Song Qiao slightly raised her eyebrows, smiled without answering directly, and said, "So, when do you plan to make your life complete too?"
Ning Wan was caught off guard by the question and fumbled for words for a long time without being able to utter a single sentence. Finally, with a composed expression, she said bluntly, "Let’s eat!"
Song Qiao responded with an "Oh," picked up her chopsticks to grab some food, occasionally glancing at her with meaningful, deep smiles, and that contemplative look as if she was planning how to sell her out, and she remained silent. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel⸺fire.net
Initially, Ning Wan could ignore Song Qiao’s gaze, but after being watched for so long, she couldn’t resist anymore. Feeling slightly annoyed, she said, "Qiaoqiao, don’t look at me like that, if you have any questions, just ask."
Ironically, it was supposed to be her interrogating Qiaoqiao tonight, yet within a few words, she found herself being interrogated.
It took a while before Song Qiao looked up and fixed her gaze on her, asking, "Wanwan, how are things going with... with Mr. Xi? You..."
Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Ning Wan’s expression froze, and for a moment, she seemed absent-minded, absently poking at the rice in her bowl. She casually replied, "Since he chose my dear cousin, naturally, there’s no possibility between him and me."
Pausing for a bit, as if she had thought of something else, she didn’t wait for Song Qiao to speak. Her face carried a faint, cold smile, her voice very pleasant, "Qiaoqiao, some things really aren’t as simple as you might think. My relationship with Xi Mohan isn’t that straightforward. Lying between us, there are the interests of both the Xi Family and the Ning Family. Being the least favored daughter of the Ning Family, naturally, I can’t compare to my uncle’s daughter. In every respect, leaving aside that I might be slightly better-looking than my cousin, truthfully I’m inferior to her in every other aspect. It’s only natural for Xi Mohan to choose Ning Yan’er."
But what Xi Mohan shouldn’t have done was to give her hope and then throw her straight into hell.
She would never forget for the rest of her life, two months ago at the Ning Family’s banquet, that man, in front of so many people, slapped her for Xi Mohan, resulting in her occasionally experiencing deafness for almost a month.
She had held onto hope for him, but that slap had instantly woken her up.
Song Qiao looked at Ning Wan and felt a sigh of relief in her heart, she directly grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "Wanwan, what are men worth? Don’t forget you still have me..."
Ning Wan looked at her disdainfully, hummed resentfully twice, and directly interrupted her, "Married women better not torment this single dog, or I might not be able to resist the urge to lash out at society."
Song Qiao covered her face; she was clearly still a young girl.
Getting married... truly, it was something she regretted deeply.
Regarding Song Qiao’s marriage to Lu Jingchen, Ning Wan was only shocked for a moment, and soon came to grips with the fact that her best friend had already gotten married.
The next day when Song Qiao went to work, she felt that everyone’s looks were a bit strange, but remembering the news about her forcing the marriage, she felt compelled to work even though it felt bizarre.
Because the company was again hiring new actors needing training, shortly after she began working, Song Qiao received a notification that she was to take under her wing three newcomers who had just entered the acting industry.