As Duan Jinghong needed to meet with Song Xin after returning to China, she returned all alone on a separate flight to the rest of her group members.
Song Xin said she'd pick her up and welcome her home, so she waited at the airport as promised. However, after Duan Jinghong arrived, she walked right up to Song Xin's face, yet Song Xin did not recognize her.
In the past, Duan Jinghong either wore activewear or gender-neutral clothing. When had she ever worn jeans, a trench coat, andhigh heels?
Most importantly, Duan Jinghong suddenly had an outstanding presence about her. In comparison, Song Xin felt like she was Duan Jinghong's assistant in her casual clothing.
"Why are you suddenly so stylish?" Song Xin didn't notice, but her words subconsciously contained a trace of jealousy.
"I didn't know how to tidy myself up in the past. Since I went all the way to South Korea, I thought I'd bring back a thing or two I had learned there. This look isn't bad right?" Duan Jinghong asked as she held back a smile.
"I am more used to how you looked in the past." Song Xin couldn't tell Duan Jinghong that she wasn't allowed to be prettier than her, so she could only hint that her clothes didn't suit her.
Duan Jinghong understood what Song Xin was thinking, but she pretended not to care as she pulled open the car door and sat down beside her, "Where are we going now?"
"I haven't received any news about Tangning lately, have you?" Song Xin questioned Duan Jinghong about Tangning the first chance she got, even though she didn't understand why she would ask her. After all, she was well aware that Duan Jinghong couldn't possibly know anything, but she was perhaps too desperate to find out about Tangning's recent situation.
In reality, Duan Jinghong did actually know, but she couldn't possibly tell Song Xin.
"Don't you know better than I do? Why are you suddenly asking me?"
"It's just a casual question," even Song Xin found herself a bit ridiculous. "By the way, I received the verdict for the case with Hai Rui today. Although I made a small loss, I managed to free myself from them. Let's go have a drink and celebrate my freedom!"
"OK," Duan Jinghong replied casually.
But, in this short month or two, the world had changed a lot. Duan Jinghong was no longer a little manager that catered to Song Xin's needs; she had now debuted as a member of Hai Rui's most eye-catching girl group.
Perhaps it was due to Duan Jinghong's outfit, or perhaps it was due to her presence, as soon as the two women stepped into the safe and familiar bar, plenty of men found themselves looking towards her. Thus, neglecting Song Xin.
"You're standing out a bit too much. Why don't you change back to your usual look? Otherwise, if people find out that I'm here at this bar, I may appear on the headlines again," Song Xin was displeased. She did not feel comfortable with the situation. Especially since her usual follower had suddenly become more attractive than her. The frustration felt like a thousand ants were nibbling on her back.
But, who did she think Duan Jinghong was? How many years had she followed her? Would Duan Jinghong not know what she was truly thinking?
So, Duan Jinghong's lips curved upwards in secret, "These are already my plainest clothes. Why don't we drink at your place instead then?"
Song Xin didn't want to be compared to Duan Jinghong any longer, so she quickly nodded, "OK. My grandfather hasn't seen you for a while either."
After that, the two women left the bar and headed for the Song Family home.
As they entered through the front door, Song Xin's confident smile once again returned to her face. Even though Duan Jinghong had gotten prettier, she still didn't have a grandfather in politics, nor did she have an impressive family background.
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