Chapter 164 Everything About You
Xia Zhen said, "If you think it's interesting, you can ask my friend first. If she agrees to let you film it, then you can film it."
"Fine, fine, you're such a spoiled brat." He snatched the camera from him and touched it like it was a treasure.
Xia Zhen opened the car door. "Uncle Hei, enjoy your meal. I'll be going now."
Seeing Xia Zhen about to leave, the man suddenly said, "That kid Song Heng is coming over, be careful not to run into him."
Xia Zhen looked up. "I'm not afraid of him."
“I know you’re not afraid of him, I just feel like he… is a bit strange.”
Xia Zhen was puzzled.
Why is it that Song Heng, at such a young age, has such strong skills that he can make everyone in the company obey him?
Why is it that every decision he makes is just right, and he never loses money even once?
Why is he always one step ahead of his competitors when it comes to finding suitable partners?
It's as if he has eyes that can see into the future.
Uncle Hei also realized that he must be out of his mind to have such an absurd idea. He smiled and said, "It's nothing, just take it as a joke."
Xia Zhen still felt a little bothered.
After getting out of Uncle Hei's car, she walked into a milk tea shop not far away, where Lu Jin was waiting for her.
Xia Zhen walked into the air-conditioned milk tea shop, feeling very comfortable. She walked towards where Lu Jin was sitting, and he took her hand and made her sit down. He asked, "Have you finished talking?"
Xia Zhen nodded. "Okay."
She eagerly took the milk tea he handed her, only to find it was room temperature instead of iced. She complained, "I wanted it iced."
"no."
Why not?
Lu Jin said in a low voice, "Your period is in the next few days."
Ever since Xia Zhen told him about her period, he had kept the date in mind. It should be within the next two or three days when Xia Zhen's period will start again.
Suddenly, her complaints vanished, and she moved even closer to him, her eyes crinkling into a sweet smile. "You even remember my period!"
Lu Jin wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with a wet tissue. "I will remember everything about you."
"What about my birthday present?"
Lu Jin glanced at her quietly, "On your birthday, many people will give you gifts."
So she won't lack gifts.
Xia Zhen glared at him, "You know I'm talking about the birthday present you're going to give me!"
Lu Jin feigned ignorance, "Did I promise to give you any birthday present?"
Xia Zhen was furious. She put down her milk tea and grabbed his arm relentlessly, saying, "You promised me that you would give yourself to me as a gift on my birthday."
It's not good for her to be so angry.
Lu Jin picked up the milk tea and brought it to her lips. Although she was angry, there was no reason not to eat what was offered to her. She bit the straw and glared at him.
It looks like a little ferocious beast eating; it's quite cute.
Lu Jin reached out and tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. He chuckled softly, "I've been yours for a long time. What more do you want?"
Xia Zhen's eyes darted around, "I also want a little uncle."
Lu Jin: "..."
Xia Zhen clung to him, "I don't care, you can't go back on your promise to me. I've been looking forward to my birthday for so long, you can't spoil my fun."
He said, "Zhenzhen."
She looked up. "Hmm?"
"Are you really not a Minion?"
Xia Zhen squinted at him, "What, you're disgusted with me? You weren't like this when you dragged me into the grove and obediently lay down while I pinned you down..."
His hand covered her mouth.
Lu Jin's throat tightened. How dare she say that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for several nights since that night? He even knew what Wu You would say in her sleep and what time Min Le would stare at the photos on her phone until the early hours of the morning.
It seems that among them, only Mu Zhijing has the best sleep quality.
Xia Zhen's eyes were brimming with tears, looking pitiful and wronged.
Lu Jin sighed softly. He released his hand from her mouth, leaned down, and stared intently at her face. "Zhenzhen."
She muttered, "What?"
"It's not that I don't want you, I just... don't want you to regret it."
Xia Zhen asked him, "Have you ever thought that maybe I don't want to give you a chance to regret it?"
Lu Jin's expression paused slightly.
She said, "You have such a strong sense of responsibility. For my sake, you will definitely try your best to live a better life."
He suddenly understood what she was so insistent on.
Lu Jin's connection with this world has never been close. Whether he wants a better life or his relationship with the Lu family and others, it all stems from her alone.
Xia Zhen was like a ray of light guiding him into a lively world that ordinary people should experience. If she didn't exist, then all this liveliness would be irrelevant to him.
His eyes stung, and he gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, whispering, "Zhenzhen, I'm sorry."
He always felt insecure, but he forgot that this feeling is two-way; any negative thoughts he had would make her feel insecure as well.
Xia Zhen asked softly, "Will you come to my birthday party?"
