Sweet Beloved Reborn

Song Qinghuan didn’t know whether it was caused by the bouquet of the pink roses. She believed she had grown more narcissistic, because she actually felt Xu Ningzhou was harassing her!

It was impossible! Who was Xu Ningzhou? As a crown prince, he could get everything he wanted.

There was a reason why Song Qinghuan thought her narcissism was getting worse. Although Xu Ningzhou and Song Qinghuan had communicated before, they didn’t contact each other so frequently.

Now Xu Ningzhou made three phone calls a day, respectively in the morning, afternoon and evening on time, and he didn’t stop his WeChat chat with her. Besides, he sent her a video chat request exactly before she went to bed every night.

After being rejected by Song Qinghuan for the first time, he solemnly told her in his short message that he sent a video request by mistake. Then he made the best of the mistake and sent a video request once again as if he opened a gate to a new world.

Song Qinghuan got used to switching her cellphone to the flight mode in class, and she forgot to turn off the mode most often after class. Xu Ningzhou would call Shen Yinian and ask Song Qinghuan to answer the call at dinner time once he didn’t reach her.

It was acceptable when Xu Ningzhou did it once, but Song Qinghuan found it unbearable when he did it many times. She had to turn off the flight mode, and then switched to the silent mode. Fortunately, she had never been disturbed by Xu Ningzhou in class.

After a few days of observation, Song Qinghuan finally got to believe that she was too suspicious.

Xu Ningzhou spoke to her always in a polite and gentle way, cared about her but never crossed the line, and did nothing related to slightest sensuality or courting. Most of the time, he talked to her about later promotion of the film or about music.

Back in the university, there were too many couples around her. Song Qinghuan found that those young couples liked to express their love in public. The musically talented boys and girls truly had too many novel ways of courting others. In a half semester, a number of boys expressed love to her in different and impressive ways.

It was common to see some boys bringing breakfast to their girlfriends in front of the dormitory buildings in the early morning, or some boys running with their girlfriends at night, or some couples going hand in hand to Yuanyang Lake for a date, watching a movie, going to the library or the piano room.

Song Qinghuan recalled her interaction with Xu Ningzhou. Well, they did nothing like what was listed above.

So, in summary, she was self-sentimental. After figuring it out, Song Qinghuan was no longer worried and just treated Xu Ningzhou as a friend and business partner.

Song Qinghuan’s idea on their relationship was completely different from what Xu Ningzhou thought. In Xu Ningzhou’s view, Song Qinghuan was already his girl the moment he met her in the abandoned building.

Unexpectedly, he had been abroad for many years, and he almost mistook someone else for her after he came back home. Fortunately, he avoided the terrible misunderstanding and found his little fairy again. Now, his little fairy had grown even more attractive, and he would not let her go.

Xu Ningzhou thought he and Song Qinghuan were deep in live as a couple now. Since they were a loving couple, he had to make at least three phone calls a day, and had to alleviate the pain of love-sickness through video chat.

Sitting behind his desk, Xu Ningzhou were fiddling with his cellphone with his right hand while burying himself in the mountains of papers, when Ms. Joy, IM’s editor-in-chief in the Greater China region, opened the door and entered his room with an appointment in advance.

“Hello.” Ms. Joy closed the door with a playful look. “Whose message are you waiting for? Who can make you check whether you cellphone works or not from time to time despite the tight schedule?” She spoke in standard Chinese.

Signing his name on one document, Xu Ningzhou did not look up. He just said with a proud smile, “My girlfriend.”

“When did you fall in love? I know nothing about it,” Ms. Joy said in surprise, “Does Anya know it?”

Looking up at the lady in front of him, with blonde hair and blue eyes, fair skin, a beautiful face and tender eyebrows, Xu Ningzhou put down his pen and said, “You’re the first to know.”

“Then I am very lucky.” Joy blinked and said, “To celebrate the end of your single life, I think you may accept IM’s exclusive interview this time. After all, as you’re back home from abroad now and you are the only heir to the Glory Consortium, your identity can be disclosed to the public.”

“No, I will not.” Xu Ningzhou looked at his phone once again but he didn’t find any reply from Song Qinghuan. Glancing at his wrist watch, he knew this was the lunch break. Song Qinghuan had no class this afternoon. Was she in the piano room as she didn’t make a reply?

Joy shrugged. This refusal was apparently expected. Xu Ningzhou had refused all interviews, but she knocked on the table, “I find a nice tea house on my way here. You won’t let me go back with an empty stomach, will you?” she said.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Slightly raising his eyebrow, Xu Ningzhou asked, “Manyuanchun?” Throughout CBD, this was the only tea house that could satisfy Ms. Joy.

“Let’s go.”

In the center of CBD, there was a tea house featuring luxury and antique beauty, and it was called “Manyuanchun”. Song Qinghuan came here for the second time. Last time, She met Qu Wenyou and his wife here when she had an appointment with Song Lan.

But this time, she was in a private room rather than a lobby seat.

A waitress in a cheongsam led Song Qinghuan to the private room with a doorplate of “Zhi Qiu”. She knocked politely on the door with a curved finger.

“Come in.” A woman’s voice came from inside.

Pushing the door open, the waitress bowed with a smile.

“Thank you,” Song Qinghuan entered the room.

With short red hair up to her ears, Zhao Ruotong looked more imposing in a gray lady’s plaid suit. After seeing Song Qinghuan come in, she nodded with a smile and raised her chin towards the opposite seat, “Have a seat.”

Song Qinghuan had no contact with Zhao Ruotong in her previous life. Zhao Ruotong was an manager of Jingyu and the partner of Jingyu Studio. She discovered Jingyu and brought her into the entertainment circle. Endowed with extraordinary vision, she made the greatest achievement by turning Jingyu into a well-known international actress.

Although Song Qinghuan did not know why Zhao Ruotong made a private appointment with her, she just sat down naturally on the opposite side of Zhao Ruotong and felt at ease. Picking up a tea cup, Zhao Ruotong poured the rose tea she ordered into it and then passed it to Song Qinghuan.

After all this, Zhao Ruotong handed a business card to Song Qinghuan. With a light smile from beginning to end, she said, “Introduce myself one more time, Zhao Ruotong, a manager.”

Song Qinghuan rubbed Zhao Ruotong’s business card with her fingertips. Her position was Vice President of Jingyu Studio. Song Qinghuan put down the business card and looked up at Zhao Ruotong with a smile, “I wonder why you came to see me?” she asked.

Zhao Ruotong was a top manager in the circle. Numerous stars wanted to curry favor with her, and it was easy for her to make an actor or actress famous with the resources in hand.

Others could not wait to ingratiate themselves with her, but not Song Qinghuan.