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Then I thought again, the capital city is so big, Ying Zhengqing might not be able to find her.
Besides.
Even if Ying Zhengqing went to the TV station to look for her, she would travel all over the country, and Ying Zhengqing still couldn't catch her.
Who would have thought that we'd run into each other so soon after returning to the capital!
Song Rongrong felt conflicted.
"Rongrong?"
Song Rongrong forced a smile, "Well, I've been thinking about this for half a month, and I still feel that we're not really a good match."
Ying Zhengqing smiled and said, "The reason."
"Look at me, I'm so busy with work and travel so often. If my partner were as busy as you, it definitely wouldn't work. We'd never even be able to meet up."
Ying Zhengqing frowned slightly. "No, I don't stay in other cities for long. I spend most of my time in the capital."
Song Rongrong continued to coax, "Look, you're a big star with a bright future, while I'm just an outsider. I won't be of much help to your career development, right?"
Partners and love are all ephemeral things.
Only your own career, family, and savings are real.
Ying Zhengqing's expression changed slightly.
Just when Song Rongrong thought she had persuaded him, Ying Zhengqing spoke again:
"How could you think that way? My opportunity to become a star was also because of you. You introduced me to participate in the Starlight Night, which is why I am who I am today. Besides, I love singing, and I'm quite satisfied whether I'm a big star or a small star."
Song Rongrong: "No..."
"Also, you are my mentor. As long as you are here, I feel that my career will be fine."
Song Rongrong coughed lightly, "No, think about it, your group is doing very well now, your company definitely wouldn't agree to you dating, right?"
Ying Zhengqing: "They can't control me. I'm a singer, so why can't I have a boyfriend?"
Song Rongrong frowned. "I still don't think it's quite appropriate."
Ying Zhengqing laughed, "Anything else?"
Song Rongrong said in a serious tone, "Look, our industries aren't really a good match, are they? First of all, I don't mean to doubt you. You meet a lot of people every day at work, both men and women, and there are plenty of people more outstanding and better-looking than me. Let me say it again, I don't mean to doubt you. After all, people can't control themselves when faced with many temptations. You can't blame others for that; it's human nature. If you have to blame someone, blame the Creator for leaving this characteristic in humankind."
Ying Zhengqing's expression turned indifferent.
Do you think I would cheat on you?
Song Rongrong coughed again, "Well... that's not what I meant. I just said it's possible. Of course, I wasn't referring to you specifically. People are like that, fickle."
Ying Zhengqing frowned again. "Do you think I'll be the next Yan Huai?"
A look of doubt appeared in Song Rongrong's eyes.
How do you know Yan Huai?
Ying Zhengqing's expression was slightly unnatural.
“I saw him go to the TV station to look for you.”
"When did you go to the TV station to look for me?"
Ying Zhengqing lowered his head. "It should be around the beginning of April."
That was not long after Song Rongrong returned from Jingdezhen.
"Anyway, I'm not like Yan Huai. You can't doubt me just because of Yan Huai, right?"
Song Rongrong glanced at the time; Zhang Shu was still waiting for her outside.
"That's not what I meant."
That's what you mean.
Song Rongrong: Okay.
She was indeed somewhat influenced by Yan Huai.
Ying Zhengqing leaned forward slightly. "Song Rongrong, I'm serious. I've lived to be twenty-five and I've never liked anyone else."
Song Rongrong opened her eyes slightly, "You're twenty-five? Younger than me?"
Yan Huai stared at her, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
"Age doesn't matter, I'm not that much younger."
Song Rongrong grinned, "I'm really sorry, but I can't accept a relationship between an older woman and a younger man."
Ying Zhengqing: "? Are you kidding me?"
Song Rongrong: "No, it's good for us to be friends, really, I'm telling the truth. By the way, my friend is still waiting for me, I have to go now."
Song Rongrong turned and left, her steps quick and swift.
Finally, he found an excuse, and Ying Zhengqing had no chance to refute it now!
Ying Zhengqing stared at Song Rongrong's retreating figure until it disappeared, his temples throbbing with anger.
What a miscalculation!
Song Rongrong left the restaurant feeling relaxed.
Zhang Shu was buying mochi by the roadside when she saw her come out. "What's wrong? What happened???"
Song Rongrong stared at the thing in her hand.
"Aren't you full?"
"It's for Han Yi. He's asking you a question, what did he say?"
Song Rongrong briefly recounted what she had just said.
So you really don't like relationships where the woman is older or younger?
Song Rongrong hummed in agreement, "I don't like it. I'm happy enough on my own. It would be pointless to have someone younger than me who doesn't have as much life experience or social experience as me."
Zhang Shu hissed for a while, then whispered, "But I think Ying Zhengqing is quite mature, not childish at all."
Song Rongrong pinched her waist, "Anyway, let's not. Being with someone else isn't as enjoyable as being alone."
Zhang Shu stroked her chin. "What if Ying Zhengqing were older than you? Wouldn't you really want to give it a try?"
Song Rongrong shook her head, "It's still not interesting. He's a celebrity, and I'm just an ordinary person. I won't do things that won't lead to anything."
Being with Ying Zhengqing involves too much uncertainty.
Song Rongrong is risk-averse; she doesn't want to cause herself any trouble.
Moreover, she feels pretty good now. She has a job she likes, and her family and friends are all around her. She felt lonely during the years she was abroad, let alone now.
Therefore, Zhang Shu didn't say anything more.
"By the way, have you found a house yet?"
Song Rongrong returned to the capital this time wanting to buy a house. She had saved money over the years of working, and some of the money she had earned from working abroad and receiving scholarships was still left. It would be enough to buy a two-bedroom apartment. If she didn't have enough money, she would borrow some more from her mother.
Song Rongrong shook her head, "No, there's still time, let's take our time."
Zhang Shu and Han Yi got married and bought a house, a three-bedroom apartment, which cost them a lot of money.
Zhang Shu: "I'll ask around in our neighborhood tomorrow."
Song Rongrong smiled and said, "Thanks."
“Say these things.”
After the two parted ways, Song Rongrong returned to Heping Lane.
I got home after nine o'clock.
Xu Guiying was still awake, tidying up Song Zhiyin and Song Muchuan's childhood clothes in the main room.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
Xu Guiying has presbyopia now and got a new pair of glasses a while ago. "After Chen Zhou gives birth, he can wear these clothes. Your grandma left you some chicken soup, go and drink it quickly."
Qian Yu'an brought out folded clothes from inside the house again. "Rongrong is back."
Song Rongrong smiled, finished her soup, and then helped her mother pack all the clothes.
Song Rongrong muttered to herself, "I wonder if it's a younger brother or a younger sister."
Qian Yu'an couldn't help but laugh when this was mentioned, "They were both hoping for a girl."
Xu Guiying also laughed.
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