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Chapter Thirty-Five

Her eyes turned and said, "Brother Xuan, I've really gone in."

Ming Jingxuan said in a gentle voice: "Go, I'll watch you go in and I'll leave."

"Okay, then we'll see you next day."

“See you next day.”

After saying goodbye to Ming Jingxuan, she walked along the cement path to her home.

"Qinglian, Qinglian, you are back." As soon as she took out the key and wanted to open the iron door in the yard, she heard a hurrying voice calling her name.

Turning around, Lin Acheng ran towards him from another path with a breathless and sweating profusely.

"Brother Ah Cheng?" Song Qinglian couldn't help but be surprised: "It's so late, why are you here? Where are you going?"

"Sister Qinglian, you are so worried." Before Lin Acheng's breath could calm down, he spoke with a worried look on his face: "Why are you not going home so late? I have searched many places but haven't found you. I'm really worried that something will happen to you."

"In the evening, I went to your house to find you and wanted to send you some fruits and vegetables. You didn't respond to knocking on the door. When I came back later when you sold sachets in the market, I waited for you at home for a while."

"But after a long time, you still didn't come back. I was worried that something would happen to you, so I went to Baishan Road to find you, but I kept looking for you where you couldn't find it, and I still didn't see you, so I was in a hurry."

"Where are you going? You're back in the middle of the night. What if something happens, how can you have a good life?"

Seeing him so worried, Song Qinglian not only felt a little guilty, but she lowered her head and felt a little guilty: "Brother Cheng, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you where I went in advance. It's Qinglian's fault for you after you have been worried for so long."

Lin Acheng's face was still worried, "Qinglian, where did you go? But what accident happened? Did something happen to you?"

"No, Brother Acheng." Song Qinglian quickly denied: "Brother Acheng, you are too worried. No accident happened. I went to see Brother Xuan's performance. Because it was a late performance, I came back a little late, which made you worry."

"Brother Xuan?" Lin Acheng was surprised when he heard her name and asked, "But the celebrity Minghuitang, Mr. Ming Jingxuan?"

"Yes." Song Qinglian answered truthfully: "He prepared this performance for me, so I have to go."

Lin Acheng was even more surprised: "Qinglian, when did you get so close to the celebrity in Minghuitang? What happened between you?"

"It's nothing." Thinking of Ming Jingxuan's careful and gentle treatment, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but overflow.

"It was a coincidence that I was in trouble with my father on Baishan Road that day. He helped me get rid of it, so I got to know him."

"Later, he recognized me as the one who threw sachets off the stage, so he customized a lot of sachets from me. In order to thank me, he invited me to see this performance."

"So that's how it is." Lin Acheng nodded.

But seeing her go home so late, she couldn't help but worry: "Even if you go to Mr. Xuan's performance, you can't come back so late. It's so unsafe for you to be a girl's house and walk so far away by yourself!"

"It's okay." Song Qinglian smiled softly: "It was Brother Xuan who sent me back in person. With him here, nothing will happen. Brother Cheng, don't worry, I have nothing to do."

"He sent you back?" Lin Acheng was a little disbelief: "Qinglian, you didn't lie to me, is it really Mr. Xuan who sent you back?"

"He is a popular artist in the capital. He is such a proud person. He ignores the spectators who like him. How could he send you back in person?"

"No, Brother Acheng, you misunderstood. He is not that kind of person." Seeing Acheng misunderstood, she quickly explained.

Thinking of the warm scenes of getting along with Ming Jingxuan, layers of ripples in my heart were involuntarily waving.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she held the cuffs in her hand: "Brother Xuan, he is not what you imagined. Although he was arrogant when he was on the stage, under the stage, he was kind and considerate, completely different from what he saw on the stage."

"I haven't known him for long, but he takes good care of me. He would rather ignore the funeral after the performance than send me home safely before he can rest assured."

"He is really a good person..."

Speaking of this, Song Qinglian's face was already covered with gentleness.

Seeing her expression, Lin Acheng's heart suddenly shook. Her little daughter's expression was unprecedented. Could it be that she was treating Mr. Xuan...

His heart rose, "Is he okay in your heart?"

"Yes." Song Qinglian didn't realize Lin Acheng's uneasiness, but just said truthfully: "Brother Xuan is really good. I appreciate not only his character on the stage, but also his kindness off the stage."

After hearing her words, Lin Acheng's heart felt like it was poured by water, and it was cold in an instant, with a little disbelief, "Qinglian, you...you...you...will you have any different thoughts on him?"

"Ah?" Song Qinglian's heart trembled suddenly when she heard Lin Acheng ask. Why did Lin Acheng and Lu Shuangshuang have such a view of themselves?

Could it be that their own performance made them think of something, or that something cannot be hidden in their hearts...

But no matter whether it is or not, how could she admit it like this?

She shook her head quickly and whispered: "No, no... Brother Xuan and I are just good friends, I don't know anything else..."

Speaking of this, her heart actually thumped. She obviously wanted to explain, but she didn't know what to say.

Seeing Song Qinglian's panic look, Lin Acheng's heart became even colder. Song Qinglian never lies. Maybe she didn't understand feelings when she was young, but seeing her expression, she must have had something unexplained to Ming Jingxuan.

But seeing that she was like this, he couldn't continue asking questions.

At the age when she was in love, it was ordinary for someone to come into her heart by chance, but why was that person Ming Jingxuan, not herself?

Before she understood this feeling, he wanted to break her fantasy about Ming Jingxuan, but he couldn't bear it after all.

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