Chapter 163: Chapter 163

Little Antagonist 9 (Selfish)

The newcomer turned out to be a little antagonist.

Tian Xiang looked again at the person in front of her.

About the same height as herself, with a pretty nice figure, hair styled up, fair skin, delicate and soft features, wearing appropriate makeup, with slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, well-maintained and hard to tell her exact age, could be anywhere from thirty to forty years old.

The woman smiled and said, "Xiangxiang, I’m Cheng’an’s mom."

Tian Xiang’s heart trembled; so this was the woman who abandoned her husband and child and stabbed the old man in the back.

No wonder she looks decent, she’s Meng Cheng’an’s biological mother.

Tian Xiang: "Comrade, what’s your name?"

Tian Xiang did not recognize this self-introduction from Meng Cheng’an’s mother.

The woman paused and said, "My surname is Shen, I’m Shen Yingqiu."

The name is quite poetic; it seems her family wasn’t ordinary either.

Also, back then, the Meng Family’s status was on par with today’s, and ordinary people couldn’t marry into it.

Tian Xiang had no intention of talking more with her, and just then the car arrived. She wanted to leave directly but was stopped by Shen Yingqiu grabbing her arm.

Tian Xiang looked at her coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

Shen Yingqiu’s voice contained a plea, "Can we talk? There’s a Western restaurant up ahead, I’ll treat you to a cup of coffee."

Tian Xiang: "I don’t like that stuff."

Last year, Meng Cheng’an had brought her a can of coffee.

Tian Xiang tried it; it was bitter and had a burnt taste to it. If not for its ability to energize, she wouldn’t have touched it, feeling like she was drinking traditional Chinese medicine.

Tian Xiang referred to something only available at foreign trade malls as "stuff," which startled Shen Yingqiu again. Then she curved her lips into a smile and said: "Then let’s not drink coffee, let’s go over there and have something casual to eat."

Tian Xiang looked at her indifferently, "Thank you for your kindness, but I’ve had breakfast."

Shen Yingqiu: "Can we not at least have a chat?"

Anyone could hear that the meal was just an excuse.

Tian Xiang: "Is there anything we can talk about?"

Shen Yingqiu’s eyes turned red, "There is. I..."

Tian Xiang raised her hand dismissively and said, "Hold it right there. If you’re only trying to use me to reconnect with Cheng’an, I advise you to abandon that thought. Although I haven’t married into the Meng Family yet, I’ve gone through the engagement and am officially the fiancée. I have the same standing to scold you. Let’s not make a scene out here on the street.

I’m young, but not a fool.

Your little schemes, well, give it up and stop showing off in front of me."

Coming all the way to the entrance of Meng Cheng’an’s school, needless to say, it was to mend ties.

She truly has a thick skin.

Back when trouble hit the Meng Family, she cut ties by stabbing them in the back, and now that the Meng Family is rising again, she wants to claim her son—dream on.

Tian Xiang clicked her tongue disdainfully, and just then, the car arrived again, so she got on directly.

Shen Yingqiu stood there watching her disappear from sight. It wasn’t until the bus left that she slowly lowered her raised hand and then murmured in disappointment, "Indeed, people from the countryside are so vulgar..."

Tian Xiang arrived at the library side.

Perhaps it was the start of the school term, the library was especially crowded.

Since Tian Xiang hadn’t received her student ID yet, she couldn’t apply for a library card and could only read newspapers and magazines in the public area.

She found a corner by the window and picked up several magazines to flip through.

Since the lifting of the college entrance exam restrictions, the situation had not been as severe as before; quite a few new magazines had sprung up in the past half year, some of which were story-oriented and quite engaging to read.

Tian Xiang was reading with great interest when someone tapped her shoulder again.

This was already the second time it happened that morning.

Tian Xiang instinctively frowned and looked back impatiently. When she made eye contact with the person behind her, she was momentarily surprised, then smiled and stood up.

"Classmate, it’s you!"

The person was a guy who had helped her out during the professional exam registration queue in Beijing earlier.

At that time, she was entangled with two antagonists, and everyone else was just watching the show. Only he spoke up on her behalf, saying a fair word.

Afterward, they had also encountered each other during the exam, but it was just a smile, a nod, a greeting from afar.

Unexpectedly, they ran into each other at the library this time, truly a coincidence.

Tian Xiang: "Did you pass the exam too?"

The guy nodded, blushing slightly, and extended his hand to Tian Xiang, "Hello comrade. We’ll be in the same class now. My name is Zhong Xuesong, I’m twenty-three this year, from Hu City."

The self-introduction was so formal, like he was applying for a job.

Tian Xiang found her new classmate quite adorable, smiled and looked above his head, her expression slowly turning stiff, the whole person frozen in place.

Zhong Xuesong, both excited and nervous, was eagerly waiting to shake hands with Tian Xiang, only to find her staring at his head motionlessly.

He thought she was sizing him up and his heart pounded wildly, his face reddened even more.

However, even after a while, Tian Xiang showed no other reaction. Feeling puzzled, he tentatively asked, "Classmate, classmate?"

Tian Xiang blinked and looked at him.

Zhong Xuesong: "Is there something wrong with my head?"

Tian Xiang: "No, nothing at all."

Seeing that his extended hand was still out, Tian Xiang laughed and said, "Sorry, I just suddenly thought of something else and got distracted."

Tian Xiang extended her hand, just lightly brushing against his, then said, "My surname is Tian, single character for Xiang. Congratulations, let’s help each other out from now on."

The name is so unique, just hearing it gives a soft and fragrant feeling.

Zhong Xuesong’s face reddened even more, eager to look at Tian Xiang but afraid to be too blunt, behaving shyly like a little bride.

She chuckled and said, "Are you here to read too?"

Zhong Xuesong: "Yes."

Tian Xiang: "Then you read on, I’m nearly done, have something else to do, so I’ll be going first."

Tian Xiang quickly returned the magazines to their place and hastily went out.

Not far out, she realized Zhong Xuesong was actually following her.

Tian Xiang asked him warily, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Xuesong: "I’ve been inside reading for almost two hours; I was about to leave too."

He was telling the truth; he was outside waiting before the library even opened.

He was about to go, and while returning the books, he saw her sitting in the corner, shining in the light, too beautiful to look at directly.

She was about to leave too, so Tian Xiang decided to stop and said, "I suddenly remembered I have something else to look at. Why don’t you go ahead?"

She still had to wait for Meng Cheng’an, couldn’t go far, maybe just stroll outside.

Initially, she wanted to put some distance between them, and now that he wanted to leave, she could stay.

However, Tian Xiang’s actions seemed too deliberate; Zhong Xuesong sensed something was off and asked nervously, "Classmate Tian Xiang, do you not want to be with me?"

What does it mean to not want to be with you? It’s only twice we’ve met including today, this phrase carries too many implications.

Tian Xiang smiled and said, "No, I really have something else to do. You go ahead, see you at school tomorrow."

Hearing the words "see you at school tomorrow" cleared Zhong Xuesong’s apprehension, and he nodded with a smile, "Alright."

But just as he turned around to head downstairs, a man in white blocked the way in front of him.