Chapter 121 A Feasible Way to Pursue Xiao Qiao



Chapter 121 A Feasible Way to Pursue Xiao Qiao

"I've thought of a few ideas. The first one is for you to make friends with Miss Qiao first... Cousin, what did you say to Miss Qiao recently? Does she know that you like her?"

Shu Chengan scooped a spoonful of porridge and blinked: "I know, I confessed to her the second time I saw her, but was rejected."

"..." Wen Zhile didn't know whether she should laugh or hold back and comfort him.

"You two have only met for the second time. Miss Qiao may know your name and occupation. She can't see the shining points in you. It would be strange if she can agree to you. If she really agrees to you, you should think carefully about whether she is greedy for something from you."

Shu Chengan lowered his head to drink a spoonful of porridge and muttered softly: "I saw it the first time I met her."

"What did you see?"

"Shine brighter," Shu Cheng'an recalled the first time they met, smiling foolishly, "her whole body is shining, like a lotus flower emerging from the water."

Will the lotus flower sparkle when it emerges from the water?

Wen Zhile thought for a second or two and shook his head.

It is hard to understand what people who are in love say.

"Then if you go find Miss Qiao again later, will she still pay attention to you?"

Shu Chengan's expression suddenly turned bitter: "That makes sense, but you always mention that you don't like me."

Wen Zhile smiled and drank the porridge slowly. After he was full, he stood up and said, "There is another trick. I will go and make friends with Xiao Qiao. When we get to know each other well, I will praise you more and then you can go up."

"This trick is reliable." Shu Chengan drank the porridge in the bowl in one breath, "Then let's do it this way!"

"Go change your clothes, I'll clean up the table and we'll go out."

Wen Zhile was still in her pajamas. Upon hearing this, she turned and walked towards the bedroom.

The weather has been cool recently, so she wore a white short-sleeved shirt and light blue jeans, paired with a thick apricot windbreaker and brown high-heeled leather shoes. The heels were three centimeters high, not very high, and after putting them on, she estimated that she was about 1.68 meters tall.

Shu Cheng'an is 188 cm tall, and the difference between them is only 20 cm. When Wen Zhile approached, he was surprised to find that his cousin had grown taller, and her head was now at his chin. This growth rate is really fast.

"Let's go, cousin. Let's go to the drama troupe first?"

Shu Chengan moved: "Yes, yes, I haven't seen Xiao Qiao for a few days, let's go see her first."

"I heard from my dad last night that his friend agreed to write a script for the rematch of the City Repertory Theatre." Wen Zhile locked the door and the two went downstairs.

Shu Chengan thought for a moment: "Cousin, do you think your brother has the talent to act in drama?"

Wen Zhile raised his eyebrows slightly: "Cousin, you don't want the scriptwriter to write a role for you, do you?"

Shu Chengan smiled: "That's right!"

The little girl laughed, "Not really."

He chased a girl and ended up becoming a drama actor.

Shu Cheng'an grinned and drove to the entrance of the theater. The posters posted outside did not include Qiao Fei, but did include Xu Xiujie.

Shu Chengan wanted to leave, but was stopped by Wen Zhile: "Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Cousin, this is your rival in love."

"That makes sense." Shu Cheng'an agreed with what he said and quickly took out his money to buy the ticket.

The two of them checked their tickets and walked inside. As soon as they sat down in the audience seats, five or six troupe staff members came in, escorting one person, and walked to the front.

Shu Cheng'an glanced and recognized one of them as the director Miao Yun who took Qiao Fei to a social gathering. He looked at the group of people carefully and only looked away when he didn't see Qiao Fei.

Wen Zhile glanced around and recognized the person who was being surrounded. The person said something to both sides and then walked towards them alone.

The little girl turned to Shu Chengan and said, "Cousin, that's my dad's screenwriter friend."

Not long after she finished speaking, Qin Anbang came over and called her with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Who is this young comrade?"

"Uncle Qin, this is my cousin."

Although Wen Zhile had only met him once in this life, on the day he came to their house to deliver drama tickets, Qin Anbang had close contacts and a very good relationship with the Wen family in his previous life.

Qin Anbang is a man of gentle appearance, tall and bookish. Although he is not wearing glasses, he looks like a scholar. He is much younger than Wen Shuren, 34 years old this year, and has a 4-year-old son, who is very cute.

Wen Zhile had never seen a child who loved to stick to her so much in her life.

"Uncle Qin, are you here to watch the play or to direct the troupe's rehearsal today?"

"Both." Qin Anbang's eyes were warm. "Zhizhi, you and your cousin can go to the front row to watch the show. The troupe has reserved a row of seats and hasn't sold them yet. They're not full yet."

He turned around and pointed, and saw the five or six people standing in the front row. Because he didn't go there, they were standing and waiting for him and hadn't sat down yet.

Wen Zhile glanced over there and readily agreed: "Okay."

Before Qin Anbang came over, he said that Wen Zhile was his niece and did not introduce Shu Chengan. After Shu Chengan came over, he did not say much to introduce him.

Miao Yun had long known that Shu Cheng'an liked Qiao Fei, and seeing this, he looked hesitantly at the beautiful Wen Zhile.

Wen Zhile looked at her for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

The play was about to begin. Xu Xiujie, who was dressed as a scholar in a long gown, and his female partner in the play came from the backstage and talked to Qin Anbang for a while.

After knowing that Wen Zhile was his niece, Xu Xiujie's eyes turned even more passionately towards Wen Zhile. He also saw Shu Chengan, but just glanced at him.

After the two of them came on stage, Wen Zhile's slightly frowned brows relaxed and he rubbed his arms.

Xu Xiujie's look just now was so offensive. He looked so amorous that he fell in love with every woman he met. No wonder his cousin's wife in his previous life had given up on him.

Judging from the time, it’s time for my cousin’s wife to give up.

Wen Zhile had no interest in the dialogue. As he was listening, he looked to the side to see if Qiao Fei was there.

She had always been lucky in small matters, and sure enough she saw Qiao Fei.

Qiao Fei stood in the dark at the edge of the audience, looking at the stage. She was wearing a floral shirt and bell-bottom pants of a similar style to the heroine, and looked lonely.

The little girl poked Shu Chengan: "Cousin, Miss Qiao is behind you on the left."

Shu Cheng'an immediately turned around and looked at the stage two seconds later.

On the stage, Xu Xiujie was holding the heroine's hand and reciting his lines with a passionate and high-pitched voice. His pretty face looked even more delicate under the light.

Shu Chengan felt upset and muttered quietly, "How could I be defeated by such a weakling?"

"Aren't you going to talk to Miss Qiao?"

"Go." He had something serious to say to Qiao Fei.

Shu Chengan walked away quietly.

Miao Yun glanced at the direction he was heading, then looked at Wen Zhile.

"Qiao Fei."

Qiao Fei was already used to Shu Chengan coming to her: "Comrade Shu, what's the matter this time?"

Shu Chengan touched the top of his shaved head and said, "My mother asked someone to introduce you to a blind date without telling me two days ago. I'm so sorry. She doesn't know that you have rejected me yet."

"If you don't want to come, just refuse the introduction."

Qiao Fei nodded: "I have already rejected Director Miao."

Miao Yun was the introducer found by Tang Heping.

Shu Chengan felt a little disappointed. He stood beside her for a while before leaving. Before he left, he said, "The lesbians on the stage are not as pretty as you. This dress doesn't suit you."


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