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After talking with Maruko, Song Kexing felt much better.
She had been overthinking things. As a wicked female antagonist, she naturally had to follow her own desires.
If the world ends, so be it—she had already died once, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Thinking this way, Song Kexing’s attitude toward the male and female leads softened considerably.
She would just treat them like paper dolls. No need to get angry, no need to get upset.
When Song Kexing glanced over again, Song Tian, who was nervous, mustered up the courage and flashed a shy smile at her.
This little girl… her people-pleasing personality was full force.
To be the female lead, she naturally couldn’t have a bad appearance.
With willow-shaped brows, starry eyes, and a smile like a well-behaved kitten, her cuteness was overwhelming.
Song Kexing’s palms itched, and her habit of wanting to ruffle someone’s head resurfaced.
She took an orange from her mesh bag and tossed it into Song Tian’s lap. “Here, have an orange.”
Predicting what the girl might say, Song Kexing continued, “If you don’t want it, I’ll throw it out the window!”
Song Tian: …
Holding the cold orange, Song Tian’s heart warmed a little.
This was the first time anyone had offered her an orange.
Indeed, leaving home had been the right decision.
On the opposite side, Han Che raised his gaze once more.
This time, his eyes landed on Song Tian.
Seeing her blushing, his face turned slightly cold. “Song Tian, it’s best not to eat things given by strangers, in case there’s something wrong with them.”
At this point, Han Che wasn’t very familiar with Song Tian. They had only met a couple of times.
The reason he said this was because Song Tian had come to the countryside with him, and she was going to help him in the future. He didn’t want her to get into trouble.
Plus, his first impression of Song Kexing hadn’t been good.
“What? Are you afraid I’ll poison her? You’re a big man, and you’re so full of complaints! Whining like a woman!”
Song Kexing switched into her villainous mode again.
So what if she was the troublemaker? She was a crazy young lady, and she could stir up anything!
Han Che had a delicate, refined look, and he hated being told that he looked like a girl.
The aloof Han Che would never engage in verbal disputes with people, but this time, he was genuinely a bit angry.
“You look like a woman! Dressing neither like a man nor a woman!”
Hearing this, Song Kexing was stunned.
She glanced at her outfit and then suddenly burst into laughter.
Well, it turned out that this guy had mistaken her for a man.
It wasn’t Han Che’s fault—today, Song Kexing had dressed a little differently.
Previously, her hair had been cut in a messy way, and it couldn’t be fixed, so she had just let the barber give her a buzz cut.
Song Kexing was beautiful, so she could pull off any hairstyle.
With her cool buzz cut paired with her strong features, it was quite a unique look.
But Song Kexing still wasn’t quite used to the feeling of having her head exposed.
So before she left today, she wore a dark blue baseball cap.
Along with her other outfit—white shirt, black pants, and a gray scarf that covered half her face.
To be honest, if you didn’t look closely, it was easy to mistake her for a guy.
Song Tian, seeing the tension between the two, quickly tried to explain.
“Han Che, Song Kexing is just being kind… please don’t misunderstand her… Besides, she is a woman…”
“Ah!” Song Kexing suddenly interjected.
Seeing the curious looks from others, she slowly added, “Ah~ the orange is so sour~”
Then, she popped another slice of orange into her mouth.
Han Che: …
This person must be out of her mind.
Forget it, I won’t argue with her. I don’t want to get myself into trouble.
At this moment, Song Tian was completely bewildered.
The Song Kexing sitting next to her had secretly grabbed her small hand under the table.
Seeing the little girl so nervous, Song Kexing deliberately leaned over and teased her, “Little sister… how did you know I was a woman?”
Song Tian’s heart raced, and she blurted out, “Because you smell so nice…”
Song Kexing smiled teasingly, “Then I’ll let you smell me every day~”
Song Tian’s innocent face turned bright red in an instant.
Across from them, Han Che saw this and furrowed his brows so hard, he looked like he might crush a fly.
But Song Kexing was happily laughing.
Maruko hesitated before saying: [Big Boss… are you really going to like the female lead?]
