Ch 652: Tang Song finally let go of Han Du’er.
At the dining table, only the Boss and Lao Bao were conversing. Han Du’er ate her food silently, Tang Song casually drank his wine, Su Ling’er was hurriedly filling her stomach, and was also concerned about Jing Hua in the room.
Eating too quickly, she choked. Su Ling’er discovered her cup was empty.
“I haven’t touched mine.” Tang Song gentlemanly offered his untouched cup of Plain Water.
“Thank you.” For some reason, Su Ling’er really wanted to know Han Du’er’s expression at that moment, so she deliberately looked over. However, Han Du’er’s gaze was completely fixed on Lao Bao, not looking their way at all.
After drinking the water, feeling refreshed, Su Ling’er elegantly wiped her lips. “I’m full, you two eat slowly.”
After speaking, she left the dining table. She didn’t know if Jing Hua was awake, or if he was hungry. She should go to the kitchen and prepare him something to eat later.
The Boss gently swirled the Red Wine in his hand, his gaze glancing towards Tang Song, “I see you’re full as well.”
Tang Song’s gaze was too obvious, like it was glued to Su Ling’er. Only after her figure disappeared around the corner did he withdraw his gaze.
“Mm, you two eat slowly.”
From the beginning to the end of this meal, Tang Song hadn’t focused his gaze on Han Du’er much at all. His heart was completely captivated by Su Ling’er’s every move. He didn’t know why, or when it started, but he had slowly begun to care about this girl.
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Jing Hua woke up, leaning against the headboard, casually picking up a magazine from the bedside table to read.
Seeing Su Ling’er come in with food, warmth filled his heart.
“Were you hungry? I made noodles, I don’t know if you like them.”
Jing Hua’s lips curved into a slight smile, his bright eyes softening. “Thank you.”
The steaming noodles were placed in front of him. It was clear Su Ling’er wasn’t going to let him eat by himself. “Your wrist is injured, I’ll feed you. You don’t mind, do you?”
“My pleasure.” The simple four words, uttered from his thin lips, carried endless allure.
A man stood outside the door, witnessing every scene and every word inside.
Tang Song regretfully ruffled his hair. What was he doing? Why was he eavesdropping and spying here?
“You like her.”
Lao Bao’s words hit the mark.
The Boss and Han Du’er were still chatting at the dining table, so he wanted to speak to Tang Song privately.
Tang Song put one hand in his pocket, glared at Lao Bao, didn’t say much, and walked towards the nearby empty room.
“You’re not me, how do you know I like her?”
“I’m not blind, why can’t I tell?” Lao Bao smirked. “This is good, I don’t have to worry about you stealing Du’er anymore. Du’er and I are planning to get married next month.”
The word “marriage” made Tang Song’s heart sink. “So soon…”
Lao Bao patted his shoulder. “If you like Su Ling’er, you should pursue her earnestly. Don’t let someone else snatch her away.”
“To be honest, I don’t know if I care for Su Ling’er because her face is so similar to Han Du’er’s.” Tang Song was troubled. He couldn’t tell if it was because he couldn’t have Han Du’er that he shifted his attention to Su Ling’er.
“Absolutely not. You could tell from tonight at the dinner table.”
Sometimes, men understand men best.
Lao Bao clapped Tang Song’s shoulder hard. “Face your heart. In reality, you’ve already let go of Du’er, you just don’t realize it yet.”
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