Chapter 2849 - 1768: Ideals

Chapter 2849: Chapter 1768: Ideals

"Sister Fang Qing!"

There is still a distinction between the close and the distant.

With Fang Qing, the couple didn’t show much more enthusiasm, but the sense of sincerity was evident.

It was to be expected.

After all, "the joy of first sight" is not as good as "never tired of long company."

"Xue Ling."

Fang Qing got out of the car, nodded with a smile, and closed the door. She had met Duan Xueying before.

"Sister Fang Qing drove here from Sha City alone?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked tentatively.

"Yes."

Fang Qing shoved her hands into the pockets of her down jacket, relaxed and laid-back. Her down jacket wasn’t just long, it was also broader than Li Shuru’s cloak-style coat. Except for the slightly off beige color, on her, it looked like a... plump penguin.

"Sister Fang Qing changed her style again?"

Hong Xiaoyu teased.

Fang Qing shrugged with her hands in her pockets and glanced at the sharply dressed "little brother," "I’m getting older, can’t keep up with you young folks."

"Sister Fang Qing, it’s too early to lament life’s brevity. According to national standards, at your age, you’re still considered young."

"I’ll kick you."

Fang Qing lifted her black long boots.

Hong Xiaoyu swiftly retreated, hiding behind his girlfriend, revealing half of his body, "As a legal professional, you can’t knowingly break the law."

With her long legs in black jeans landing firmly, Fang Qing’s lips curled up slightly, "Entering society is quite different."

Seeing that Fang Qing was not intending to continue, Hong Xiaoyu leisurely emerged from behind his girlfriend, raised his hand to straighten his collar, and cleared his throat:

"Everyone’s moving forward, I can’t be the only one staying behind; that would be too lonely."

Fang Qing was briefly stunned, then smiled, her gaze turning soft. With the fur-lined hood of her down jacket, she appeared even more gentle.

"Xue Ling, you have to keep an eye on him, don’t let him go astray."

Duan Xueying glanced at her boyfriend in cooperation, then looked back at her well-read sister, "If he goes astray, I’ll ask Sister Fang Qing to seek justice for me, see you in court."

Hong Xiaoyu was about to speak, but his girlfriend’s remark left him speechless, incredulously saying, "What? Everything has to go to court?"

Fang Qing beamed with joy.

In the cheerful and warm atmosphere, the three of them walked out of the parking lot together.

"Drinking capacity has become impressive too."

Fang Qing noticed the bottle of white liquor in her little brother’s hand, seemingly oblivious to the nervous and panicked Hong Xiaoyu, who sighed seamlessly and chimed in, "I’m risking my life to accompany a gentleman."

Duan Xueying walked quietly on the outside.

She definitely wouldn’t choose a fool or blockhead as her boyfriend, even if he were a rich landlord’s son.

"What’s your impression of meeting your sister-in-law for the first time?"

Fang Qing looked across the street at the brightly lit pickles shop.

What does it mean to be thoughtful?

A simple question proactively solved Hong Xiaoyu’s pressing dilemma.

After Sister Fang Qing arrived, how to address her was undoubtedly a burden weighing on Hong Xiaoyu’s heart, yet, without him needing to struggle, she resolved it for him.

After a brief moment of relief, a stronger wave of sourness surged in his chest, reaching his throat, causing Hong Xiaoyu to open his mouth but unable to speak.

In front of him was the flow of traffic, yet he couldn’t help but reminisce about Brother Tie Jun’s wedding, when Sister Fang Qing and his cousin were sharing the stage.

In the laughter, several old images floated by, lingering in the dream field, never dispersing, waking up in the warm light with so much to say; in a world with so many people, it’s the only silent and unmoving part.

"I was asking you a question."

Walking in the middle, Hong Xiaoyu received a light kick.

He slightly frowned, more complaining than displeased, "Sis, my girlfriend is here, can you give me some face?"

"I didn’t see anything."

Duan Xueying interjected.

Hong Xiaoyu’s face fell.

"Stop sidetracking. I asked you a question."

"Huh?"

"What’s your impression?"

Fang Qing pressed on.

"Oh."

Hong Xiaoyu seemed to just realize, and put on a "naive and simple" silly grin, "Actually, it’s not the first time; I saw her in a video a long time ago."

"You really pick up the bad habits instead of the good ones, do you usually joke around and change topics at work like this? Your boss is way too lenient; if it were me, you’d be heading to the finance department to collect your salary long ago."

Hong Xiaoyu earnestly, "That’s why, Sister Fang Qing, you could never be my boss."

Even Duan Xueying couldn’t help but chuckle, covering her mouth.

"You..."

Fang Qing glared, then seemed to silently comfort herself, nodding, "Yes, you surely don’t have to pay me any mind now."

Hong Xiaoyu gave a wry smile, instantly returning to his original state, "Sister Fang Qing, please don’t say that. In my heart, you’ll always be my sister, irreplaceable."

"Such smooth talk."

"Truthful words; if there’s even a hint of a lie, may I be hit by a car when I step out..."

"Whoosh—"

Before he could finish, a car sped past in front, showing no signs of slowing down and the gust of wind it kicked up swallowed Hong Xiaoyu’s words back.

This is River City.

Infamous for its malicious drivers.

Here, there’s no such thing as driving politely and following norms; only people give way to cars, never the other way around.

"You better be careful."

Fang Qing quipped and continued moving forward.

Hong Xiaoyu glanced back in annoyance, eyeing the boat-like domestic new energy vehicle, and despite his temper, couldn’t help but want to curse at it.

But Duan Xueying, gentle as she was, comforted him, "Drivers of this brand generally lack manners; don’t stoop to their level."

Not at all.

You can’t just slander other car companies because of one’s own brand’s electric vehicles, even if Morning Light is excellent, you can’t curse your competitors, calling them fools.

It seems this top-notch River City wealthy heiress, embodying what it means to be a "noble lady," also has her seven emotions and six desires.