âYou both work in music, and heâs currently focusing on his career in China. Youâll see each other sooner or later.â Luosang sighed. âDid he contact you after breaking up?â
âOccasionally.â Yan Su was upset. âI became a singer because of him, but in the end, we went our separate ways. I feel sad when I see him.â
âDonât you like singing at all?â Luosang asked her. âDonât you feel happy when your songs are heard from every street and alley?â
Yan Su paused. Luosang was right.
She liked singing, but never thought sheâd be living on singing alone. It didnât feel bad though.
â¦
They chatted until midnight.
The next morning, the makeup artist arrived at seven for Luosang and Yan Su.
Yan Suâs makeup wasnât as complicated as the brideâs, so she was done quickly. As she came out of the room, Mo Jin turned to the kitchen and said, âLiuxi, Si is up too. Get her some noodles.â
âAunty Mo, thereâs no need toâ¦â Yan Su gave a start. She didnât want the noodles that Mo Liuxi made.
âYour Uncle Xu was going to make breakfast, but we found that we donât have enough red envelopes, so he went shopping for some,â said Mo Jin. âLiuxiâs noodles are great. I am sure that once you tasted them, youâll want more.â
Yan Su was afraid Mo Liuxi might put poison in her food.
Ten minutes later, Mo Liuxi came out of the kitchen with four bowls of noodles.
Mo Jin fervidly pushed one bowl of noodles to Yan Su and said, âSu, come and try Liuxiâs noodles.â
Under Mo Liuxiâs cold glare, Yan Su took over the noodles, stirred them and then tried some. It tasted good. It was dressed with minced meat; as good as any restaurant.
âItâs good, isnât it?â Mo Jin looked at her smilingly. âLiuxi could heat food by himself by four-years-old and learned how to cook at six. He also washed my clothesâ¦â
âMom, can you please focus on the food?â Mo Liuxi interrupted coldly.
Mo Jin rolled her eyes, then moved closer to Yan Su and said, âSu, maybe you can introduce him to some young girls from your department; if you know any. He always stays at home, and it makes me worryâ¦â
Yan Su was eating the noodles. Seeing Mo Liuxiâs face turn darker and darker, she laughed. âAunty Mo. You donât need to worry. Liuxi is the most popular boy in our school now. Even Chi Shengxu isnât as popular as he is. Besides, an adorable girl from the acting department is going after him. She is so nice to him that she often brings him food.â
âYan Su, stop making up stories.â
Before Mo Liuxi finished his warning, Mo Jin knocked his head with chopsticks and said, âSo rude. Call her sister.â
âSheâs not my sister,â Mo Liuxi said through clenched teeth.
âShe is. She is three years older than you, and she is your biological sisterâs best friend,â Mo Jin said to him. âHave you heard what I said?â
âIâm done.â Mo Liuxi stood up and left. He would never call her sister.
âHe is short-tempered,â Mo Jin said to Yan Su smilingly. âSu, please donât mind. Oh. How does that girl look? How old is she?â
âAunty Mo, I think sheâll be here today. Sheâs An Lanâs sister,â Yan Su said.
After finishing the noodles, Yan Su brought her bowl into the kitchen. Suddenly, a frosty voice was heard from behind her, âWho told you to gossip with my Mom?â
Hearing his voice, Yan Su hurriedly turned around. He was moving forward at that moment, and as a result, her bowl bumped into his waist. The soup spilled all over him.