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Chapter 53 What a realistic woman! [Please continue reading!]

Si Ruoxuan kept saying "Ah" for a while, but when she realized that Lin Qingsong didn't ask any further questions, but instead looked at her with a smile and crossed his arms, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Aren't you curious?"

"If you were truly in love, you wouldn't bring up this topic." Lin Qingsong is a seasoned veteran; if he didn't have this kind of insight, he would have already been taken in by some scumbag woman and become her personal plumber.

"Haha, that's true." Si Ruoxuan nodded slightly, then said cheerfully, "I'm just teasing you. I don't like men. I have two or three girls waiting for me in Kyoto. I don't have time to be attracted to you."

Lin Qingsong wasn't surprised; after all, artists are known for their quirks.

He knew someone who liked to cook himself a good meal before painting, then take out a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and paint while eating and drinking.

After the wine was finished and everyone was drunk, the painting was almost done.

For someone like Si Ruoxuan, who simply likes artists of the same sex, it's already considered extremely normal.

"Wait a minute, Xuanxuan, judging from what you're saying, you should be the one who took the initiative. So how did you meet Brother Qi?" Lin Qingsong suddenly thought of something.

Qi Nan is also a lesbian, and she's the one who takes the initiative. Logically speaking, Si Ruoxuan and Qi Nan shouldn't have such a good relationship.

Si Ruoxuan raised an eyebrow: "We're two-way friends. With a man as manly as Seventh Brother, who could wait?"

"Cattle."

Lin Qingsong gave a thumbs up.

That's why they're artists.

Even a simple homosexual relationship can be manipulated into a bisexual one.

"Alright, you had a pretty good time today." Si Ruoxuan raised her wrist, checked the time, and took out her phone. "I've transferred your salary. Xiao Lin, you can leave now."

Looking at the 30,000 yuan she transferred over.

Lin Qingsong was taken aback.

Qi had previously told him it would cost 10,000 yuan for half a day.

Even if I spent the whole day playing with Si Ruoxuan, it should have cost 20,000 yuan. How come there's an extra 10,000 yuan?

As if sensing Lin Qingsong's thoughts, Si Ruoxuan spoke up at the right moment: "Didn't you broaden my horizons today and even let me take a photo with Zhang Ruonan? Consider this extra 10,000 yuan as a reward for broadening my horizons!"

She is, after all, an agent for a high-end gallery, and although her annual salary is not a million, it is not far off.

She had such a pleasant time with Lin Qingsong today, she was happy to give him an extra 10,000 yuan.

"Alright, then thank you for the tip, Xuanxuan!" Lin Qingsong accepted the tip with a smile without any hesitation. Looking at the setting sun, he said, "It's getting late. How about we find a place to have a meal together? It's on me."

"Anna, would you like to come along?" Si Ruoxuan asked, looking at Anna, who was standing next to Lin Qingsong and had incredibly long legs.

"No, she needs to go back and rest today. She has several brand fashion shows and interviews tomorrow."

Many brands have recently started to warm up for Shanghai Fashion Week, and the most obvious sign is that the number of shows held by these brands is gradually increasing.

He alone brought in double-digit brand fashion show events for the company, so Anna, the company's ace, certainly couldn't possibly miss such a grand event.

Today's shoot is Anna's last advertising campaign for the near future; she will be focusing all her time on runway shows from now on.

At most, during my spare time, I'll accept some light-hearted photo shoots from acquaintances.

"Oh, I see. Then I won't go either."

Hearing Si Ruoxuan's words without the slightest hesitation, Lin Qingsong said speechlessly, "Fine, fine, Ruoxuan, aren't you being a bit too realistic?"

"Haha, when you come to Kyoto, I'll treat you to dinner! Forget about today, Anna, if you're not coming, I can just meet up with that cute girl I met before." Si Ruoxuan said this, then left with an incredibly nonchalant air. Watching Si Ruoxuan's retreating figure, Anna couldn't help but ask curiously, "Lin, is this Miss Si the same as Seventh Brother?"

Although her Mandarin isn't very good, after so many years of study, she can barely understand it.

"Well, there are some differences."

Lin Qingsong thought about it and realized that things were still somewhat different.

At least Seventh Brother was the one who took the initiative, unlike Si Ruoxuan who took all the risks.

"Okay." Anna shrugged indifferently. "Looks like I'll have to be careful if I see her again."

Lin Qingsong hitched a ride with the company to take Anna back to her apartment, and he didn't get home until around 9 p.m.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoguai had already been fed by He Xue, Lin Qingsong went over and petted him a couple of times before walking to the refrigerator to get some milk for dinner.

"Brother Lin is back." Hearing the voice, He Xue peeked out from her bedroom: "Have you eaten?"

Because Wang Zhou was in a hurry to return to Kyoto, the crew did not prepare boxed meals for the night, but only gave each person 30 yuan as a meal allowance.

Lin Qingsong really hadn't eaten a meal because of this.

"Not yet, I'll just have some milk later."

Hearing Lin Qingsong's words, He Xue came out of the house and said, "Although drinking milk is nutritious enough, you've been busy outside all day. It would be more comfortable to have a hot meal than just milk. Brother Lin, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you. Anyway, you need to take a shower, so I can finish cooking by the time you're done."

Lin Qingsong hesitated for a moment, and before he could say anything, he saw He Xue walk into the kitchen and put on an apron: "Brother Lin, please don't be so polite with me!"

"Okay, I see there's still some rice in the fridge, so let's keep it simple and make me some fried rice with eggs."

"Okay, Brother Lin, I cooked this rice last night, and it's very fresh. I'll freeze it a bit to make fried rice with eggs. I'll also make some red melon soup later. It'll be ready by the time you finish your shower." He Xue finished speaking and started getting busy.

Watching her virtuous figure in the kitchen, Lin Qingsong felt a warmth in his heart for no reason.

It feels really good to have someone cook for you when you get home.

After showering, he looked at the golden fried rice and steaming cucumber soup on the table and couldn't help but sigh to He Xue beside him:

"Xiaoxue, whoever marries you will be truly blessed."

He Xue sat down next to Lin Xiaoguai, holding the cat, and said modestly while petting the cat, "Brother Lin, you're exaggerating. I was just doing it casually."

"No exaggeration, this fried rice is just as good as that of a restaurant chef!"

Perhaps because he was tired from shopping with Si Ruoxuan all day, Lin Qingsong took a bite of the egg fried rice and felt that the aroma of the eggs, the saltiness of the soy sauce, and the chewy texture of the frozen rice were all just right.

During the meal, Lin Qingsong and He Xue chatted for a while, and he learned that the educational institution where He Xue worked had been doing poorly recently.

They are working to reduce costs and increase efficiency, and even the base salary has been cut by several hundred yuan.

Therefore, He Xue has recently been using her spare time to study the prospects.

"Don't bother researching it. I'll ask my friend if he needs more people, and I'll recommend him to you. Once you have experience, it'll be much easier for you to find someone later."

Given his relationship with Jia Feng, there's absolutely no problem with him securing a future with Jia Feng.

He Xue didn't know what to say. She clearly wanted to thank Lin Qingsong, but he ended up helping her again.

She felt she owed Lin Qingsong more and more.

(End of this chapter)