Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets
Chapter 252: What a Coincidence (Fifth Update)

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: What a Coincidence (Fifth Update)

"Sis, I want to eat the braised pork from yesterday." Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue with puppy dog eyes, pleading, "Training is so tough, I need to eat meat."

The meal options in the motorcade included both meat and vegetables, but he still craved meat, especially Tang Yue’s braised pork.

Tang Yue glanced at him and said, "There isn’t any, Xiao Jun. Starting from tomorrow, I’ll be in Jing City during the day and will only come to the motorcade at night."

"What?" Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue, puzzled, and asked, "Sis, aren’t you here to take care of Brother Mo?"

"He’s doing fine with his leg; he doesn’t need me to take care of him." Tang Yue’s cheeks flushed as she brought up Mo Siyu, recalling the heart-racing kiss in Mo Siyu’s office the evening before.

To this moment, Tang Yue felt too shy to look at Mo Siyu.

"What are you going to do in the city?" Mo Siyu asked casually, his mood quite pleasant today, the corners of his mouth curving up joyfully, eyes sparkling with a clear smile.

"Mm, I’m going to do some business," Tang Yue explained cheerfully, adding, "Oh right, I bought some sour plums today. I’ll make sour plum soup for us to drink tomorrow morning."

"The doctor said you need to rest more. Since your leg hasn’t fully recovered, try not to act as if nothing is wrong," Tang Yue advised. After dinner, having briefly explained things to Tang Jun, she was pulled aside by Mo Siyu.

Tang Yue struggled free, quickly scanning her surroundings, and asked, "Mo Siyu, stop pulling and tugging at me, it’s not a good look. You’re Brother Mo, after all."

"You’re my girl; how could I not hold onto you?" Mo Siyu insisted on holding her hand.

Tang Yue rolled her eyes helplessly, finding that Mo Siyu, previously thought to be unapproachable and cold, was quite the shameless type once you got close to him.

Mo Siyu held her soft and tender hand, which was neither thin nor plump but just a bit fleshy. Raised with great care by Zhang Hualian and doted on by Tang Zhengde, she had barely done any housework, resulting in beautifully maintained and delicate hands.

Her hands were soft and silky smooth; they felt tiny inside his large grip. Mo Siyu asked, "Who are you doing business with?"

"It’s just..." Tang Yue hadn’t finished speaking when she heard someone calling her.

"Yueyue?" Qin Anyu looked at Tang Yue in surprise. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she saw Tang Yue and Mo Siyu holding hands and incredulously asked, "You’re not Mo Siyu’s girl, are you?"

"Sister An Yu? What are you doing here?" Tang Yue was also shocked, feeling that the world must be too small. No doubt Jing City was big, but to run into someone they just parted with during the day was a kind of fate in Tang Yue’s eyes.

Tang Yue struggled to release Mo Siyu’s hand. With others around, while Mo Siyu might not care about appearances, Tang Yue did.

"Yueyue, I came to see my brother," Qin Anyu said, circling excitedly around Tang Yue, "Had I known it was you, I would have come earlier."

"Cough." Tang Yue cleared her throat and glanced at Qin Anhao standing beside her, "When I heard your name before, I wanted to ask but thought it couldn’t be such a coincidence. Turns out, it really is."

Mo Siyu and Qin Anhao exchanged a look, both seemingly baffled as to when these two knew each other.

Tang Yue and Qin Anyu didn’t care about what they were thinking. Tang Yue explained, "Sister An Yu, I didn’t mean to withhold the address from you; I just couldn’t remember it well."

"It’s okay, it’s okay," Qin Anyu said nonchalantly, "I understand. Let’s go to the shop together tomorrow; coincidentally, I’m bringing a few clothes over tomorrow, and I’ll stay at the motorcade for a few days too."

"Uh..." Tang Yue looked towards Qin Anhao.

Qin Anyu secretly explained, "My brother has a two-bedroom house here, so there’s absolutely no problem with me staying."

The two women chatted away happily, Mo Siyu probably figured it out, this Qin Anyu must be Xiao Yue’s business partner. But when did Xiao Yue’s taste get so bad?

Qin Anhao, seeing the joyous Qin Anyu, couldn’t help but say, "Si Yu, had I known Tang Yue could win over my little sister’s heart like this, you should have brought her over sooner."

In the past, Qin Anyu would seem happy on the outside, but deep down, she was always unhappy. After opening her shop recently, she felt joyful for a while, but as the clothes didn’t sell, her mood soured again.

Mo Siyu gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Do you think my Xiao Yue is a toy?"

"Hehe," Qin Anhao giggled. "Look, your Xiao Yue is happy with my Little Yu, isn’t she?"

Mo Siyu glanced at Qin Anhao and did not respond.

After finally seeing off Qin Anyu and Qin Anhao, Tang Yue told Mo Siyu everything. She said, "Once I get into a university in Jing City, things will be even better for the studio, and I will have an additional business too."

Tang Yue’s eyes were curved like crescent moons, filled with joy, something she hadn’t expected when she came.

"Xiao Yue, you don’t have to work so hard, I can provide for you," Mo Siyu offered.

"No," Tang Yue declined, "We’re not married yet, why should you provide for me? Besides, even if we get married in the future, I want to spend money that I earn myself—that’s what feels the most satisfying."

On this point, Tang Yue was not willing to budge one bit.

Mo Siyu felt helpless and could only agree, "Okay, okay, you can manage all our household money in the future and use it however you wish."

"Really?" Tang Yue’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu nodded affirmatively, "I mean it."

"Alright, you better keep your word," Tang Yue grinned even wider.

Suddenly, Mo Siyu asked, "Xiao Yue, what’s your bank account number?"

"Huh?" Tang Yue looked at Mo Siyu, puzzled.

He said, "Aren’t you going to manage the money for me?"

"You’re letting me manage it before we’re married, aren’t you afraid I might run off with the money if I don’t marry you?" Tang Yue asked with a tilted head and then muttered, "That’s right, it’s just US$ 1,500, not much anyway."

Mo Siyu: ...

Who said he only had US$ 1,500?

The next day, early morning, Tang Yue got up at six and started making a large pot of sour plum drink in the cafeteria kitchen. She instructed Xue Yuan, "Xue Le, this sour plum drink is even better after it cools down for a bit, and it’s best served cold. Everyone is training in such hot weather; it’s tough, so they could use some of this sour plum drink to cool down."

"I’ll thank little sister-in-law on behalf of everyone," Xue Yuan said, looking at the large pot of sour plum drink. Even though they couldn’t have it just yet, the sour and sweet scent alone was enough to make his mouth water.