Caught off guard, Fang Ling was pushed aside, her body swayed, and she almost twisted her ankle in her high heels. She quickly braced herself against the sink with both hands.
When I looked up again, Zhu Hao's figure had already disappeared.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Fang Ling's gentle features, and then she picked up her bag and walked out.
*
Outside the restroom.
After Zhu Hao came out, he immediately saw Tang Song leaning against the wall.
[Wow!! The cub looks so good in this!! No, no, the cub is already cute, but this makes it look even cuter!!]
A blush crept onto her fair face.
She quickly walked up to Tang Song, waved hurriedly, and urged him to leave.
【Hmm? What's wrong? The cub seems very anxious. Don't panic, don't panic, tell me slowly.】
Tang Song took Zhu Hao's phone out of his pocket and handed it to her.
After receiving the message, Zhu Hao quickly typed, "I'm done, let's go."
Tang Song nodded slightly.
[Tsk, typing still feels inconvenient. In such a rush, what if I don't have my phone or a drawing board? Wouldn't I be unable to understand what the little one means? Does the little one know sign language? Probably not, I've never seen her use it, she always types and writes. Should I teach her? I'll learn too, that way we can communicate directly, and the little one won't have to struggle so much with lip reading.]
Zhu Hao's eyes froze as she stared at Tang Song's black ears that flipped over and then folded back on his head. Her lips tightened, a bitter feeling welled up in her heart, and her eyes gradually filled with warmth.
She knew from a young age that she was different from others, and in order to be like a normal person, she tried her best to recognize everyone's lips.
But only Tang Song noticed that she was very tired.
Everyone has different speaking habits, which leads to different degrees of lip opening and closing.
She needed to look in the mirror, repeatedly mimicking the shape of each word, observing the direction of her lip muscles, and then combining this with the speaker's facial expressions before she could gradually understand the lip movements of strangers as easily as she does now.
She glanced at Tang Song's tail, which was swaying back and forth in front of her, carefully bypassed the large tail, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and pulled him to the left.
[Ah! My cub tugged at my clothes! Hehe! What's this called? An increase in intimacy in the parent-child relationship! Hahaha! Is that what they say? That's what I read in a book!]
As the tears in her eyes subsided, she felt a pang of sadness, her lips trembling uncontrollably, and she gripped his clothes even tighter.
*
When Fang Ling walked out of the bathroom, she could only see the backs of Zhu Hao and a tall man leaving.
Zhu Hao held tightly to the man's clothes.
The man, dressed in a well-tailored suit, casually put one hand in his pocket, a stark contrast to Zhu Hao's cuddly demeanor.
Fang Ling sneered inwardly; this man really did look down on Zhu Hao.
The uneasy feelings were largely dispelled.
"Fang Ling." Xiao Siqi's worried voice sounded from behind, "Why did it take so long? I thought something had happened to you."
Fang Ling suppressed her emotions and, as if acting, her eyes suddenly reddened, filled with glistening tears.
She turned her head and, with a forced, unsteady gait, walked toward him.
Xiao Siqi's face immediately darkened, and he stepped forward to support her, "What happened? Did you twist your ankle?"
Fang Ling opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, then clearly glanced back at Zhu Hao before immediately looking away, her whole body radiating fear and grievance, which she then forcibly suppressed.
Xiao Siqi naturally noticed her subtle movements. Looking up, he could only see a couple disappearing around the corner.
Fang Ling seemed flustered and quickly tugged at his sleeve, her voice weak, "I'm fine, let's go back."
"Going back before even eating?" Xiao Siqi frowned slightly, glancing down at her ankle. "What happened?"
"I...I..."
"Tell the truth!" Xiao Siqi emphasized.
"I just... ran into my sister," Fang Ling stammered. "We chatted for a while, that's why I kept you waiting so long, I'm sorry."
"You ran into your sister?" Xiao Siqi stared thoughtfully around the corner. "Did your sister threaten you again?"
Fang Ling shook her head.
