Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 179 Vanity

Song Huan stuffed the seven thousand yuan into his pocket, patted it twice to make it bulge, and then stood up proudly.

"I'm going to the electronics market!"

Zhang Xuejuan looked worried: "Are you going alone?"

Song Huan glanced at Song Wentao beside her, who was quickly putting on his shoes, ready to go to work. She then looked down at herself, tilting her head with a matter-of-fact expression: "Who else could I go with?"

Zhang Xuejuan walked over helplessly, poked his forehead hard with her finger, and said with exasperation, "You child, why can't you get it! Xiaoyunduo used to be clinging to you every day, but now that it's a long holiday, you haven't made a single sound, not even once!"

"She doesn't understand those computer parts, so she'd just sit there doing nothing."

Song Huan rubbed her forehead, which was throbbing from being poked, looking completely puzzled.

Zhang Xuejuan was so angry that she grabbed his ear and gave it a light twist: "Just because someone doesn't understand something doesn't mean I can't take them out to play! You're going to buy a computer, not to do scientific research. What's wrong with taking a young girl out for a stroll!"

Song Huan, wincing in pain, repeatedly begged for mercy, "Okay, okay! I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll call her out right now, alright?"

Zhang Xuejuan finally let go. Song Huan rubbed her red ears, sighed deeply, and slowly walked to the old-fashioned landline, picked up the receiver, and dialed.

The phone rang twice before being answered. Song Huan cleared her throat: "Hello, Aunt Xu, this is Song Huan. Is Xiao Yunqing home?"

Xu Wan replied with a laugh on the other end of the phone, "Yes, yes, wait a moment, I'll go call her."

Then I heard her raise her voice and shout, "Little Cloud! Come quick, it's Song Huan calling!"

A lazy, slightly impatient voice came from the other end of the phone, drifting over from afar: "Who is it? Who is it? It's so noisy..."

"Song Huan".

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence on the phone.

The next second, a series of "thump thump thump" footsteps were heard, like small cannonballs, coming from afar and approaching in a hurry.

"Feed?" Xiao Yunqing's voice came through the microphone, with a slight panting sound, clearly indicating that she had run over and was still not fully out of breath.

Song Huan was inexplicably stunned. She hadn't heard her speak for a while, and her voice seemed softer and sweeter than before.

He quickly coughed to cover his embarrassment and asked bluntly, "Um... are you free to hang out later?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone. Although Song Huan couldn't see it, she could accurately picture Xiao Yunqing pouting with her cheeks puffed out.

Xiao Yunqing was indeed thinking the same thing, and was muttering to herself.

Damn Song Huan, you haven't contacted me in so long, and now you're finally remembering me? Humph, I'm not going to talk to you!

"I'm not going!" Xiao Yunqing deliberately spat out the two words in a defiant tone.

Song Huan didn't think much of it, obediently replied "Oh," and casually said, "Okay then, I'll go by myself."

He was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, don't hang up!"

Xiao Yunqing's voice suddenly rose several octaves, hurried and flustered, as if afraid he would really hang up. She stammered, "I...I didn't say I really wouldn't go!"

Song Huan was completely confused, her face full of bewilderment: "So, are you going or not?"

"Go! Go away!" Xiao Yunqing shouted "Go" three times in a row, afraid that if she was too slow, he would not wait for her.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at that milk tea shop that just opened at the street corner." After saying that, Song Huan simply put the microphone back.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yunqing turned around and rushed to her room like a whirlwind.

Xu Wan leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed, watching her daughter's hurried manner, and teased with a smile, "What are you looking for in such a rush?"

Xiao Yunqing flung open the wardrobe door, plunged her head inside, and rummaged through the clothes, making a mess. A couple of seconds later, she poked her head out again, looking anxious: "Mom! Where did I put that little yellow dress I just bought a few days ago? I can't find it!"

"Going out with Song Huan?" Xu Wan asked with a smile.

