Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Hearing Tang Jing's framing put Ouyang Qing in a much better mood.

“If he says that he can't accept me, then you should leave it at that. Don't give him cause to look down on me! Never mind that Nan Chen doesn't think well enough of me, you can't allow Nan Xing to do that as well,” Ouyang Qing said.

“Rest assured that no one would be looking down upon you with you being the young heiress that you are,” Tang Jing replied comfortingly.

“Then when will you go and see Nan Xing?”

“Obviously, the sooner the better. However, I don't have any means of reaching him. Could you try extending an invitation on your end? Then, I'd go meet with him to try and sound him out.”

Tang Jing was somewhat reluctant to meet Ouyang Qing's gaze when she said this because she was worried that the latter might catch on to the fact that she was merely using her to get close to Nan Xing.

Truth be told, Tang Jing was merely pricked by her own guilty conscience. With Ouyang Qing's emotions all over the place, she was really in no state of mind to over-analyze anything.

“I could, but what if he declines to meet?” Ouyang Qing was still a little worried.

“My guess is that he'd agree. Tell you what. Why don't you pass me his contact straight and let me give that a shot instead,” a cautious Tang Jing proposed.

Initially, she thought that Ouyang Qing would require some time to consider, but instead, the latter assented to it quite readily.

“Okay, you go ahead and ask him out. At least that way, I won't come away embarrassed should he refuse,” Ouyang Qing stated.

Pride could very often prove the downfall of many, even with someone as sharp as Ouyang Qing. For the sake of her own dignity, she had even managed to overlook Tang Jing's obvious designs.

“Okay, then I shall go meet with this Nan Xing on your behalf.” Tang Jing was positively thrilled.

The next day, Tang Jing and Nan Xing convened as scheduled.

It was not like Nan Xing was obliging to just anyone, for he had women in Flower City who were interested in dating him lining up from end to end. His willingness to meet with Tang Jing stemmed from his understanding that the latter was the one who drove to lure the paparazzi away from Ouyang Qing.

Nan Xing had seen the photo featuring Tang Jing leaning against the luxury car and found that to be quite intriguing.

Pretty women were not an uncommon sight to Nan Xing, who had mostly grown weary or even sickened by those heavily made-up aesthetics popularized by online influencers.

In contrast, a well-read and intelligent beauty like Tang Jing came across to him as much more palatable and refreshing.

that sentiment was merely an absence of dislike

rooted in an

Tang Jing did make a concerted effort to doll

beauty, but she understood that her own charisma was where

hair bundled up. Decked out in a suit, she looked less like someone from the entertainment circle and more like

of fatigue in his appreciation for

Jing.” The woman took the initiative to greet him. “We've met before, but I'm sure you've come across too many beautiful women to

certainly do remember you, Ms.

Thank you for this, Mr.

part,

to Nan Xing through his familial connections. Literally, any son of the Nan

more commonplace since any male individual with a corresponding surname could be hailed

Xing” was something else. This was not reflective of a hereditary status and was, in

Xing as “Mr. Xing” was a subtle way of expressing her regard for him as an equal

of fact, keenly sensible. Some things need not be explicitly stated, and subtlety might, at times, be even more effective

a direct approach would seem extremely lame, insincere, and smacks

if that opinion was to be conveyed tactfully through the use of language

to decipher the intentions of another. The added perk of receiving a veiled compliment in the process would naturally increase one's sense of

Nan Xing's fondness for Tang Jing

a seat, Ms. Tang.” Nan Xing motioned to

Order whatever you like to drink,

coffee with men, and alcohol with women, so I'm going to

pity that this is a café. Alcohol isn't on the

this place unsuitable for conversation then. How about I treat you to lunch?” Nan Xing extended an

take up your time?” Tang Jing was

you're here

her intentions, Nan Xing was equal to the

eyes were said to be the windows to the soul. No matter how good

this woman a chance, just to

his belief that the purpose of Tang Jing's overture must have