Hello Mr. King-Chapter 73 - Song Qian’s Honesty

Chapter 73: Song Qian’s Honesty

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

He Wei dropped Yun Xiangxiang in front of her house before driving away.

“Xiangxiang! Xiangxiang! Concert!” Song Meng immediately pestered Yun Xiangxiang.

Ah…! Xue Yue’s concert that she really wanted to go to!

“Why didn’t you ask for one from Brother Wei when he was here?” Song Meng was as obedient as a quail when she was facing He Wei.

“His aura is too strong. I didn’t dare to speak,” Song Meng didn’t even feel embarrassed when she admitted her cowardice.

That is because you haven’t met Song Mian.

Yun Xiangxiang chastised her silently in her heart. She was worried that she couldn’t keep up with He Wei in the beginning. However, she already wasn’t nervous since her past life. She could still stay relaxed even when she was facing Old Man Min. Song Mian was the exception.

She still remembered the uneasiness she felt until now. He radiated a quality that affected her mind. Sometimes what she said wasn’t what she had in mind. However, it still slipped out pitifully. She only got better gradually when Song Mian taught computing to her.

She might look like she could get along normally with Song Mian now. However, she couldn’t do it comfortably like she would with a normal person.

There was a kind of person that was born to be above everyone else. They would naturally feel humbled even if they desired nothing from him.

She rolled her eyes at Song Meng. Yun Xiangxiang later took a shower before doing her skincare routine. Song Meng followed her everywhere like a lackey. She served her tea and water; she massaged her legs and shoulders. Everything was done meticulously.

“Okay, okay. Don’t run around me. I’m getting woozy just looking at you. I’ll remember to give you a ticket,” Yun Xiangxiang had enough of Song Meng’s pestering. She downloaded a few films. They were all about master thieves. She called the others to watch them together.

“Why are you watching these kind of films?” Li Xiangling thought about He Wei’s orders earlier, “Are you filming this kind of story?”

“Yup. There’s a similar script, Brother Wei asked me to absolutely win it.” Yun Xiangxiang nodded, “I’ll watch some classics to see whether I can get some inspiration from it. That’ll raise my confidence when I compete for the character then.”

“That’s the scene! So cool!” Song Meng suddenly pointed at the scene of the movie that was played and screamed excitedly.

This was a well-known foreign movie about master thieves. The female protagonist was trying to bypass the infrared alarm system.

The female protagonist displayed her great physique and pulled off various difficult moves. This movie became a pioneer which led the countless similar themed movies imitating it.

“This was edited. True, the pose wasn’t half bad. But you’re just tricked by the visual effects. It isn’t hard at all,” Song Qian was attracted by Song Meng’s excited voice. She took a glance and immediately lost interest.

Yun Xiangxiang’s eyes suddenly shone, “Qianqian, is it possible to bypass this infrared alarm system in one go?”

“Of course. The inspiration for films comes from real life. These kind of people do exist,” Song Qian smiled, “As long as your body is flexible enough, you can pass through a system that has denser infrared detectors than this one.”

“How flexible should I be?” Yun Xiangxiang continued her question.

Song Qian sized her figure up, “Until you can fit yourself inside a twenty two-inch luggage. That would be more or less it.”

“A twenty two-inch luggage!” Song Meng’s jaw dropped until she could fit an egg in her mouth. She pointed at Yun Xiangxiang incredulously, “Sister, she’s already a 170 centimeters. How can such a tall person fit into a twenty two-inch luggage?”

“This is the highest level of Jiu Jitsu,” Song Qian didn’t feel that what she said was unbelievable in the least, “Our family already has a set of Jiu Jitsu. Master it, and it wouldn’t be a dream.”

“Can I learn? Is it already too late if I start now?” Yun Xiangxiang immediately stopped watching the film.

“I’m afraid you might be too late if it’s normal Jiu Jitsu. However, you can totally train in our family’s set. It would be even more efficient if you pair it up with our family’s prescriptions.”

“How long should I train to reach this level?” Yun Xiangxiang’s gaze was burning.

“It depends on your talent and willpower. You may have better flexibility than normal people since you have learned how to dance. It’s easy for you to perform splits and backbends. However, you’re still far behind those who trained in Jiu Jitsu since they were kids,” Song Qian assessed objectively, “I can’t guarantee the specifics of the time it will take.”

“I want to try. Can you teach me?” Yun Xiangxiang suddenly saw a sliver of hope.

If she could bypass an even denser infrared alarm system without the help of editing; if she could hide herself in an inconspicuous luggage after she stole the jewelry and escaped, the scene that was filmed could send tremors throughout the film industry. The magnitude of enrichment that could be brought to the film would be immeasurable.

She would secure Tiantian’s character with this set of skills.

“Er…” Song Qian was in a dilemma, “I can’t call the shots for this. You can ask the young master yourself.”

“Young master?” Li Xiangling and Song Meng glanced at each other. They were in the modern era. Could such an archaic appellation still exist?

Song Qian smiled at them but did not elaborate.

Yun Xiangxiang glared at Song Qian. She thought about what happened in the Song Family’s manor, “Song Qian, we need to talk. Alone.”

Yun Xiangxiang went to her room upstairs after she put down her pillow. Song Qian followed behind her.

“I know your suspicions,” Song Qian said before Yun Xiangxiang could open her mouth, “I do have such thoughts. Our family’s young master doesn’t have any carnal desires. But there’s nothing more important to the Song Family than the young master’s heir. Song Yao and I follow the young master. If anything should happen to him, we will get involved too.

True, I do not know how the young master feels about you. Whether it’s feelings of having you as his savior or being extremely grateful, or being inexplicably close to you because of your blood coursing through his veins. It doesn’t matter. But you’re the only young lady whose existence means something to him. Naturally I would create as many opportunities for the young master as possible to let him understand his feelings earlier. It would be better for the both of you.”

“If the young master doesn’t realize his feelings for you in time, a lot of people will send you to the young master’s bed. Even if you’re married; even if they will risk their own lives; or even if they go against the young master’s wishes. All for the sake of the Song Family’s inheritance and for the sake of our interests. You have to know that a generation of the Song Family’s heir involves the interests and the survival of many big families,” Song Qian told the truth coldly to Yun Xiangxiang after a pause.

Yun Xiangxiang wasn’t the least bit incensed even when Song Qian was being so direct. She believed that what Song Qian said was the truth. It was like the throne of the emperor in ancient eras. The interests and survival of countless people were behind all the princes. Sometimes they took the role of the antagonist not because they wanted to. It was because of the people whose interests and survival that depended on them had forced them to prioritize the big picture.

It was also like what Song Qian said. Song Mian probably was giving her preferential treatment due to him being in a confused state to which he did not know the reason why himself. Realizing everything earlier would be better to Song Mian and herself. It would prevent any irrevocable tragedy from happening that would hurt more people.