That Girl Who Skipped Class — You're In Big Trouble! - chapter 19

Chapter 19

An Qingyang got into the car, and Zhang Xiaoxiao chewed gum with a smacking sound: “I thought you weren’t coming.”

“I’ve skipped so many classes already, one more won’t hurt,” An Qingyang fastened her seatbelt and glanced at the cheerful Zhang Xiaoxiao, “Did you make up with Sister Song?”

“We broke up.”

An Qingyang suddenly understood: “No wonder you have time to hang out with me today. Doesn’t President Zhang usually keep busy? So, tell me, where are we going?” Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoxiao’s expression became awkward. She took her hands off the steering wheel, reached back to touch her head, and said, “An’an, could you come with me to see Eileen?”

As soon as An Qingyang heard this, she was about to get out of the car. Zhang Xiaoxiao quickly locked the doors. She grabbed An Qingyang’s shoulder, sounding anxious: “Don’t leave yet, listen to me first…”

“I don’t want to listen, and I’m not going to see her!”

“No, Yingying is currently discussing a collaboration with her. You know they know each other, right? I’ve been calling her for days, and she won’t answer. I finally found out where she is. If I don’t try hard now, we’re really finished. Please do me a favor and come with me for moral support?” Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at An Qingyang piteously.

“Then find someone else! You heard what Xiao Xuan said about me the other day. I’m not interested in investigating her privately, and I don’t want to meet anyone related to Xiao Xuan!”

“How is this investigating?” Zhang Xiaoxiao was getting frantic. “You’re just coming with me to help me win back my girlfriend. Besides, don’t you really want to meet Xiao Xuan’s ex-girlfriend? Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat.”

An Qingyang quieted down. She looked at the rearview mirror by the car window: “Xiaoxiao, Xiao Laoshi and I are over. She doesn’t like me.”

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at An Qingyang’s pale face and sighed: “After Xiao Xuan and Eileen broke up, she was deeply hurt emotionally. Someone as strong as her is bound to set up a very high psychological defense. In recent years, she also has fewer and fewer friends. Yingying and I were so happy to see how much she cares about you. Be a little more patient with her, okay? No matter how much older she is than you, she needs to be cherished. This is our duty as a ‘T’.” After she finished speaking, she noticed An Qingyang’s eyes rolling across her face in scrutiny: “Do I look like a ‘T’?”

Zhang Xiaoxiao stared at An Qingyang for a while and then cleared her throat: “At least you can personally see what’s good about your rival and grasp more information about Xiao Xuan. That way, your chances will be higher. Hasn’t anyone taught you such a simple trick for chasing girls?”

An Qingyang frowned, opened her bag, and took out a box of foundation cream: “Fine, I’ll go with you.”

…

It was evening. On the artificial lake at Junrui Plaza, crystal lamps hanging above lit up one by one. There was a two-story Art Deco style building on the lake. Since it wasn’t the weekend, there weren’t many people in the restaurant, but the faint murmur of a few people could be heard from the tables near the windows.

When Zhang Xiaoxiao sat down, Song Yingming was struggling with a piece of steak that she couldn’t cut. An Qingyang glanced at the person next to her—dressed in a sharp grey pantsuit, with long black straight hair, looking meticulously groomed.

Eileen turned to look at An Qingyang, a look of confusion in her slender eyes: “And this is?”

An Qingyang showed a slight smile: “Hello, An Qingyang, Xiao Xuan’s girlfriend,” completely ignoring the astonishment of Song Yingming and Zhang Xiaoxiao, “You must be Eileen?”

Eileen narrowed her eyes: “That’s very interesting. You remind me a lot of myself ten years ago.”

“Haha, Eileen, long time no see,” Zhang Xiaoxiao touched her ear, “Are you two done talking? I’m here to take Yingying home.”

Eileen took a sip of juice: “Xiaoxiao is still as lovely as ever. I envy you two.” Before Song Yingming across from her could speak, Zhang Xiaoxiao hugged her shoulder: “Hahahahaha, of course! Could you give us a moment? An’an, you two chat first.” With that, Zhang Xiaoxiao pulled Song Yingming out, and they awkwardly walked to the outside balcony.

Eileen turned her head back: “You came to see me because you have something to ask?”

An Qingyang finally got a good look at her face. It was a beautiful yet strange face. Beneath a straight nose was a seductive mouth, and a mole below the corner of her lip made her look soft and charming, yet this softness was tempered by finely drawn eyebrows, making her appear both sharp and alluring. It was hard to believe this face could captivate the iceberg that was Xiao Xuan.

Thinking of Xiao Xuan, An Qingyang felt a pang in her heart. She controlled her emotions and spoke calmly: “Not really, I had plans with Xiaoxiao today, so I just dropped by.”

Eileen raised an eyebrow: “I don’t think so. Although Xiao Xuan and I had an unforgettable memory together, that’s all in the past. You don’t have to worry.”

An unforgettable memory? An Qingyang was silent for a moment, then said: “I remember Uncle Cheng mentioning you, but I’ve been to Australia many times and never saw you.”

“You are An Zixiang’s daughter? Yáng Yáng?” Eileen was slightly surprised, and then said with satisfaction: “I see. In that case, I must remind you. Do you know why Xiao Xuan broke up with me back then? My brother gave her a sum of money, and she returned to China, abandoning the fiancée she was about to marry.”

“Does that have anything to do with me?”

“I don’t know. Maybe one day, she’ll abandon you too for a sum of money,” Eileen smiled, leaning closer to An Qingyang, “You are An Zixiang’s daughter, and you will have a large share in the future of the company. You should be very clear about this.”

So? Giving up Xiao Xuan benefits you? An Qingyang opened her eyes wide: “Mm, but I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”

“Sister, whether she likes you or your background, you need to see clearly.”

“I don’t mind. Whether she likes me or my background, it’s still liking,” An Qingyang stuck out her tongue, “Are you and Uncle Cheng perhaps misunderstanding Xiao Laoshi?”

“Misunderstanding is not the word. It’s just that over time, I’ve seen some things clearly,” Eileen took another sip of juice, “You are still young. When you grow up, you will realize that people who like others’ ‘shells’ are the least worthy of being liked.”

“Is that so? You seem a lot like the kind of person you’re talking about. I’m a little confused about why Xiao Laoshi ever liked you.”

Eileen gave a big smile: “Because she and I are the same kind of people.”