Liu Yi’s heart skipped a beat, masking her surprise with an “Oh,” “Which Xin Peipei?”
“The one from ‘Heaven on Earth,’ who got second place in the ‘Dance Battle,'” Cheng Yu smirked, his eyes suddenly sharp on Liu Yi, “Don’t you know her?”
Mrs. Song’s smile grew even wider, and she said, “As long as you’re here, everything is fine.” She took Fu Xiaotang by the arm and led her inside, looking her over with affection. Noticing Xiaotang’s fashionable, both charming and dashing short hair, long silver earrings, and a dull white cotton dress with just a touch of lip gloss, she appeared even more radiant and elegant. Mrs. Song couldn’t help but praise her repeatedly, “How have you become even more beautiful?” Fu Xiaotang laughed, “Auntie, have you just had those sweet stuffed buns? Your words are so sweet.” Mrs. Song gently pinched her cheek, which was white with a hint of pink, and said with increasing fondness, “Xiaotang, be my daughter, I like you so much!”
Fu Xiaotang was stunned for a second, then softly said, “Auntie, I… I like you too.” Mrs. Song nodded repeatedly, overjoyed, “Great, today my son and his friends are here; let him witness this. Suddenly looking up, she saw Song Li, Cheng Yu, and Liu Yi all standing in the entrance, staring at them blankly, and exclaimed in surprise, “Oh, why are you all out here?” Before she could finish, she felt Fu Xiaotang stumble, and the small steamed buns she was holding fell to the ground.
From the moment Song Li heard Fu Xiaotang’s voice, he felt as if struck by lightning, unsure how he had reached the corridor. But upon seeing her silhouette, his heart seemed to install a booster, thumping heavily, all his blood rushing to that one spot, and in the vast world, only Fu Xiaotang’s figure remained visible.