Xiao Yunqing nodded vigorously, then plunged back into the closet to rummage through it, her voice full of anticipation: "Yes! He approached me first! Mom, please help me put together an outfit; I absolutely have to look my best today!"

Xu Wan leaned against the door frame, watching her daughter rummage through the wardrobe, and shook her head helplessly yet affectionately.

Sigh, this silly girl, her thoughts are written all over her face.

A short while later, Xiao Yunqing ran out of the room.

She was wearing a short yellow floral dress, the hem of which was just above her knees, revealing a section of her fair and tender calves. Her hair was also down, softly draped over her shoulders, and it looked shiny black when it was illuminated by the light.

She happily twirled in front of Xu Wan, her little skirt billowing like a tender little yellow flower.

"Mommy, Mommy, do you think this outfit looks good?"

Xu Wan smiled and nodded, walked over, and gently untied the ponytail tied at the back of her head. Once the rubber band was removed, the long hair was completely loose and softly draped over her shoulders: "A ponytail looks too childish. Wearing it like this makes you look more gentle and beautiful."

Xiao Yunqing immediately ran to the mirror, tilted her head to look at herself from left to right, her eyes instantly curving into sweet little crescents, and said happily, "Mom said it looks good, so it must look super good!"

She squatted down, put on her white sneakers, and carefully tied the shoelaces twice, making sure they were tight, as if afraid they would come loose.

She stood up and even stomped her feet to make sure her shoes were comfortable, then turned around, waved to Xu Wan, and skipped away, saying, "Mom, I'm going out!"

With a "bang," the door slammed shut. Xu Wan stood in the living room, looking at the closed door, and couldn't help but smile.

He muttered to himself, "This is what young people like, silly, but it's not so bad."

The milk tea shop was just at the street corner, only a ten-minute walk away, but Xiao Yunqing walked for almost twenty minutes.

She walked along, stopping frequently, and whenever she came across a glass shop window, she couldn't help but stop and secretly peek at her reflection.

Her hair was neat, her dress was wrinkle-free, and her lips were naturally pink and tender, looking good even without lipstick.

After walking a while longer, I passed a shop with a glass door that was so shiny that it reflected people's images clearly.

She immediately stopped and stared at her reflection in the glass.

A little yellow dress, white legs, long hair that floats softly in the breeze—the more you look at her, the more satisfied you become.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself through the glass, a hint of smugness in her voice: "I look so beautiful today, Song Huan will definitely be stunned when he sees me! He might not even be able to speak! Humph, serves him right for not contacting me for so long, I'll make him regret it to death today!"

Just as I was admiring myself, a face suddenly popped out from behind the glass, very close, with curved eyes and a mischievous smile on its lips.

"what!"

Xiao Yunqing was so frightened that she jumped back a big step, clutching her chest tightly with both hands, her face turning white and then red in an instant.

The face belonged to Song Huan. He slowly emerged from behind the glass, hands in his pockets, a sly smile on his face: "Scared?"

"You, when did you get here!" Xiao Yunqing was both embarrassed and anxious, and she stammered.

Song Huan laughed even harder: "I've been here for a while now, standing behind you. I saw you talking to yourself in front of the glass, getting really into it, so I didn't have the heart to interrupt you."

Xiao Yunqing's face instantly turned from bright red to purplish-brown. She was both ashamed and embarrassed. She stared at him for a long time without saying a word, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She turned around and walked away angrily, her skirt fluttering rapidly in the wind.

Song Huan, hands in his pockets, followed slowly behind her, teasing her on purpose: "Hey, who did you say was stunned? Who were you talking about when you said he'd definitely be stunned later?"

Xiao Yunqing walked even faster, her ears turning red from her earlobes to her ear roots, appearing pink and translucent in the sunlight.

She didn't turn her head and ignored him, but felt both shy and sweet inside, and muttered to herself.

[That jerk Song Huan, all he does is bully me!]