"Did your sister do this to your foot?"
"No." As soon as Fang Ling finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe them away.
Xiao Siqi stared at her red, tear-filled eyes, her tone icy, "Does your sister really not tolerate you? Not only does she want you to leave the Fang family, but now she won't even allow you to appear in the same restaurant?"
Fang Ling burst into tears, but she still shook her head without saying a word.
She wasn't lying; she denied everything.
"Why are you still protecting her? Two years ago, after your sister returned to the Fang family, she made things difficult for you in every way. She even made your adoptive parents marry you off to anyone for a dowry. Luckily, your adoptive parents were reasonable and didn't sell you off. That woman couldn't tolerate you and ran off with another man. Now she's probably messing around with some other man. She's so promiscuous! She even threatened you to leave because you were at the same restaurant as her and injured your foot. Why do you always protect such a vicious woman?"
Fang Ling bit her lower lip, her eyes still brimming with tears, and said sincerely, "Don't say that, she's my sister."
“You…” Xiao Siqi looked down at Fang Ling in annoyance. When he saw Fang Ling’s gentle face, his heart softened for a moment. He said helplessly, “You are just too soft-hearted. You still insist on acting. If it weren’t for me protecting you, the entertainment industry would have eaten you up without leaving a trace.”
Fang Ling lowered her eyes, looking aggrieved, and remained silent.
She couldn't help but sneer inwardly. If it weren't for Xiao Siqi being able to get her into the upper echelons of Beicheng, how could she have possibly gone to such lengths to seduce him a year ago?
Arrogant, conceited, and conceited, but he had the capital to back it up. Xiao Siqi's power and wealth allowed her to overlook his personality flaws.
Even though he always complained that she was weak-willed, she didn't care, since it was all an act anyway.
Isn't this the kind of thing men fall for?
Like now, we're lecturing her while paving the way for her to move forward.
They even gave her the lead role in the drama "Our Little Happiness".
That's a drama adapted from a hugely popular IP; if she stars in it, she's guaranteed to become a top-tier star.
Not only that, but it also paved the way for the Fang family.
They promised to relocate the Fang Group to the northern part of the city and to help the Fang family rise to the upper echelons of the city within a year.
A smile flashed in Fang Ling's dark eyes. She was not only the eternal young lady of the Fang family, but would also become the mistress of the Xiao family in the future.
As for Zhu Hao... no matter who she climbs up to, it's impossible for him to be more powerful than the man in front of her, and it's impossible for her to turn her life around by relying on that man.
So what if Zhu Hao has Fang family blood in her veins? Everything is in her hands, and Zhu Hao can't take it away!
Unless she manages to climb to the top of the North City pyramid and find a man who cares for her like Xiao Siqi does.
Thinking of this, Fang Ling couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her lips.
It's obvious to anyone with a brain that it's impossible. Zhu Hao may be decent-looking, but her personality is too honest and timid. How could she possibly be noticed by a man at the top of the pyramid?
"Sigh... Fang Ling." Xiao Siqi sighed softly, "I'll take you to have your ankle checked first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Siqi picked Fang Ling up and carried her outside.
Fang Ling paused for a moment, then leaned against his neck and whispered softly, "Thank you."
Xiao Siqi pursed her lips, her expression softening, and emphasized, "You are my fiancée, don't always be so polite to me."
Fang Ling responded obediently.
*
Night fell, and the evening breeze carried a slight chill.
Zhu Hao and Tang Song sat side by side in the back seat. The car seemed quiet, but Zhu Hao felt like she was dancing in a bar.
Although she had never been to a bar, she imagined that the noise level at a disco must be about the same as it is now.
Or...maybe...the bar would be quieter?
[I'm in such a good mood~ I love raising my little ones~ lalala~ My little ones are the cutest~ lalala~]
Zhu Hao pursed her lips and brushed the hair behind her ears down to cover them.
She never expected Tang Song's singing to be so awful.
Not a single line was on point.
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