mtlumby2d Chapter 248 Letting go
Chapter 248 Letting go
Yang Xining's heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought that something was wrong.
In order to confirm his identity, she accidentally read his surface thoughts and found out that his name was Rong Tao and he was an idol star.
People were coming and going on the street, and Yang Xining felt like countless gazes were piercing his back like needles.
She had to end this dangerous conversation as soon as possible.
"Aren't you a star? I often see news about you on the Internet." She explained reluctantly.
"I see." Rong Tao's expression relaxed slightly.
Qingyan suddenly ran up to Rong Tao, looked up and asked, "Uncle, so you are a celebrity? No wonder you wear a hat and sunglasses?"
Rong Tao forced a smile and dropped his disguise. "I guess so. I've only been in the industry for a year." He looked at Yang Xining. "That's why I recognized you. I've seen countless beauties in the past five years, but none of them have your...charm."
In the sunlight, Rong Tao's face is fully revealed - delicate features, fair skin, and a sparkling diamond earring on his right ear. He is indeed a face suitable for the screen.
But at this moment, this face was full of worry and confusion.
"Hey, is that Rong Tao?" Suddenly a girl stopped and started taking out her cell phone.
Rong Tao seemed nervous too. He looked around and said in a low voice, "It's not safe here. We need to talk somewhere else."
"We have nothing to talk about." Yang Xining protected the two children and prepared to leave.
Rong Tao, however, blocked her way and said, "Please, don't leave yet. I finally get to see you again."
Qinglan suddenly grabbed her mother's hand and said, "Mom, so many people are watching us."
Yang Xining had a headache, after all, this boy was a public figure.
"Mr. Rong, please..."
Yang Xining's words were interrupted by a commotion.
“It’s really Rong Tao!” Several young girls screamed and surrounded him, “Can we take a photo?”
Rong Tao quickly put on his sunglasses and put on a professional smile: "Of course." Taking advantage of the break in the group photo, he quietly slipped a note to Yang Xining and whispered: "Meet at this place at 7 o'clock tonight. If you don't show up, I might tell everyone that you are my girlfriend."
"You!" Yang Xining was so angry that his teeth were itching.
This guy is such a scoundrel!
Rong Tao was soon surrounded by more fans.
Yang Xining took the opportunity to take the children away quickly.
A private club in Beijing
Rong Tao tapped his fingertips on the table irritably, his eyes constantly scanning towards the door.
At seven o'clock sharp.
seven fifteen.
Seven thirty.
Yang Xining did not come.
He looked down at the secretly taken photo on his phone five years ago - Yang Xining was facing sideways towards them, sitting in front of the mirror in the barber shop, his long hair like a waterfall, and his profile looked particularly soft under the warm yellow light.
"I got stood up..." He curled the corner of his mouth in self-mockery, picked up the iced American coffee on the table and took a big gulp, the bitterness spreading on the tip of his tongue.
"Taozi!"
A clear voice came from behind. Rong Tao turned around and saw Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui striding into the box.
Lu Tianlin was wearing a casual T-shirt and had a sunny smile.
Yan Hui was wearing a black training suit, with a neat crew cut and a sharp look unique to a soldier between his brows.
"Why are you here?" Rong Tao forced a smile.
"I was just passing by and heard them say you were here." Lu Tianlin pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at him. "What's wrong? Did your brother provoke you again?"
Yan Hui raised an eyebrow: "I don't think so. Could he have been dumped by some female celebrity?"
"Get lost." Rong Tao cursed with a smile, but he couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.
Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui looked at each other and tacitly agreed not to ask any further questions.
"Come on, I'll take you somewhere." Lu Tianlin patted his shoulder. "The Yang Family Martial Arts School. I learned fighting there when I was a kid. I happened to have an appointment with Yan Hui to meet Uncle Yang today to reminisce about the past."
"Yang Family Martial Arts School?" Rong Tao was stunned, and the faces of Yang Xining and the two children flashed through his mind.
"Yes, Uncle Yang is a very kind person, and Brother Ning will be in the capital these days. With her here, the food at the martial arts hall tonight may be especially delicious." Lu Tianlin said with a smile, "It's a good opportunity for you to relax."
"Brother Ning? Is he the person you have admired since childhood?" Rong Tao asked doubtfully.
"Yes, she came back these two days." Lu Tianlin's eyes flashed with excitement.
Rong Tao hesitated for a moment, then nodded as if possessed by a force: "Okay, let's go."
Yang Family Martial Arts School - Backyard
Yang Xining was concentrating on stirring the sweet and sour pork ribs in the pot, and the rich aroma filled the entire kitchen.
Qingyan stood on tiptoe beside the stove, staring eagerly at the pot: "Mom, when can we eat?"
"Wait five more minutes." Yang Xining smiled and picked up a small piece with chopsticks and let it cool. "Let's taste it first."
Qingyan opened her mouth to take it, and was so hot that she gasped but was reluctant to spit it out: "Good!"
Qinglan sat quietly on a small stool picking vegetables, the mark of Poseidon on his forehead faintly visible under the light.
Yang Mingjun walked into the kitchen and glanced at the six dishes and one soup on the stove: "Are there any guests today?"
"Well, Tianlin and Xiaohui said they wanted to bring a friend." Yang Xining wiped his hands and said, "Dad, you go and rest first. I'll take care of this."
Lu Tianlin's hearty laughter came from outside the courtyard: "Uncle Yang! We are here!"
Yang Xining took off her apron and walked out of the kitchen, bumping into three people walking into the yard.
Her eyes swept across Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui, and finally fell on Rong Tao behind her, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
Rong Tao also froze in place, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".
"Brother Ning!" Lu Tianlin ran over excitedly, "This is my junior high school classmate Rong Tao. I brought him here to taste your cooking!"
"You..." Rong Tao hesitated to speak.
Yan Hui keenly sensed the strange atmosphere between the two: "Do you... know each other?"
"do not know."
"do not know?"
Yang Xining's response was very negative, while Rong Tao's was a question.
But Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui could tell that the two people didn't know each other.
Yang Xining sighed secretly: "Come in and talk."
In the restaurant, Qingyan looked at Rong Tao curiously and whispered, "Hey, it's the handsome uncle from the daytime!"
Rong Tao forced a smile, but his eyes could not move away from Yang Xining.
Tonight she was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, with her long hair casually tied into a ponytail.
But still damn charming!
"Why do they call you Brother Ning?" Rong Tao always thought that the "Brother Ning" that Tianlin and Yan Hui were talking about was a man.
The three of them looked at each other.
Yang Xining had no choice but to perfunctorily answer: "When I was a child, I liked to dress up as a boy."
This far-fetched explanation made Rong Tao frown even more, but he tactfully didn't ask any further questions.
At the dinner table, Yang Xining's cooking skills received unanimous praise, and even Rong Tao, who was preoccupied with his worries, had to admit that this was the most delicious home-cooked meal he had ever eaten.
Qingyan and Qinglan sat obediently on the side, occasionally peeking curiously at this "handsome uncle".
"Brother Ning, how long will you stay this time?" Lu Tianlin asked while eating.
"It depends." Yang Xining picked up a piece of fish for Qinglan. "Maybe in about a week, Qingyan and Qinglan will have to go back to kindergarten."
"What's wrong? Isn't she from Beijing?" Rong Tao interrupted.
"No, I'm from another place and just happened to get married and moved to City A." Yang Xining answered calmly, deliberately avoiding Rong Tao's inquiring gaze.