Zuo Yuqing stopped directly about two or three steps away from her, the delicate makeup on her face bearing a few blushes from running too fast, which made her face look even more... well, alluring.
It must be said that Zuo Yuqing’s features are incredibly refined, and not just because of her skillful makeup. Song Qiao has also seen her without makeup; contrary to the belief that artists look drastically different without makeup, Song Qiao doesn’t sense such a stark difference with Zuo Yuqing.
In truth, Zuo Yuqing is quite enviable to Song Qiao.
Who in today’s entertainment industry can navigate it as smoothly as Zuo Yuqing? Most of those Actresses were only famous for a while; few can occupy such a high position that others can only look up to for so long.
Actually, it’s not surprising, isn’t it? If there’s a man behind her building that pedestal, it’s no wonder she remains standing firm.
The An City night isn’t as hot as the day, a breeze blew directly over, standing there, Song Qiao’s hair was blown onto her face, prompting her to raise a hand to move the strands away, frowning slightly.
Zuo Yuqing stood there looking at Song Qiao in front of her, the wind lifting her long skirt slightly, giving her an ethereal look. Her heart hasn’t fully settled from Lu Jingchen’s words just now, she took a deep breath and said to Song Qiao, "You’re getting married to Jingchen soon, but Song Qiao, have you ever considered there might be another reason he’s marrying you?"
Song Qiao looked at her, her expression unchanged, though her heart experienced some emotional fluctuations. This wasn’t the first time she heard someone say that "Lu Jingchen was marrying her for less-than-pure motives," probably meaning something like that. Her father had said so before, hadn’t he?
But so what? She had her reasons for marrying Lu Jingchen too, didn’t she?
Zuo Yuqing watched Song Qiao, biting her lip, waiting for her reaction, expecting her to show some sign.
But there was none, she simply looked up at her, a faint smile lingering on her pink lips, a smile that seemed to have been there all along, just unnoticed.
After a good while, Song Qiao then looked at her with a slight smile and said, "You stopped me just to say this?"
Zuo Yuqing’s hand at her side instinctively clenched, probably not expecting such a response, feeling choked for a moment, she took a deep breath and continued, "Song Qiao, you’re marrying Jingchen just like that, aren’t you afraid you’ll regret it later?"
She laughed upon hearing that and said directly, "We’ve already registered our marriage."
Zuo Yuqing’s face turned pale, seemingly reminded of the fact, yet still unwilling to give up, after several seconds of silence, she continued, "But you haven’t been acknowledged by the Lu Family, have you? The wedding hasn’t been held yet, don’t you wonder what if you two end up apart later?"
Song Qiao had always seen that Zuo Yuqing actually liked Lu Jingchen, perhaps even loved him. As for Lu Jingchen’s feelings towards Zuo Yuqing, he probably liked her too.
But she was confused about why Zuo Yuqing repeatedly told her these things, what was the point? The wedding would take place; whether it was held or not depended on whether Lu Jingchen was willing.
Instead of wasting time on her, it would be better to go directly to that man, Lu Jingchen.
Raising her hand, she casually tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear, slightly raising her eyes to look at her, chuckling softly, "Whether I think about the future is my business, Miss Zuo, you wouldn’t easily let us marry, right?"
Zuo Yuqing’s heart unexpectedly skipped, even though Song Qiao before her smiled gently and beautifully, giving a very comfortable feeling, her voice seemed as soft as regular conversation, but it felt as though she were stark naked before the crowd, breathing tightening, it was a while before she replied, "What kind of talk is this from Miss Song? Someone who doesn’t know might think I’m going to ruin your wedding later."
Song Qiao pursed her lips and laughed lightly, choosing not to continue the discussion, instead saying, "If Miss Zuo has no other matter, I’ll take a walk first. Just had a meal and want to digest a bit; Miss Zuo, feel free, if you don’t mind, you can have dinner here before heading back."