While still asleep, Song Xingyao had no idea of the sensational situation that had taken place in Jiangcheng during the two hours she had been sleeping.
When the headline popped up on my phone, it turned out that Lu Fan's video of filming in Haiyan last time had gone viral.
[#Revealing Mrs. Fu's Divine Beauty], she was hesitating whether to go out after seeing this video when Qi's mother came up.
"Young Madam, Old Xu is waiting for you at the door."
Forget it, Lao Xu is already here, let's go. Besides, there's only a side profile in the video, so maybe no one will recognize her.
Baiyun Mall.
Song Xingyao had a clear goal. She went to the electronics section, where the salesperson introduced a bunch of things, but she didn't understand: "A basic one is fine. I don't need so many features. I don't need them."
"Then this one is definitely suitable for you. It's lightweight, has good battery life, and meets your basic needs."
Song Xingyao was taking out Fu Siming's black card to pay when her hand was suddenly grabbed.
Song Xingyao was somewhat taken aback. She looked over and saw a man in a white suit with a refined and handsome face. He smiled faintly and said, "This one isn't suitable for you. I heard you say it from the side. She saw that you looked like an amateur and wanted to give you this latest model of a slim and lightweight business phone. It does have good performance, but the price is too high."
"You can use that one for your needs. The features are suitable. The current version is the second generation. From what you've said, you mainly use it for reading, and that one also has an eye-protection screen."
After listening to his explanation, Song Xingyao understood the gist of it: she was completely clueless and almost got killed. She didn't necessarily have to believe the advice given by strangers, but this man in front of her gave her a unique sense of trust.
"Thank you."
After saying that, he handed the card to the salesman whose face had darkened: "Please wrap up that one he just mentioned."
Bai Xiujin was somewhat surprised that she believed him without saying a word.
Today was his first day of inspection. The people who came to Baiyun Mall to shop were not short of money, but she repeatedly emphasized that the performance was suitable and that it did not need to be complicated. Bai Xiujin stopped and listened for a while before kindly reminding her.
He suddenly became curious about the woman in front of him. She had a pretty face, expensive clothes, and was holding a black card, but there was no sense of superiority in her words. Instead, she listened patiently to the salesperson's introduction of the products, occasionally looking down in thought with a furrowed brow.
As she was about to leave with her things, Song Xingyao noticed that the man in front of her was still looking at her.
"Sir? Thank you for today!"
Manager Qiao, who was accompanying Bai Xiujin, finally spoke up: "Young Master Bai, um... shall the inspection continue?"
"Yes, we need to retrain the product sales staff. The people who come here aren't short of money or knowledge. If you just keep pushing expensive products on others, someone will always notice. We also need to optimize the performance system."
Manager Qiao's forehead was covered in large beads of sweat: "Yes...yes."
When Song Xingyao got home, she saw that it was getting late. She wanted to cook a meal herself, so she asked Qi Ma about Fu Siming's preferences.
Seeing that this was a surprise for the young master, Aunt Qi stopped pulling him away and just helped out from the side.
When Song Xingyao was at the Song family home, Song Ping and his wife would casually instruct her to do this and that. Although the food was not as good as Qi Ma's cooking, it was still delicious and visually appealing.
By the time the four dishes and soup were laid out on the table, it was already quite dark, but the doorbell rang unusually quietly for a long time today…
Nightfall, No. 1.
"Ah Ming, why are you spreading this news so widely?" Yes held his wine glass and only took a sip.
Fu Siming leaned back on the sofa in the middle, his collar unbuttoned. He wasn't in a good mood today. There was a whole bottle of tequila on the table, half of which was already down.
Seeing Fu Siming drinking like a maniac, Yuan Zhao snatched the wine away from him: "Don't waste my wine here. It's just a little rumor. Fu Yao clearly let it out for you. That woman knows you're getting married and she's panicking. I've been telling you all these years, that woman is definitely not simple. Every time it's crucial, she stirs up some trouble to keep you on your toes, and you still have her completely under her control. I think you've been kept in the dark by a woman."
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"What do you mean? There's news about Fu Yao again?" Ye Si grasped the key information.
"What do you think Ah Ming wanted by having Tiansheng's official channels release the news? Wasn't it just so she could see it? And you, if you really want to confirm it, go abroad yourself. Do you think she can crawl out of an empty bottle after drinking so much?"
"Just drink, stop talking so much." Fu Siming became even more irritated by Yuan Zhao's impolite words and reached for a new glass to fill it.
"Fine, I can't persuade you. Drink up, drink up, drink yourself to death." Yuan Zhao waved his hand.
Ye Si looked at his friend in front of him and thought of Song Xingyao's plain face, and remained silent.
In Haiyanli, Song Xingyao would occasionally look at the door and stare at her phone, but she remained as quiet as the doorbell, without making a sound.
"Never mind, let's eat! He's probably... busy with something at work."
"Young Madam, it's all cold. I'll go heat it up for you."
"Aunt Qi, sit down and eat with us. There's so much food, it's such a waste."
"This won't do, what should I do..."
"It's alright, just sit down... I don't want to eat alone. Besides, there's a whole table of food here! I can't possibly finish it all by myself."
Qi's mother did not refuse again.
"Young Madam, your cooking is really good. These days, young people don't like to cook much and always prefer to order takeout."
"Hmm... I've been cooking for my family since junior high school. If I practice my skills a bit more, maybe I can become a chef someday," Song Xingyao replied casually.
Qi's mother felt heartbroken listening to this. What family doesn't cherish their child? This child had to cook for the whole family while still in junior high school. How much hardship must this child have endured?
"Nonsense, how could the young mistress go out to be a cook? The young mistress is destined to live a good life in the future. You have to trust Aunt Qi. Aunt Qi has some ability to judge people."
Okay, I believe you.
"Young Madam, please eat and get some rest. I can tidy up here quickly. Young Master used to come home very late too, I wonder what time he will be back today."
Qi's mother was quick and efficient, while Song Xingyao fiddled with the computer she had bought. She didn't want to go upstairs; she just wanted to stay in a lively place and also wanted to wait for Fu Siming to return.
When Fu Siming was sent back to Haiyan by Ye Si, Song Xingyao had just finished taking a shower and was cleaning up the mess on the table when the doorbell rang. She hurriedly ran to open the door in her slippers.
"You're back? Fu..."
Seeing Fu Siming and Ye Si at the door, Song Xingyao looked down at herself. Fortunately, she was wrapped in a bathrobe. She tightened her grip and stepped aside to invite him in.
“Ah Ming has had too much to drink, I’ll just take him back to his room.” Ye Si turned his head away when he saw Song Xingyao, his ears starting to turn slightly red.
"Okay, I'll take you up."
Song Xingyao led the way, the orange blossom scent of her shower gel filling her nostrils with her rapid steps. Her wet hair seemed to float lightly with each step.
Ye Si tossed Fu Siming onto the bed before loosening his grip on his wrist.
Song Xingyao was thinking of going down to see him off when Ye Si turned around and said, "No need to see him off. You can stay here. He's had a bit too much to drink."
"...Okay, thank you, Mr. Ye."
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