Chapter 533
He Is Warmer Than Time
533 I didnât do well all because of you
âYes, Iâll be staying for a while,â song Xuan nodded.
Regarding the song sisters âpurchase of the house, yang Haitao was extremely attentive and did everything by himself. Song Xuan saw everything and suddenly, her heart ached for him.
The weather was hot. He was like song Xuanâs long-term worker. He worked hard, but he never mentioned the word â tired â.
Two days later, yang Haitao called a moving company to move the song sisters âbelongings to the office. Yang Haitao was so busy that he was sweating profusely. Song Xuan passed him a glass of cold soda and asked him to go to the office to enjoy the electric fan.
Yang Haitao was busy unloading his luggage with his mentors. He wiped his sweat and said, â âWeâll talk after weâre done.â
However, song Xuan grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs.
Yang Haitao was stunned. He stared at the back of the person who was dragging him upstairs.
In the summer, the light was bright. Song Xuan was wearing a long white dress, and her black hair was spread behind her. She was so beautiful that it made people lose their minds.
In the office, there was an electric fan on the desk that shook his head left and right. Song Xuan pulled him and pressed him onto a stool. A cool breeze blew in. There were sounds of cicadas outside and green light scattered outside the window. Everything seemed to have become a blur, only song Xuanâs face was clear.
She held his hand. Her heart ached for him. She should like him.
Yang Haitao couldnât help but smile at this realization.
Song Xuan passed him a glass of cold water and said, â âLetâs rest for a while.â
âIâm not tired.â Yang Haitao laughed as he wiped his sweat.
Song Xuan leaned against her desk and flipped through the account book on the side. She hesitated and said, â âYingluo, you donât have to study in that college anymore.â
Yang Haitaoâs heart skipped a beat, his eyes filled with panic.âWhat do you mean by that?â
Song Xuan lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, â âI wonât force you if you donât like to study. You have the right to choose the life you want to live.â
Yang Haitao thought that song Xuan had completely given up on him. He put down his cup and said sincerely, â âIâll try my best to make myself like studying. Iâll continue to study. Iâll study regardless of the difficulties.â
Song Xuan looked up at him, her eyes red. Yang Haitao was even more anxious. What was wrong with song Xuan?
He really didnât know anything about a womanâs heart.
Song Xuan calmed down and looked into yang Haitaoâs eyes. âI was too selfish. I didnât let you study for your own good. It was for my vanity.â
âWhat?â yang Haitao was even more at a loss.
Song Xuanâs eyes turned even redder. I asked you to go to college because I donât want my future boyfriend to be a low-level person without a college degree. Iâm worried that Iâll lose face if I bring you out.
Yang Haitao was dumbfounded as he reflected on song Xuanâs words.
Song Xuan wanted her to study because of her vanity. Yes, vanity was vanity. He liked her and would tolerate everything about her. She was a girl after all. She had a little vanity and it was completely acceptable.
She was vain because she wanted to bring him out to look good and because she hoped that her future boyfriend would not be an uncultured person.
Hmm?
Bring him out? There was light on his face? Future boyfriend?
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âWhat?â song Xuan was stunned.
Yang Haitaoâs eyes lit up,âsong Xuan, are you willing to accept me?â Yingluo, letâs be together. Iâll be good to you. Iâll definitely be good to you. I wonât let anyone bully you.â
Song Xuanâs tears flowed out. I just want you to stop making things difficult for yourself and continue your studies. Why are you saying so much? â