Chapter 387: Chapter 387: 241: At the same time! They received an invitation to the New Year's Eve party, regarding the choice of songs..._2

Now she only felt that the other party didn’t take the score seriously at all, or perhaps trusted her. Her mind was flooded with messy thoughts, and she bit her fingernails.

“Decent?”

…..

Time flowed like water, crawling through the daily hustle of planning, storyboarding, discussing programs, and interfacing, and in the blink of an eye, it was late November. The main station had already started the program review in full swing.

The Chang’an sub-venue was still peaceful and orderly, advancing the program progression. “Shi Chang’an”‘s script had basically been finalized, and they had started the technical bidding process.

Xu Qingyan received a message from Li Yang asking for his address, saying he wanted to send him something.

???

Truth be told, he was a bit dazed when he saw the message. He had been so busy lately that Xu Qingyan had almost forgotten that there was a Li Yang studying in Xinghai.

These days, even calling his mother was just once a week.

A while ago, when the clan was fixing the road, he donated fifty thousand yuan, instantly maxing out his face value. The cost of an inexpensive car given just like that, and the next day he received a call from his mother.

She said that this year the clan wanted to ask him if he could return for the ancestral sacrifice during the New Year, to represent the younger generation.

He declined, as he would be busy as a dog during the New Year.

Indeed, suddenly receiving a message from Li Yang jolted his memory of that one matter. He had said he’d take care of it before the New Year, so he had to note it down in his little notebook.

He took care of the matter early by finding someone in the county.

Otherwise, looking for someone during the big New Year’s holiday, when people in small places were visiting relatives, even the County Party Secretary wouldn’t have such influence to ask for favors right before the holiday.

But coming back to it, what did she send him?

Xu Qingyan: “What did you send?”

“No… nothing much.” Li Yang replied with an emoji, perhaps for fear of a misunderstanding, and explained, “It’s not anything valuable, I made it myself.”

Xu Qingyan: “It’s fine. Manage your money yourself, no need to be so anxious.”

Half a minute later, Li Yang weakly replied.

“I will repay it.”

Xu Qingyan didn’t take it to heart and typed back, “Whatever you want, you should focus on your studies now, plan your future path, and find an industry you’re interested in.”

“Okay.”

At Xinghai University, Li Yang stared at the line “Whatever you want,” lost in thought.

She had grown accustomed to a life of dependence. In high school, her greatest fear was vacations. That meant she could only return home, but she no longer had a home.

Without a home, and without money.

Forcing herself to return to her uncle’s house, she had neither her own room nor her own wardrobe. She dared not touch anything recklessly, dared not make demands, dared not to argue or fuss.

Her days were spent working and reading, confined to a tiny space of movement.

Her actual home was not far away, yet it was occupied by others who rented it out. The reason given was the need for money for school, and it couldn’t always come from them, especially since she wasn’t home often.

In reality, the school fees and living expenses were not expensive at all.

Li Yang’s father had assets, and after various things were sold… it was said they were used for the funeral. They held a grand ceremony, feasting for three days.

But just because it was a child’s turn to speak, asking was seen as a tradition.

At that time, the most frequent thing she heard from relatives was… “Whatever you want.” Whether it was suggesting she drop out of school or marry early.

Or when they occupied her shops and house, always with a sneer, as if certain she wouldn’t dare to cause trouble.

Back then, the happiest thing was to return to school, where she wasn’t so constrained. Even if she had to scrimp and save money, she was free in the dormitory.

During a boring lecture, Mei Mengqi glanced at the time and rapidly sent a message to her chat buddy.

“Class is almost over, gotta stop chatting.”

Mei Mengqi turned and saw that Li Yang’s complexion was off, her face pale and listless. She was startled and quickly shook Li Yang.

“Li Li, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing.” Li Yang took a deep breath; she knew she was overthinking it.

She wasn’t that fragile. She quietly took a deep breath, suppressed all the emotions bubbling in her heart, and looked up with a normal expression, asking Mei Mengqi.

“What’s for lunch?”

Chang’an.

The weather was unusually clear, the sunshine bright, and the entire sky looked like an inverted crystal bowl.

A cold wind blew in the streets, and the weather forecast mentioned there might be snow soon.

“What are we eating?” Gan Wenchang gave Xu Qingyan a blank look, his black coat wrapped snugly around him, which was almost the de facto uniform for the director’s team.

“Do you think I’m a Chang’an menu?”

“Cut the crap, Gan Shao, when will you let me drive your luxury car?” Xu Qingyan turned and said, not caring at all, “You’ve been doting on it lately.”

“What are you talking about; that’s my friend’s car, I already said it’s not mine.” Gan Wenchang looked incredulous and hesitated before finally handing over the keys to Xu Qingyan.

“You better drive carefully.”

“Got it, damn, to treasure a van so much.” Xu Qingyan cursed, mechanically unlocked the car door, “Get in, get in, or we’ll miss dinner.”

“Oh my god!” Gan Wenchang jumped in, fastening his seat belt tightly, “Can you even drive properly? You’re not one of those two gas-can warriors, are you?”

“Cut it out, you wimpy kid looking down on people.” Xu Qingyan gripped the steering wheel, turned his head to look at the passenger side, and unintentionally smirked, “Ever heard of the Drift King of Akina?”

“Bullshit, where’s your Akina Mountain?” The more Gan Wenchang heard him say that, the more uneasy he felt, “Damn you, father, don’t take me to the underworld.”

“Scaredy-cat, my first ride was a little van.” He smoothly started the van and chuckled coldly, “Maybe Akina Mountain doesn’t exist.”

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