She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Unconsciously, Song Zhilan picked up the mirror on the table and looked at himself.

A somewhat immature face appeared in the mirror, with fair skin and a smooth facial shape, giving people a kind and gentle feeling.

Several roommates praised me for being pretty the first day we met, so I guess I am not bad looking in appearance, right?

But the more he looked, the more dissatisfied Song Zhilan became.

Her eyes were gentle and kind willow-leaf eyes, not as bright and lively as Shen Weicang's, which were full of love in the blink of an eye.

Although his nose is straight and upturned, it is not as perfect as Shen Weicang's.

The lip color is too light and looks dull.

Song Zhilan turned around and asked her roommate: "Qingqing, can I use your lipstick?"

Zhao Qing had just finished her skin care and was a little surprised when she heard this: "Why did you think of putting on lipstick so late at night?"

Although she didn't understand, she still took out several of her lipsticks:

"Look which one you want to paint. Do you want me to help you paint it?"

As she spoke, she came closer, holding a lipstick and said, "I think you will look beautiful and gentle in this color!"

Song Zhilan took a look and took another lip gloss: "Can I try this?"

"This? This may not be suitable for you," Zhao Qing twisted it open and helped her apply it, "Try it and see."

Song Zhilan looked in the mirror. Since she was not wearing any makeup, it did look a bit strange to have such a bright color on her lips.

"I think gentle colors are more suitable for you. Too bright makeup doesn't match your temperament."

Zhao Qing's words rang in his ears, and Song Zhilan smiled bitterly in his heart.

My face really looks uninteresting, like a ball of dough without temper.

A confident person like Fu Yan certainly wouldn't like myself being so dull and boring.

Shen Weicang's smiles and angers were full of charm that she didn't have. If she also started to put on makeup and dress up, Fu Yanyan would not...

Song Zhilan was shocked by his own thoughts and quickly wiped off the lip gloss on his lips, warning himself in his heart that Fu Yan already had a girlfriend.

But when he was lying in bed and thought of Shen Weicang's naughty behavior again, Song Zhilan tossed and turned and bit his lip again.

Can Fu Yan really tolerate her doing this?

He had already said that he would buy a gift for Shen Weicang when he got his part-time salary tomorrow. Besides, he had given her a gift today, so why was she being so aggressive?

Fu Yan has had a hard time already, why doesn't Shen Weicang think about him?

Fu Yan worked hard to start his own business, but all his efforts went down the drain with just one word from his father. He did not get discouraged and admit his mistake, but Shen Weicang's casual words of breaking up made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

If it were me, I would never put so much pressure on Fu Yan, and I would never use breaking up as a bargaining chip in an argument.

Song Zhilan was worried and couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did, but Shen Weicang slept well.

She was "unhappy" tonight, so she sent Fu Yancang back to the dormitory to sleep, and she returned to the on-campus apartment that he had rented.

These apartments are allocated by the school to teachers or senior talents who come to the school for exchanges. They are located at the southernmost part of the school. Many teachers choose to rent out their apartments.

Since students are not allowed to move into the dormitory during winter and summer vacations, Fu Yan rented this apartment. The two of them usually live here and rarely go back to the dormitory.

As soon as Shen Weicang entered the door, his cell phone rang.

She took off her shoes leisurely, threw the dress in the bag on the sofa, sat down on it, and then connected the video.

"Cang Cang is finally willing to pay attention to me. Are you not angry anymore?"

On the screen was a young man in a white shirt. The camera only captured his upper body, and he seemed to be sitting on a sofa.

The background is a floor-to-ceiling window, through which you can see the night scene and colorful lights outside.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, had a high nose bridge, sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, and a three-dimensional brow arch.

The pair of phoenix eyes should clearly be cold and aloof when looking at people, but when looking at her, they were smiling, with thin lips raised, very gentle.

Shen Weicang, however, did not take the gentle beauty to heart. He threw his phone on the sofa and said with resentment:

"When did I ignore you? Brother Bai Qing is so busy, it's you who should ignore me, how dare I ignore you."

