Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband

Chapter 138: Chapter 112 Night Market Disturbance

Song Xiu’s reaction was entirely within Wang Ting’s expectations.

When she received a call from her family a few days ago about setting her up on a blind date, she was totally against it. However, ironically, the blind date was with that member of the Song Family.

The Song Family in City B was well known to her as being of the same social rank as her own, and she was crystal clear about it.

After all… she had once put so much effort into digging up information about him.

Recollecting her thoughts, Wang Ting looked at the stunned Song Xiu, tilting her head slightly.

“So, the person I’m having a blind date with is the younger brother, Song Xiu?”

Zhang Qiao was somewhat surprised to find out that the two of them knew each other. After Wang Ting sat down, he quickly sought clarification. Upon hearing the explanation, Zhang Qiao’s smile was impossible to hide.

“Ah, look at the fate between you two, working at the same TV station, you must have a lot to talk about,” he said.

Wang Ting smiled faintly.

Not only did they have common topics, but they even shared the same idol.

It was at this moment that Song Xiu finally recovered his wits and asked Wang Ting in a soft whisper.

“Wang Xiaoting, what is this situation?”

The nickname “Wang Xiaoting” was given to her by Song Xiu after he found out that Wang Ting was also a fan of Ji Sang. Both around the same age, they had many thoughts about Ji Sang and his works, and naturally became good friends.

Hearing this nickname, Wang Ting’s eyelashes fluttered a few times.

It seemed as if she could still feel the warmth of Song Xiu’s breath by her ear.

Wang Ting lowered her eyes and chuckled lightly.

“I don’t know either, it’s just something arranged by my family.”

Upon hearing this, some of Song Xiu’s displeasure from the evening seemed to dissipate, and when he heard Wang Ting say this, he even felt some empathy.

Song Xiu relaxed quite a bit.

“What are they thinking anyway? We are only twenty-two, too young for matchmaking.”

When relaxed, Song Xiu’s peach-blossom eyes inadvertently emitted a beautiful charm.

Sitting close to him, Wang Ting had a clear view and stared for a while, chuckling.

“You’re twenty-two, but I’m already twenty-three.”

Song Xiu glanced at her.

“Is there a difference? To me, Wang Xiaoting, you’re no more than eighteen.”

Song Xiu gestured with his hand.

“No more than that.”

Wang Ting indeed had a small face, and given her youth and plumpness of collagen, it was no wonder Song Xiu felt that way.

“Anyway, you’re younger than me.”

To Wang Ting’s futile struggle, Song Xiu just laughed it off.

The fashion show was about to start, and both of them stopped their conversation.

Wang Ting looked at the boy sitting beside her and sighed.

It took her three whole years to go from strangers to friends. So… how much longer would it take to develop beyond friends?

…

This fashion show, indeed, Chris and V-brand had put in a lot of effort. The whole event was a visual feast.

Han City had been studying his camera with his head down all the time, only looking up when Su Ge appeared on the runway.

Both were a bit too focused on shooting the show, seated in the VIP area, frequently attracting the attention of other attendees. Ji Sang did not know how Su Ge appeared under Han City’s lens, but she was very satisfied with her own work.

After Su Ge left the stage, Han City wanted to check the photos on Ji Sang’s camera but was mercilessly denied.

Ji Sang had a simple reason; she feared harming Han City’s confidence.

Regarding fashion shows, Ji Sang didn’t have much interest in them, having initially become involved in the fashion field solely because of Su Ge.

After the show ended, Ji Sang and Han City went backstage to wait for Su Ge.

But obviously, the couple hadn’t seen each other for a while, and they embraced as soon as they met. Ji Sang quietly recalled Su Ge’s words

“Han City said he would drag me to scatter rice for you”

Well, they indeed succeeded.

As for Su Ge’s behavior of being enamored and forgetting friends, Ji Sang had seen it all and was unimpressed. When she first got together with Han City, it was common for them to go almost ten days to half a month without asking her out or contacting her much.

Only later did she find out that he had found a man.

Knowing the two needed time, Ji Sang took the chance to make a gesture to Su Ge when she looked over, and then left first.

The nights in B City were just like those in S City, with dazzling lights, endless extravagance. There was also the small streets and old alleys, quaint and tranquil. Everything seemed the same, yet nothing seemed the same.

Afflicted by professional habit, Ji Sang didn’t care about the time or the fact that she was in an unfamiliar place. She just wanted to start exploring whether this land might hold the shots she desired.

Following behind Zhang Qiao and Wang Ting, Song Xiu, without meaning to, looked up and saw Ji Sang’s departing figure.

Where was she off to?

Song Xiu pursed her lips slightly; Ji Sang had never been to B City and must be unfamiliar with it. It was late, and it would be somewhat dangerous for her to be out alone.

And she was still carrying a DSLR…

Noticing that Song Xiu was preoccupied, Wang Ting turned her head to look at him

“What’s wrong?”

Following his gaze, she saw nothing.

Song Xiu came back to his senses,

“Let’s go, Mom, I’ll take Wang Xiaoting home first.”

Zhang Qiao naturally was pleased to hear Song Xiu’s initiative.

“Sure, you young ones go have fun together.”

Once Zhang Qiao had left, Wang Ting then asked,

“Did you see Sister Ji just now?”

The only one nearby who could make him this concerned must be Sister Ji.

Song Xiu replied softly.

“She must be off to take photos somewhere.”

Hearing this, Wang Ting also frowned,

“It’s night already, Sister Ji doesn’t know B City well, it’s too unsafe.”

After saying so, the two looked at each other, clearly having the same thought.

…

Ji Sang went to the night market.

Unlike the high-rise buildings in the CBD, this area was filled with relatively small buildings, the tallest not exceeding six floors.

The night market was crowded, noisy; the cries of the vendors from various stands occasionally sounded out, mixed with the scents of various local delicacies, all rushing up to Ji Sang’s nose.

Having only eaten a little dinner to sustain herself, Ji Sang suddenly felt hungry.

“Why not put together a food collection?”

Over the years, she had photographed many things, yet she had never taken on her most beloved food. Ji Sang’s eyes lit up, suddenly feeling like this idea was pretty good.

Being able to take photos and eat at the same time, what could be more blissful than that?

Ji Sang was always quick to act, immediately setting out along the food street of the night market. Whenever she saw something she wanted to shoot, she would take a picture and then go forward to talk to the vendor.

It was evident that people often came to this street to shoot pictures, so the vendors weren’t surprised and waved her off, letting Ji Sang do as she pleased.

Just as Ji Sang was about to take a shot with her DSLR, a commotion suddenly erupted nearby.

Before Ji Sang could react, her shoulder was harshly bumped, and her DSLR nearly crashed to the ground.

Ji Sang’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly protected the DSLR in her arms, but her body, because of this motion, became unsteady and she fell to the ground.

Even as Ji Sang made the fastest protective motion, the moment she hit the ground, she still felt a heart-wrenching pain in the soles of her feet.