."

"So I let it go, completely, and I will apologize properly later."

Xie Jingcheng also spoke.

"I want you to be happy, too. However, if you find out that your partner doesn't love you that much, don't rush to jump up and down. Ask Qing... Some relationships can be saved."

Just like himself and Song Qingxing, it started with material things and ended with love.

(over)

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