He chuckled, "Of course I'll come."
Her eyes lit up.
Lu Jin's fingers twirled a strand of her long hair. "But don't think about anything unhealthy."
"You don't love me anymore?"
"Of course I love you, that's why I cherish you even more." He kissed the top of her head. "Zhenzhen, even without this method, I will give you more security in the future."
Xia Zhen pursed her lips. With her charm, she didn't believe he could resist when the time came.
He said, "My hair has grown long again."
Xia Zhen tugged at his sleeve, "Help me tie my hair."
He asked, "A bun hairstyle?"
She nodded.
Lu Jin is now a pro at styling hair. The girl tied her own ponytail, and with just a little effort, he could turn her pretty hair into an adorable bun.
Xia Zhen is a girl, but even she can't braid hair as well as him.
On the street.
Under the blazing sun, Song Zhu desperately tried to break free from the boy's grasp. "I don't want to see a psychologist! Song Heng! You big bad guy!"
Song Heng had only meant to scare her, but when he saw that she was finally speaking in a normal tone, he let go of her. Song Zhu immediately darted behind a tree, only showing half of her face as she looked at him warily.
Song Heng asked, "Why did you suddenly return to China without telling me?"
Song Zhu: "Fate brought me here, you..."
Song Heng: "If you can't speak human language, I don't mind spending a little more money to have a doctor come to your home to take a look."
Song Zhu: "I heard you've fallen for someone else, and this family can't do without me, so I rushed back to save the situation!"
She finished speaking in one breath.
Has she fallen for someone else?
Song Heng found it ridiculous, and it was at that moment that he caught a glimpse of the person in the shop window out of the corner of his eye.
A white-haired boy gently braided the long black hair of a girl in a white dress.
Even the air was so still.
Song Zhu also spotted the familiar figure and exclaimed, "It's Xia Zhen and the elven exile! He's actually braiding her hair!"
Song Heng chuckled, "Why not just cut your hair when it gets too long? Why make it all greasy?"
After saying that, he seemed a little lost in thought.
It seems like a long time ago, she had complained to him that her hair was too long. At that time, he said he would just cut it, and she glared at him a few times.
A strange feeling was creeping over him, and Song Heng turned to Song Zhu and asked, "Are you thirsty?"
Song Zhu: "Huh?"
Song Heng: "Come on, I'll treat you to milk tea."
A black car was parked on the side of the road.
The man dressed in all black lazily ate a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe). He glanced at the young couple sitting in the milk tea shop, then at Song Heng who had pulled Song Zhu into the shop. He thought to himself, "This is probably going to be a good show."
At the same time, his phone rang. When he answered, a young man's voice came through the call.
"Big brother, are you busy again?"
"I'm either busy or on my way to being busy. If you have something to say, just say it. I'm waiting to see what happens."
"I remember you said you published a book when you were seventeen, but only one copy was sold."
Mentioning this embarrassing past, Jianbing Guozi suddenly tasted delicious. "Why are you bringing this up?"
"It seems there's a drawing of your own in your book, depicting characters from the story, including a goddess, a monster, an elf, and other random characters."
"Hey... He Shi, I'm your older brother, can't you give me some face?"
He Shi's voice was calm on the phone. "I received a painting today, which reminded me of your pile of unsold books gathering dust in the warehouse. Brother, was the only book you ever sold forced on a little girl?"
"What do you mean by forced purchase? They bought it for a huge sum because they admired my work! You have no idea how charming I was when I was young. Even six-year-old girls were saying they wanted to be my wife when they grew up!"
Who doesn't have a dark past when they were young?
Before he got involved in the "information broker" circle, he had the naive idea of becoming rich overnight by writing a fantasy novel with a protagonist who is overpowered by a dragon. Unfortunately, he used the money he earned from working hard for a year to print his masterpiece and only sold one copy.
The remaining books are still piled up in the warehouse.
He Shi chuckled twice. "I'm starting to suspect that you've corrupted a young girl's innocent mind. He Jing, you're not getting any younger. Can you stop being so irresponsible? Find something worthwhile, get married soon, settle down and live a proper life, and do something meaningful for society, wouldn't that be better?"
He Jing: "You're my little brother whom I raised with my own hands and feet, not my father. Don't try to control me."
"What do you mean by 'raised with poop and piss'? Can you please stop being so vulgar?"
Before He Shi could say anything, the call was disconnected. He stared at his phone, furious.
The person sitting next to me asked with a smile, "Did your unreliable brother upset you again?"
He Shi didn't reply. He looked at the drawing paper on his lap and felt a headache coming on.
His older brother really never did anything good in his life.
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