Song Kexing raised an eyebrow: [Is it not allowed? Did you see the male lead’s expression? He’s a little jealous, and it looks like my method is working.]
The male lead still didn’t like the female lead. It wasn’t because of romantic jealousy.
To him, the female lead was his possession, and he couldn’t stand seeing her close to other men.
That was his arrogance and possessiveness at work.
He definitely couldn’t tolerate this kind of scene and would stop it.
And sure enough.
The next moment, Han Che’s cold voice sounded: “Song Tian, I’d like some hot water.”
Song Tian immediately jumped up, “I’ll go get hot water for you right now!”
She looked like a little servant waiting on him.
Although Song Kexing had decided to get closer to Song Tian, she wouldn’t interfere with what she was doing.
This was between Song Tian and the male lead, Han Che. If she was happy to do it, then it was none of her business to persuade her otherwise.
While Song Tian was getting the hot water.
Song Kexing took a metal lunchbox out of her mesh bag. This was her lunch.
She had been so busy packing and catching the train this morning that she hadn’t eaten much, and now she was really hungry.
She opened the lunchbox to find two large steamed buns and a little dipping sauce. Nothing fancy.
But in this setting, even a plain steamed bun felt like a luxury.
Song Kexing had just taken two bites when someone couldn’t help but stare.
The train had started in a northern city and was passing through the capital, stopping for about 10 minutes.
The countryside youth would be concentrated in other carriages, so the quality of people in this one was mixed.
Just after Song Kexing took a few bites, a weathered old woman squeezed over.
“Young man, I haven’t eaten for two days, please, could you give me a steamed bun?”
As she spoke, she wiped her non-existent tears with her tattered sleeve.
“No.” Song Kexing rejected her immediately.
She wasn’t out here doing charity. She didn’t have the kind heart to share her food.
If she knew she had to take the train, she should have prepared food. What was the point of begging for it?
The old woman’s eyes turned shifty. “If you don’t give me the steamed bun, at least give me two oranges. I’m really starving…”
Song Kexing raised an eyebrow. So she had been eyeing her oranges, huh?
When Song Kexing gave the orange to Song Tian earlier, she had done it sideways, so only a few people saw it.
She didn’t expect this old woman to have such sharp eyes.
Song Kexing: “No.”
Her answer was as sharp as ever, with no mercy.
The old woman’s face immediately darkened, and she loudly said:
“Young man, don’t you know about respecting your elders and caring for the young? I’m starving, and you can’t even give me something to eat? You’re so stingy!”
Song Kexing glanced around. “Elderly? Where? I only see a toad in front of me.”
“Pfft… hahahaha…”
As soon as this was said, the people around who had been eavesdropping burst into laughter.
Even Han Che, sitting across, couldn’t help but smirk.
Not far away, a slightly chubby young man was craning his neck to watch with great interest.
“Boss, that person is so funny. Look at how mad the old woman is, hahaha.”
“Mm, I heard.”
The man was dressed in black casual clothes, with perfect features and a tall build.
His black eyes were as deep as a cold pool, radiating a chilling aura.
“Fatty, stop looking at gossip. We still have a mission to take care of…”
Fatty scratched his nose.
The boss’s usual catchphrase was “We have a mission to handle,” and he was starting to get tired of hearing it.
What was worse was the boss’s sharp tongue.
Many women had tried to pursue the boss, but they were all driven away by his poisonous words.
Sigh, who would be able to put up with this boss’s personality in the future?
When Fatty sighed, Yan Chen immediately knew what he was thinking.
“Fatty, stop daydreaming. You should be thinking about how to lose that layer of fat on you, instead of focusing on random thoughts.”
Fatty: …?
Here it comes, his boss and his sharp tongue. It’s impossible to get through a day without a sarcastic comment.
“Boss, I think you should work on your bad habit of being sharp-tongued. It’s too hurtful.”
“Sharp-tongued? I’m just speaking the truth. I’m just letting you face reality early. What’s so hurtful about that?”
Fatty: …??