Li Feile's affectionate performance was interrupted.
At this moment, Song Hanzheng looked at her, and his gaze inevitably landed on the sticky, transparent liquid by her mouth.
It was probably a mixture of snot and tears.
He frowned imperceptibly.
And said, "I didn't bring any tissues."
Li Feile wanted to die right then and there.
How could she let Brother Hanzheng see her in such a sloppy state?
It was all Jiang Liuyue's fault!!!
She hurriedly pulled a tissue from her bag, turned her back, and quickly wiped her face clean.
But after such an interruption, the emotions she had been brewing were completely gone.
Even if she wanted to cry again, she couldn't shed a tear.
"Let's go."
With the memorial service finished, Song Hanzheng turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Jiang Liuyue immediately followed with quick, small steps.
However, as she passed Li Feile, she paused slightly, turned her head, and stared at her face with a beaming smile.
She looked her up and down.
Then she finally spoke, "Sister Feile, you don't seem to have wiped it clean."
"Is that yellow stuff smeared on your face boogers?"
Li Feile's eyes practically bulged with fury.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, she said, "Jiang Liuyue, don't get too smug."
"Crushing you to death would be easier for me than stepping on an ant."
Jiang Liuyue wasn't afraid in the slightest.
She even kept her smiling face and smoothly replied, "Is that so?"
"Then I'll be looking forward to it."
After saying that, she briskly walked away to catch up.
Inside the Maybach, Song Hanzheng was already waiting. Seeing her arrive late, he asked, "What did you say to her?"
He was very aware of the conflict between the two women.
Jiang Liuyue made no attempt to hide her true self.
Like a feisty little kitten baring its fangs.
She said bluntly, "I was trash-talking."
Song Hanzheng shot her a somewhat helpless glance, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"You're so clumsy, and yet you try to act tough."
"Be careful not to get bullied."
Jiang Liuyue got into the car and closed the door.
She cast a pair of big, dewy eyes toward Song Hanzheng.
In a cheerful tone, she said, "My baby is so amazing, he wouldn't just watch me get bullied, right?"
This time, Li Feile wasn't present.
And she still called him baby.
Song Hanzheng's mouth twitched, and with an unnatural expression, he said, "Stop calling me that."
"It's quite childish."
Jiang Liuyue nodded thoughtfully and said, "Oh, then what should I call you? Boss Song, Boss, or Sugar Daddy?"
As she spoke, she put on a distressed expression.
"It's my first time being a kept woman, after all."
"What do people normally call them?"
Song Hanzheng's expression was quite normal at first.
Until he heard her suggested nicknames getting more and more outrageous.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
He reached out and covered her lips.
"Mmph, mmph..." Jiang Liuyue struggled, but her lips remained firmly covered by his rough, warm hand.
Suddenly, she had a bright idea.
She stuck out the tip of her tongue.
And gave his hand a lick.
Across from her, Song Hanzheng seemed startled and quickly retracted his hand.
"W-what are you doing?" He was a bit nervous.
"You were covering it so tightly, I could barely breathe," Jiang Liuyue said righteously while looking at him.
"W-well, you still shouldn't have..."
Song Hanzheng slightly turned his head away, his ears and the back of his neck flushed with a light pink.
He even unnaturally curled his hand into a fist, placed it by his lips, and cleared his throat.
Jiang Liuyue nodded obediently and said, "I won't do it next time."
Song Hanzheng shot her a sideways glance.
"There's going to be a next time?"
Jiang Liuyue tilted her head, blinking innocently.
"So what exactly should I call you?"
"Just like before is fine," he said. "Don't make it too mushy, I can't stand it."
As the two were talking.
Someone knocked on the Maybach's window.
The window rolled down, and standing outside was none other than Li Feile.
Wearing a perfectly measured smile, she asked softly, "Brother Hanzheng, it's almost noon. Shall we grab lunch together?"
As if afraid he would refuse, she glanced at Jiang Liuyue.
And quickly added, "After eating, Liuyue and I can head back to the set together. It's right on the way."
Wow! This girl could really bend and stretch when needed.
Especially calling her so intimately by just 'Liuyue,' as if they were close friends.
Song Hanzheng turned slightly to look at Jiang Liuyue.
Silently asking for her opinion.
Jiang Liuyue was also curious to see what other little tricks Li Feile had up her sleeve. She shrugged and said generously, "Sure, I haven't had a meal with Sister Feile yet."
Li Feile smiled and put on her sunglasses, saying affectionately, "Alright, then it's settled. I'll pick the place and send you the address on WeChat later, Brother Hanzheng."
Song Hanzheng nodded with a lukewarm attitude.
Silently agreeing.
The Maybach slowly drove off.
Song Hanzheng glanced at Jiang Liuyue.
Suddenly, he took the initiative to speak, "Why aren't you asking me?"
"Hmm?" She opened her big eyes wide, looking very confused.
"About me and her brother," Song Hanzheng prompted.
Jiang Liuyue's almond eyes curved into crescents, her smile giving off an approachable vibe.
"Is that something I'm allowed to ask?"
Song Hanzheng gave a soft 'Mm.'
Jiang Liuyue looked through the car window at the receding scenery, her fingertips lightly brushing against the glass.
She noticed Li Feile's car following unhurriedly behind them.
She said softly, "I figured that when it's time for me to know, you would tell me yourself."
"Song Han, you are my boss, and I don't want you to think I'm unprofessional."
Song Hanzheng frowned slightly.
"Unprofessional?"
He didn't really like that word.
It made it sound like their relationship was nothing more than a transaction.
"It's mainly to protect your privacy," Jiang Liuyue added quickly, noticing his displeased expression, trying to smooth his ruffled feathers. "Recalling this kind of thing probably doesn't feel very good."
"I don't want to see you looking sad."
As she spoke, she nodded her head earnestly.
Song Hanzheng scoffed softly after hearing this.
However, the corners of his lips still turned up slightly.
"You really are..."
After a while.
He slowly began to recount:
"When I was young, the Song family wasn't that wealthy yet, and we were neighbors with the Li family."
"I was about the same age as Li Xinle, so we were playmates growing up, and his younger sister Li Feile was like a little shadow following us around."
"I didn't like it, and Xinle didn't like it either."
Huh.
So that's how it was.
Jiang Liuyue was a little curious and asked, "Why didn't he like it?"
Song Hanzheng seemed to fall into his memories.
"Because Li Feile was always causing trouble, and every time she made a mistake, she would push the blame onto her brother."
"She was young at the time, so their parents always thought Xinle was lying, and his punishments would be doubled."
"I disliked her ever since then."
Jiang Liuyue nodded and asked, "And then what happened?"
Song Hanzheng took a deep breath.
"Later on, the Li family went bankrupt. Uncle Li's company collapsed, but they owed a lot of debt."
"Creditors came to their door demanding money. In the end, he couldn't handle the pressure and jumped off a building to commit suicide."
"After he died, people said that a son must pay his father's debts. They didn't believe the Li family truly couldn't pay back a single cent. The biggest creditor, red-eyed with desperation, kidnapped Xinle on his way home from school."
"At that time, we were walking home from school together, so when they kidnapped him, they took me along as well."
