Zhu Hao twitched the corners of her mouth, looking at Geng Ying, whose attitude towards Tang Song had completely reversed, and said, "Didn't you dislike him quite a bit?"
“That’s different. I thought that man was some nouveau riche with ulterior motives, but it turns out to be Tang Song! A member of the Tang family! It’s different! My mentor interviewed the previous president of Tang’s Group, who was President Tang’s father, and my mentor still speaks highly of the Tang family.”
"Like father, like son! President Tang can't be too bad."
Just two days ago, I saw Geng Ying, who was indifferent to Tang Song and didn't even believe him. She asked Zhu Hao to share her location the whole time and even took a picture of Tang Song's license plate. Now she's talking endlessly about how good the Tang family is.
I feel like the world has become magical.
She had never seen Geng Ying praise someone like that before; he practically showered Tang Song with compliments.
Zhu Hao's eyes twitched, and she tugged at Geng Ying, trying to stop her.
No one knew that Geng Ying, who seemed aloof, was actually a chatterbox who could talk endlessly.
Her attempts to stop her were completely ineffective.
He gave a wry smile, as if wishing someone well.
*
The north gate of the school.
Upon seeing the familiar Rolls-Royce, Geng Ying clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk tsk, he really is afraid you won't come home, huh? He's come to pick you up again."
Zhu Hao's ear tips turned red, but they were hidden by her hair, so you couldn't tell.
She gently nudged Geng Ying, signaling her not to talk nonsense.
Geng Ying raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
When Geng Ying escorted her to the car door this time, he unusually shed his usual indifference and scrutiny, and even nodded amicably to Tang Song in the back seat.
Tang Song didn't keep a cold face this time either; he slightly curved his lips and greeted Geng Ying.
Zhu Hao stared in surprise at the atmosphere of goodwill flowing between the two, finding it increasingly eerie.
[Huh? It's that skinny bamboo stick from last time. She's not sulking anymore, so I'll be friendly too, lest the cub think I'm targeting her friend.]
Zhu Hao's lips twitched, and with a wink from Geng Ying, she deftly closed the door.
The car slowly drove forward. Zhu Hao saw through the rearview mirror that Geng Ying neither took pictures nor looked around as the car left, but simply turned around and walked away.
Zhu Hao smiled slightly, finding it somewhat amusing.
She thought it would take some effort to clear up the misunderstanding between the two, but to her surprise, they resolved the issue themselves.
*
Geng Ying carried her backpack, preparing to go back to her dormitory to get her materials, as she was going out for an interview with her advisor in the afternoon.
Downstairs in the dormitory building, she noticed a girl dressed very conservatively, glanced at her casually, and then looked away.
She lived in an art department dormitory building, where performing arts students often came and went in strange costumes after class, so it wasn't unusual for them to be wrapped up like cicadas in this humid weather.
Geng Ying strode upstairs, and the girl followed him upstairs.
It wasn't until Geng Ying reached the sixth floor that she realized something was wrong; the girl was still following her.
Geng Ying hesitated and looked back at her.
The dormitories for the performing arts department are on the third floor, while the sixth floor is for broadcasting students.
Geng Ying stopped at the corner of the stairs, not going in, and stared at the girl with his arms crossed.
The girl took off her mask and sunglasses, revealing her beautiful face.
Geng Ying frowned instantly.
It's Fang Ling.
Geng Ying sighed inwardly. Sure enough, their auras clashed. Just one look at him made her feel uncomfortable.
Fang Ling tilted her head slightly, met Geng Ying's gaze, and walked towards her.
Geng Ying took a step back, adopting a defensive posture. "Fang Ling?"
Fang Ling raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You know me?"
“Hmm.” Geng Ying lowered her eyes coldly. “The second female lead in ‘The Legend of the Moon’ just transferred to our school’s acting department this semester.”
Fang Ling smiled faintly, just like she did on TV.
Geng Ying frowned even more deeply. "What do you want to see me about?"
Fang Ling doesn't live in the dormitory at all, and she hasn't even applied for a bed in the dormitory, but now that she's on the sixth floor, she's obviously here for her.
This doesn't make sense. She doesn't know Fang Ling at all, or rather, Fang Ling doesn't know her.
"Isn't there a promotional interview for the new drama this weekend? I saw your name on the rehearsal list..."
Geng Ying interrupted her, "I was just helping my mentor organize the interview materials. It wasn't me interviewing you, it was my mentor interviewing you."
"I see..." Fang Ling said with a hint of regret.
“If it’s about the interview, you can have your agent talk to my mentor.” Geng Ying’s expression was tense. “Is there anything else? If not, I’ll be leaving now.”
"Wait!" Fang Ling called out to her, stammering, "Actually, I... I actually came to see you for more than just this."
Geng Ying slightly raised her chin, signaling her to continue.
"I'm Zhu Hao's younger sister." Fang Ling looked tentatively at Geng Ying. "You should know that, right?"
Geng Ying rolled her eyes imperceptibly. She knew Fang Ling hadn't come to her for anything good; she was here to find out about Zhu Hao's situation.
“I know you’re my sister’s best friend, and there are some things I can’t ask her directly.” Fang Ling looked embarrassed. “But I think you should know, so I thought I’d ask you first.”
Geng Ying impatiently tapped her arm with her fingertip, "Get to the point, stop with all the beating around the bush."
"I saw my sister get into the same car for two days in a row... the same car." Fang Ling looked worried and distressed. "You even personally took her there. I'm a little worried. Is my sister......?"
"Don't make wild guesses!" Geng Ying's eyes were cold, and her outward politeness couldn't be faked. "Do you think Zhu Hao is like you?"
Fang Ling's face stiffened. "What do you mean?"
Geng Ying opened her mouth, almost revealing that Fang Ling had a sugar daddy.
But thinking about it, this was just her guess, and even the paparazzi didn't manage to photograph her sugar daddy.
Although she felt the guess was basically true, she swallowed it back. "It's nothing. In short, Zhu Hao is not what you think. As a public figure, you know how damaging rumors can be to a person. Zhu Hao is just an ordinary student. Don't apply the entertainment industry's rules to her."
Fang Ling clenched her fists, bit her lower lip, and her eyes filled with tears. "You misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. I was just worried about her. I was worried that she had been deceived. After all, Mom and Dad asked me how my sister was doing, and I... I can't keep lying, can I?"
What did you say?
"I told them that my sister was fine and that they shouldn't worry, and that they should just focus on their work." Fang Ling said sincerely. "I was really just worried about my sister, but I know that because of some things that happened at home before, my sister might have misunderstood me a little and she was reluctant to talk to me. But this matter is very important, so I still wanted to come and confirm it."
Fang Ling's voice choked with emotion as she raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, glancing furtively at Geng Ying.
Seeing that Geng Ying's expression remained cold and hard, her tone became increasingly aggrieved, "I just want to know... who is that man? Is he my sister's boyfriend? Is he good to my sister? Will he take responsibility? Is he lying to my sister? Was my sister there willingly?"
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