Chapter 59 Location
Pu Xia just wanted to have a smoke, and he actually ran into Xiao Lu as he walked toward the kitchen.
The young girl is a year older than her and has been with her since she first established her studio. She was also the one who organized Yang Ning's birthday banquet.
"Sister Xia, you're here! My goodness, what kind of wealthy family do you come from? I even saw a few movie stars just now, and they weren't even on the main cast!"
Xiaolu patted her chest and said exaggeratedly, "I thought it was just a high-profile family dinner, but wow, this is almost as big as X magazine's charity gala! If you had told me it was this big before, I definitely wouldn't have accepted it."
"And they did a pretty good job afterwards, didn't they?"
Pu Xia pushed open the back door and lit a cigarette, which calmed his earlier anxiety considerably.
Xiaolu was already quite familiar with her, so she easily took the cigarette case and lighter from her hand, lit one for herself, then turned off the megaphone and smiled at Puxia.
"Just one cigarette, I have to go back and manage the crowd later... Anyway, I've really seen something new today, sis, you were born in Rome."
Upon hearing this, Pu Xia gave a cold laugh, "I'll give it to you, do you want it?"
Xiaolu shook her head vigorously.
"Then forget it. I'm used to being wild. My family can't help me much, but they can't control me either. I'm quite content with being free and easy on my own."
Pu Xia, with a cigarette between her fingers, watched her quietly, seemingly surprised that she would say such a thing. After a while, she smiled and gently patted Xiao Lu's head.
Pu Xia was naturally beautiful, but looking at her like that, her aggressive beauty made Xiao Lu's face flush. She couldn't help but look away, "Sister, don't look at me like that, or I really won't be able to control myself."
Pu Xia was amused by her words, "Don't worry, I will refuse you."
Xiaolu laughed along, then, remembering what she had just heard, reminded Puxia, "By the way, sister, when you go up there later, prepare yourself mentally. When I was managing the situation, I heard your mom say that she was going to set you up on a blind date right there."
Coincidentally, before Pu Xia could react, he received a message on his phone.
Yang Ning: Where are you now? Come to the guest room.
Pu Xia's smile immediately lost its warmth.
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guest room
"Sister Ning, your daughter is so beautiful." A gentle woman praised Pu Xia.
"Is she pretty? I don't understand why she dresses up in these weird clothes all the time. Her hair is that color, how is that pretty?"
"That's how young people should be. Xia, you should study design, that's called individuality. By the way, you mentioned earlier that your daughter won some international award?"
"Sigh, it's just a small thing for kids, they only won an award in the Asia-Pacific region." Yang Ning said with a hint of disdain, but his expression couldn't hide his pride.
Pu Xia took a sip of champagne with a blank expression, filtering out all the irrelevant words.
“Very good,” the woman looked Pu Xia up and down, quite satisfied. Then she immediately pulled her son in front of her. “Look, we’ve been so busy chatting that we’ve left the two children hanging. Come, let me introduce you. This is my son, Minglang. He just came back from Italy.”
A man with shoulder-length hair lazily raised his hand and greeted the two of them, "Hi."
"What are you yelling for? Call someone over."
"Hello, Sister Ning, just call me Light. This must be your daughter, Pu Xia, right? I can't believe it, you two look like sisters standing together." Minglang was quite obedient to her mother, and suddenly became quite talkative.
"What are you calling Sister Ning? Don't just call me that."
“Your son has such a good personality. Our Xiaxia is just too quiet and doesn’t like to talk much. It feels like they complement each other perfectly.”
Yang Ning was satisfied; being praised like that put him in a good mood.
“That’s certainly appropriate. Sister Ning, let’s leave some space for the two young people. Please continue telling me what you heard at the beauty salon that day…”
Yang Ning smiled and nodded, then gave Pu Xia a look—don't cause trouble.
The two left the guest room, and the entire room immediately returned to silence.
Pu Xia had no interest in conversation; he just drank his wine and spaced out.
Minglang couldn't help but speak first, "You're not my type."
Pu Xia replied lazily, "Coincidentally, I'm not interested in you either."
As she spoke, she took a step to walk out, but the next second Minglang reached out to stop her, and Puxia quickly threw a wine glass at her.
"Hiss!" Minglang immediately pulled his hand back, clutching it to his chest, and exclaimed, "So ruthless!"
"Who told you to behave so badly?"
"These are hands that can be used for painting!"
Pu Xia's tone was cold and icy, "Then you'd better protect it well."
Looking at Pu Xia's proud and arrogant demeanor, like a cat that's not to be trifled with, Minglang suddenly smiled for some reason, "I suddenly feel that we will cooperate very well."
Pu Xia raised an eyebrow and stopped in his tracks.
"How many blind dates has your mom arranged for you? I've met four girls in the three months I've been back in China, and you're the fifth, and the only one who's been cold and distant towards me. I guess I don't need to worry about you falling for me, right?"
Pu Xia looked at him and conveyed with his eyes: Nonsense.
"That's right! You don't need to worry about me falling for you. So if we announce that we're a good match and get together, then we'll both have fewer problems later on."
If all goes well, it wouldn't be bad for us to get engaged, and then we can each do our own thing after marriage. Anyway, people like us don't really have a say in who we end up with.
Pu Xia looked at him, tilting her head slightly as if she were thinking, while Minglang looked at her expectantly.
But in the end, Pu Xia still politely declined, saying, "No."
She turned to leave.
"Why! Doesn't this save us all trouble?"
Perhaps it was the effects of the alcohol, or perhaps the figure in her dream was fading, but Pu Xia couldn't suppress the words in her heart any longer.
She raised her chin, her elegant neck stretching out, her posture like a swan taking flight on a lake, and said firmly, "The place next to me is reserved for only one person."
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She will never forget.
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