Chapter 117 My Wife, You're Too Fake
Song Ni was confident in her own appearance, but she wasn't confident in Tan Zheng's taste. What if Tan Zheng preferred a colder, more glamorous, and cool look like Li Shang? Although she had restrained herself from watching the exhibition match just now, she had seen Li Shang's figure at the beginning. The combination of a black motorcycle and a cool woman was too eye-catching. She had only glanced at it, and that figure had been deeply imprinted in her mind.
Hearing the question, Tan Zheng was a bit surprised. This little girl wasn't usually lacking in confidence, so why was she so conflicted about Li Shang? It was at this moment that Tan Zheng truly felt how much Song Ni cared about his so-called ex-girlfriend.
"Madam Tan's charm is boundless, of course, it's you." Song Ni raised her chin arrogantly.
"Hmph, slick talker." But the smile on her lips couldn't be hidden. A person like Tan Zheng disdained to lie. He had seen too many beautiful women, but only Song Ni had caught his eye. It had nothing to do with her looks, but with her being Song Ni.
"Then accompany me to the evening party? Sheng Jiang will be there too." He was hosting a welcome dinner for Li Wen, and Li Shang's presence was unavoidable. Although it was wrong to let Li Shang appear before Song Ni again, he couldn't be the only one in this situation. If the little girl threw a tantrum out of jealousy, it would be hard to coax her.
"Sheng Jiang is also here?"
"Yes, they are training in Yu City during this period." Song Ni's eyes flickered. If Sheng Jiang was here during this time, her plan to learn to ride a motorcycle behind Tan Zheng's back would go much smoother.
"Then I'll accompany you casually. I'm doing this for Sheng Jiang, not for anyone else." Tan Zheng curved his lips. Well said, as if to say the opposite of what was meant.
The evening gathering was an informal, private affair, and comfortable attire was sufficient. Before Tan Zheng returned, Song Ni had intended to dress up nicely to display her status as the legitimate wife, but now she had changed her mind. Since Tan Zheng said she looked the best, there was no need for such efforts. The less she cared, the more casual her attire would be, and the more it would show her indifference. What was an ex-girlfriend? Moreover, it was a formal ex-girlfriend, which meant even less. Of course, casual attire still needed to be presentable and stylish. Song Ni finally chose a combination of a sweater and jeans, and to match her, Tan Zheng also changed out of his black suit and wore a sweater.
Along the way, Song Ni idly toyed with Tan Zheng's hand, chatting about trivial matters.
"Why did you change your clothes too? Your black suit looked so good." Tan Zheng naturally wouldn't say that he wore a suit while Song Ni wore a sweater, making the age difference appear larger.
"Sweaters are comfortable." Song Ni reached out and poked his chest again. "I see you don't have any sweaters in your closet. How come you have them here?" Given Tan Zheng's style, he probably rarely wore sweaters.
"It's colder here." Song Ni: ...
"Is it because I'm wearing it, so you are too?" The man lowered his head and saw the curiosity in the little girl's eyes, and calmly took her fingers into his hand. "If you like seeing me in a suit, I'll wear one for you when we get back tonight."
Song Ni's face flushed slightly. Why would he wear it for her again tonight? Was it a role-play? She abruptly pulled her hand back and turned her head. "Who likes it? You're narcissistic."
Tan Zheng chuckled and said no more. The party venue was not far from their hotel, so they arrived after a few casual conversations. As they got out of the car, Tan Zheng extended his hand towards Song Ni. Since they had been together, their hand-holding had mostly been natural, never so deliberate. Song Ni narrowed her eyes and saw Li Shang standing not far from the entrance. Song Ni placed her hand in the man's palm, their fingers interlacing. She was best at acting cute, deliberately softening her voice, swaying her arms, and looking at Tan Zheng with deep affection in her peach blossom eyes. "Honey, look how good you look in a sweater, I'll buy you more in the future."
Tan Zheng was so sweetened by the term "honey" that his heart fluttered. He couldn't help but frown and whisper in Song Ni's ear, "Wife, you're too fake." It was too deliberate; he preferred Song Ni's natural, spoiled tone.
Song Ni maintained her smile, but her hand tightened its grip on the man's palm without restraint. The slight pain was like a tickle to Tan Zheng. He exerted a little force, and Song Ni's hand became immobile.
As the couple reached the entrance, they saw Li Shang had already composed herself. Her smile was open and a bit unrestrained as she looked at their tightly clasped hands, then turned to Tan Zheng. "Long time no see."
Tan Zheng nodded slightly. Even though Li Shang was accustomed to Tan Zheng's attitude, after so many years without seeing him, Tan Zheng's reaction made it seem as if she were just an acquaintance. Bitterly, Li Shang withdrew her gaze and looked at Song Ni beside him. "Is this your wife? She's very beautiful."
Tan Zheng turned his head to look at Song Ni. Perhaps even he hadn't realized that whenever Song Ni was mentioned, his gaze would linger for a long time, and a faint smile would appear on his lips. "Yes, Song Ni."
Song Ni had been observing Li Shang closely. Li Shang's openness was unexpected, but it was precisely because of Li Shang's attitude that Song Ni suddenly didn't feel so bothered anymore. She liked people who were casual and unrestrained. "Hello, I'm Song Ni." She proactively extended her hand. Li Shang snapped back to attention, smiled, and shook her hand. "I'm Li Shang. Let's go in quickly, they are already waiting for us in the private room." With that, Li Shang nodded and smiled, then turned and walked forward.
Song Ni reached out and scratched the back of Tan Zheng's hand. "This young lady is quite cool." She had clearly seen helplessness, sadness, and lingering love for Tan Zheng in Li Shang's eyes just now.
Tan Zheng looked at Song Ni with some surprise. She had asked him at the hotel who looked better between her and Li Shang, clearly bothered to death, and now she was praising someone else? Song Ni couldn't help but roll her eyes. She couldn't be bothered to explain to Tan Zheng what bothered her. Sometimes, compared to men, women admired outstanding women more. To put it bluntly, Song Ni wasn't very bothered by Li Shang being Tan Zheng's ex-girlfriend. What she cared about was that Li Shang was a racer, and she herself truly lacked talent in racing.
Tan Zheng couldn't guess the woman's thoughts and didn't care what Song Ni thought, as long as she wasn't angry.
When the couple entered the private room, the people who were chatting lightly stopped and looked over. Tan Zheng, holding Song Ni's hand, walked in unhurriedly. A man with a resemblance to Li Shang stood up and, pretending to punch Tan Zheng's shoulder, said, "You brat, you disappeared after returning to the country."
Tan Zheng smiled and grabbed Li Wen's fist. "I've been busy inviting you back."
Li Wen laughed heartily and looked at Song Ni. "This must be my sister-in-law, right?" Song Ni smiled and nodded slightly. "Hello, Brother Li, I'm Song Ni."
This "Brother Li" surprised Tan Zheng, and it also stunned Li Wen. "You have good fortune, brat. Where did you find such a good wife?" He then smiled and greeted Song Ni. After a few brief exchanges, Song Ni understood why Tan Zheng hadn't completely ignored Li Shang because of Li Wen back then. When Li Wen looked at her, there was no dissatisfaction towards her due to Li Shang.
(End of this chapter)