They agreed to start over and gradually get to know each other.
But the moment Jiang Mingxi saw Song Lan get out of the car, her eyes lit up and her heart pounded.
Holy crap, what a handsome guy.
Song Lan wore a matte white shirt, with the top button undone up to the fourth clasp, and loose-fitting jeans. Her whole demeanor exuded a carefree and rebellious spirit.
Jiang Mingxi had never seen Song Lan dressed like this before.
Song Lan's clothing style has always been formal, and mostly dark-colored.
Song Lan looked at Jiang Mingxi nervously. Before coming, he had specifically asked about Jiang Mingxi's schedule. As soon as the plane landed, he contacted a stylist, got his hair and makeup done, picked out clothes, and sprayed perfume.
On the plane, he held Su Ji Egg-Stuffed Pancakes in his left hand and books like "100 Tips for Dating," " How to Pursue a Pretty Boy," and " The Self-Cultivation of a Good Man " in his right. He felt incredibly powerful!
Take a deep breath.
Song Lan flashed his most handsome smile and walked towards Jiang Mingxi, "Finished filming? Did it go smoothly?"
Jiang Mingxi's gaze moved from Song Lan's face to his collarbone, then to his chest, and back to his face. "We only filmed one indoor scene today; we have outdoor scenes to shoot tomorrow."
As they spoke, the two were less than half a meter apart.
In the past, Jiang Mingxi would have pounced on him immediately, wanting to kiss him first since he was so handsome.
But now--
Before his thoughts could even take flight, Song Lan had already reached out and pulled him into her arms. "Let's get to know each other slowly and build our relationship, but can I take a hug as an excuse?"
Feng's teaching method, put it to use!
They nurtured their relationship while getting to know each other.
Be bold!
If it doesn't work, just loosen it!
The faint scent of perfume on Song Lan was Jiang Mingxi's favorite fragrance.
He pulled her into his arms, and Jiang Mingxi looked up at Song Lan without pushing him away. She simply asked, "Why do you seem a little different?"
Song Lan met his gaze. "I'm making progress."
Jiang Mingxi burst out laughing.
Undeterred, Song Lan put her arm around Jiang Mingxi and walked towards the car. "Your manager went to have dinner with the head of Spring Slumber. We'll have dinner together tonight. Do you want to go back to the hotel to rest first, or do you want to go straight to dinner?"
As she spoke, Song Lan opened the passenger door.
Jiang Mingxi immediately:...
Wow~
On the passenger seat was a large bouquet of roses, and in the center of the bouquet was a golden box.
Following the usual pattern, the box represents the ring.
But Song Lan's box is far too big.
It's about the size of four boxes of 999 Cold Relief put together.
"What's inside?" Jiang Mingxi turned to look at Song Lan in shock.
Song Lan pushed him into the car and said with a smile, "Open it and see if you like it."
Jiang Mingxi settled into the passenger seat, Song Lan jogged back to the driver's seat. As she got in and fastened her seatbelt, Jiang Mingxi took the golden box out of the roses.
Song Lan watched with anticipation as he opened it.
Jiang Mingxi, full of curiosity, opened the lid of the golden box, then her curious face froze—
ha?
She took a fresh-looking egg pancake from the box.
The packaging on the egg pancake reads: Song Ji Egg-Stuffed Pancakes.
Jiang Mingxi:...
Look at Song Lan, then at that bunch of fiery red roses, and then at the egg pancakes among the rose bushes.
I didn't understand for a moment what this approach was.
Song Lan's eyes were full of nervous anticipation. "Are you hungry? Is it still hot? Want to have something to eat first? I'll take you to eat something delicious later."
Jiang Mingxi was even a little confused.
But I quickly came to terms with it.
Song Lan isn't a romantic person to begin with, so it's normal for her to send him egg pancakes; it's out of concern that he might be hungry.
Jiang Mingxi, holding an egg pancake, smiled at Song Lan and said, "I'm actually a little hungry."
I took a bite.
Song Lan stared intently at him, and after Jiang Mingxi had chewed a few times, Song Lan asked, "Is it good?"
Jiang Mingxi is not a slow-witted person.
Just moments before, she was completely bewildered, but now, seeing the burning anticipation in Song Lan's eyes and glancing at the "Songji" logo on the egg pancake packaging, her heart swelled slightly as she suddenly realized something. Jiang Mingxi swallowed the bite in her mouth and turned to look at Song Lan, "Did... you make this?"
Song Lan asked somewhat nervously, "How does it taste?"
He only studied the flavors of Su Ji's restaurant on the plane; as for how to make it, he learned it from a chef after the plane landed.
Because he was pressed for time, he only had time to practice twice. The one in Jiang Mingxi's hand was the third one he made.
He tried the first two, and they weren't bad.
Seeing Song Lan's uneasy and nervous expression, Jiang Mingxi felt a pang of sadness. She lowered her eyes to look at the egg pancake, her eyes stinging and swollen, as if she wanted to cry.
Seeing Jiang Mingxi suddenly lower her head and remain silent, Song Lan's heart skipped a beat. "Is it not tasty?"
"I used to tell A-Wang that when I found my mother, she would definitely cook a table full of my favorite dishes for me." Jiang Mingxi lowered her head and looked down. "But I love egg pancakes, and I often think to myself, what if my mother doesn't know how to make them? Should I tell her that I love them? Will she be embarrassed if I tell her? Will she dislike me because of this?"
Jiang Mingxi wiped away a tear.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Later, when I grew older, I realized how silly I was to have worried about something like that. If Mom couldn't make it, she could have just bought it from outside."
But then later--
He met adoptive parents, but they wouldn't give him egg pancakes; instead, they would lock him in a dog cage and beat him.
When he encountered Jiang Family's parents, they wouldn't give him Jiang Family pancakes; they would just watch helplessly as he slashed his wrists again and again.
He was clearly just a transmigrator from a book.
But now, holding this egg pancake, I suddenly feel so sad.
I feel completely wronged.
Jiang Mingxi looked up at Song Lan, "Thank you, it was delicious."
Song Lan had intended to make something Jiang Mingxi would like to eat to make him happy, but instead it made him cry.
His heart ached whenever Jiang Mingxi cried. He reached out to wipe away Jiang Mingxi tears and comforted her, "Whatever you like to eat in the future, I'll cook a whole feast for you. I'm a great cook."
Song Lan has never coaxed anyone.
This was my first time dating, and I was still clumsy at comforting him, especially when my boyfriend was crying so pitifully. Without thinking, he blurted out, "I'll be your mother."
Jiang Mingxi, feeling wronged:???
No need!
Song Lan blurted out:...
She quickly changed her mind, "That's not what I meant. It's just that Dad is fine too."
Jiang Mingxi:...
Song Lan:...
Look at my mouth!
"What I mean is, I..."
Jiang Mingxi smiled through her tears, moved closer to Song Lan, and kissed Song Lan's hand with her lips that had just tasted egg pancakes. "Thank you, Teacher Song. I'm so happy now. I have good friends, a great agent, and your egg pancakes."
Short, quick lips touched the palm of the hand.
Jiang Mingxi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and grinned at Song Lan.
They said they should slow down and get to know each other better, but Jiang Mingxi, holding an egg pancake, complained, " Ji Hanyu bullied me today."