C228 (2/2)

There was no music to accompany her, and her voice was clear and soft, with an afternoon fragrance under the rose canopy, reminiscent of a schoolboy's dream of young and pure beauty.

Zhong Yuqing closed his eyes. He wanted to hear her heart, but this time, Tang Xiao Ai's singing didn't contain any of that youth's first love nor did it contain any superfluous feelings. She was just mechanically singing for him.

She had been trained to be docile to the point that she had no self-awareness. As long as she was with him, she would habitually obey his orders.

He liked docile and obedient women, but now, Zhong Yuqing was hoping more and more that she would have her own stubborn and weird little quirk. If she didn't want it, she could say ”no” instead of being manipulated by him like a robot.

”Ettoutes mespeines, Trouverontl 'oubliunjourou' autre, Quandjetrouverail 'amour...”

When she first stood on the stage and sang this song, she thought of her wonderful student days. She thought of the boy she had a crush on, and half a year had passed. When she sang this song again, many things had changed, and she was no longer able to recall her wonderful past.

”Did Little Love find her love?” Zhong Yuqing suddenly asked.

Tang Xiao Yi looked into his eyes. She was sitting on his lap, making up for the difference in height. She just so happened to look into his eyes.

”Why did you suddenly ask such a question?” Tang Xiao Yi shifted her gaze away. She did not dare meet the eyes of the owner for more than five seconds. She felt that they were not from the same world and that he was a terrifying monster that would be eaten if she looked at him for too long.

”I want to know.” Zhong Yuqing hadn't used this kind of heart chattering tone with her for a long time. Ever since Tang Xiao Ai became his lover, he would always bring her into his lover's world instead of such a leisurely and chattering world of friends.

”Aren't you?” Tang Xiao Ai kicked back the cactus with her bare hands. Zhong Shuangqing's question was really laughable. How could she still be delusional in love? It was hard to find true love in the entertainment circle, and she was also Zhong Yueqing's secret lover. Their relationship in her heart was not a proper relationship, a relationship unrelated to love!

”You really think so?” Zhong Yuqing pressed her against his chest. He liked the feeling of holding her, soft as a cloud.

”Do you want to hear the truth?” Tang Xiaoyi was silent for a moment before she leaned on Zhong Yuanzhi's shoulder and asked in a soft voice.

If anyone had come in to see this scene, they would have thought they were a pair of beloved lovers. The way Zhong had hugged her was the way a man doted on a woman, especially a man like Zhong. Only when he really liked a woman would he treat her like a child.

”Of course.” Zhong Yuqing said while kissing her hair.

”Do you like Nietzsche?” Tang Xiaoyi was silent for a long time. She was obviously considering whether or not she would make Zhong Yuqing unhappy.

”We don't seem to know much about each other. You don't even know my hobbies.” Zhong Yuqing gently caressed her back. If she hadn't let Qin Junning make her a star, she wouldn't have been so busy, so busy that she didn't have time to get to know him properly.

Zhong Yuqing didn't like geniuses or madmen. He was a practical person who liked people like Zhang Juzheng.

”Nietzsche once said that what man ultimately loves is his desire, not what he wants. Do you agree with that? ” Tang Xiao Ai didn't give a positive answer, but used Nietzsche's words to indirectly answer Zhong's question.

Zhong Yuqing's lips curled up into a vague smile. His lover had become crafty, actually allowing him to answer his own questions.

True, what he ultimately loved was his own desire, but he also wanted what he wanted.

He was an ambitious person. The moment he set his eyes on a target, he would go all out. He definitely wouldn't give up halfway.

”Little Love, the show business isn't suitable for you. You should do some academic work.” Zhong Yuqing said while holding her soft waist.