It was obvious that Cang Cang had ignored me since he got angry with me a few days ago. He refused to answer my calls and didn't reply to my messages, but now she said that he was ignoring me.

Yue Baiqing was not angry, he just smiled faintly:

"What Cang Cang said is right. I'm too busy with work and have too little time to spend with you. It's my fault."

The camera only showed the white ceiling, and Yue Baiqing's voice was very patient:

"Today is your birthday. I want to pick you up and bring you to my place so I can give you a gift in person."

There was a rustling sound from the other side. The camera was shaking a little. Shen Weicang sat cross-legged on the soft sofa and snorted: "Are you not busy today?"

"Of course I'm not busy. Cang Cang, do you want to come to my place? Can I pick you up?"

"Hmph, if you're not busy, I am. Is there anything wrong? If not, I'm going to hang up now. I'm going to sleep."

Shen Weicang pretended to pick up the phone and was about to hang up. Yue Baiqing hurriedly said, "Don't, Cangcang, I haven't even looked at you a few more times, please don't hang up."

She refused to show it to him and shook her phone deliberately:

"Yue Baiqing, you left me alone a few days ago and made me angry, and today you lied to me again. You are not at home at all. Where are you?"

"I'm still in Lu's now, but the work has been completed. Cang Cang, I didn't lie to you. I was going to leave anyway."

Yue Baiqing thought about what had made Cang Cang angry a few days ago, and explained:

"Cang Cang, I really needed to go to court on time that day. That was my job, and I didn't abandon you for someone."

Of course Shen Weicang knew what he said. The people who wronged you knew how wronged you were better than you yourself.

That day, she took advantage of the situation to test Yue Baiqing's limit of indulgence towards her. She deliberately kept him near his time limit before letting him go, wanting to see his reaction afterwards.

Yue Baiqing's emotions were too stable, so stable that even a troublemaker like me was a little scared.

When she broke his trophy, Yue Baiqing would only praise her for not hurting her hand.

She knew that he had mysophobia, so she deliberately stepped on his bed with her shoes on and jumped around. Yue Baiqing would just tilt his head to admire him and praise him:

"Cang Cang really deserves to be a student of musical drama. His balance ability is really great."

He seemed like he would never get angry no matter what.

But Shen Weicang clearly saw him scolding his subordinates in the lounge of his office.

Although he never spoke harshly, his words were sharp and made her feel that they were more hurtful than dirty words.

The more a person never loses his temper, the more terrifying he is when he gets angry. Shen Weicang wants to test where Yue Baiqing's bottom line is.

But he didn't get angry even when it almost delayed his court session. Instead, he kept apologizing to himself.

In recent days, Shen Weicang realized that Yue Baiqing was not without temper, he just seemed to be too indulgent towards him.

"Cangcang, stop shaking. It makes me dizzy," Yue Baiqing's doting voice sounded, "Cangcang, let me pick you up, okay? I still have time to give you a gift in person."

The little devil in Shen Weicang's heart smiled with satisfaction.

If she realizes the other party's indulgent attitude towards her, she will not feel touched or think of returning the favor, but will only give her the confidence to make further demands.

It's not her fault that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

"Just convert the gift into money and give it to me now. I'll give the gift to you tomorrow."

She plausibly accused Yue Baiqing: "If you really wanted to celebrate my birthday, why did you contact me only now?"

The phone was filled with countless calls and messages from Yue Baiqing throughout the day, but Shen Weicang seemed to know nothing about it:

"If you don't want to give me a gift, forget it. I don't need any gifts anyway."

Yue Baiqing had no choice but to say:

"I'll transfer the money to you now. I'll pick you up tomorrow and give you a birthday present."

He was recently helping a friend solve a troublesome matter. His friend worked in Lu’s legal department and had helped him before, so it was difficult for him to refuse.

I drove to Zhoucheng University this morning, intending to deliver the gift first before returning to Lu’s.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time downstairs of Cang Cang's dormitory, she didn't come down. My friends were in a hurry, so I had to send her a message and leave first.

Shen Weicang reluctantly agreed: "Tomorrow night, I don't have time during the day."