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There wasn't much color between her and her friend. It was clear and light like a cup of water, transparent and hard to spoil.

”I thought you didn't care what other people thought.” Zhong Yuqing took a sip of the red wine and said.

”I don't care. I just think that fate is very good at making fun of people.” In the past, Tang Xiao Ai had been busy studying and earning money to support her family. She couldn't even take care of her family and relatives, so how could she have the time to think about other people's thoughts?

”However, those who are willing to approach you should like you very much.” Zhong Yuqing knew everything about Tang Xiao Ai like the back of her hand. She only had two or three good friends, and each of them were true friends.

”Very few people are willing to approach me.” Tang Xiao Ai self-deprecatingly said, ”Maybe in their eyes, I'm just a monster that only knows how to study. I don't have any feelings, I don't have any fun, and I don't like lively topics to talk about, so I get along with them a lot …” ”How boring.”

”You must have read this saying. It's not real. It's just light.” Zhong Yuqing calmly said, ”There is another saying. The preserves are not sweet and the seafood is not salty. That is what I mean.”

”You also read this kind of book?” Tang Xiaoyi was a bit surprised as she had heard of the history of Zhong Guoqing. He studied abroad and was studying international economics. She did not expect him to have studied ancient Chinese literature.

”It was taught by Chairman Mao. Anyone who can chew the root can do all sorts of things.” Zhong Yuqing smiled. Didn't businessmen need to read books?

”I... It's just that I'm surprised you remember it so clearly. ” Tang Xiaoyi immediately explained. She was a bookworm and didn't like to talk too much. However, if she started to talk about literature, she would immediately go on and on.

”You think I only study economics, but only philosophy and psychology, don't you?” Seeing that she was a bit embarrassed, Zhong Yuqing helped her to ease her embarrassment.

The Emperor Zhong in Tang Xiao Ai's heart was someone who would read thick capitalism in German or Russian when she was free. She was a scholar and would read the same books as Fang and Yuan. She had never thought about knowing who Emperor Zhong was.

If the exam was used as an analogy, to Tang Xiaoyi, who was a genius at the exam, Zhong Yuqing was like a test paper that did not belong to her own field of expertise.

However, Zhong Yuqing was a very charming exam paper. If one were to accidentally glance at the contents within, they would definitely be attracted to it.

Tang Xiao Ai found that she was able to fall asleep anytime she fell asleep.

Could it be that the temperature and environment of a foreign country was perfect for breeding lazy cells?

A strand of jet-black hair was entwined between Zhong Yuqing's slender fingers. He suddenly felt that raising a pet was not a bad idea.

A cute and soft pet, it allowed him to enjoy life in his free time.

However, being his pet had very high requirements as well as many variables. It was not something an ordinary girl could handle because she might still be in love with him the night before and would be exiled the moment he woke up.

The reason he had taken a fancy to her was because her body and personality were very much to his liking, so he wanted her to become a constant companion.

However, a traditional girl like Tang Xiao Ai definitely did not like such unstable emotions. What she wanted was a calm that would last for a long time, not an intense and fleeting moment.

He just wanted to find a pet that could calm his heart, not love.

Mature men shouldn't fall in love. They don't believe in fairy tales anymore and look for women to satisfy their lust.

Love is only a woman's patent, men indulge in love, is a weak performance.

Zhong Yuqing lowered his eyes and looked at her calm sleeping appearance under the warm light. He recalled Qin Junning's words: If you can't give her peace for a long time, then don't come and disturb her world.

Tang Xiao Ai did not dream tonight; she had not slept so peacefully for a long time. It was just like when she was a child in her mother's embrace; she had dreamt all night long of daybreak.

The next day, Tang Xiaoyi was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone. She closed her eyes and touched the source of the noise. She didn't even look at the phone number as she directly answered the call.