Chapter 221: Dating Is Really Fun

Song Qingwan’s voice cut off abruptly, then pitched up again:

"Holy shit, since when did my idol become a gigolo?"

The old man and Lu Junhan were silent for a moment before saying, "...You have an idol?"

"What’s with those faces?" Song Qingwan rolled her eyes at them,

"What? Is it illegal for a forty-something auntie to chase stars?"

She spoke righteously:

"You have no idea how popular Qu Sinian is in the entertainment industry right now. Every drama he does is a classic, he’s won so many awards his hands are sore, and his looks are totally off the charts. Most importantly, he looks exactly like my ex-boyfriend who died, like, eight hundred years ago. I just can’t figure it out—how did my male god, in his own daughter’s heart, turn into some gigolo?"

As she spoke, Song Qingwan’s face was full of displeasure. She directly pulled out her phone:

"No way, I have to tell Qu Sinian. I absolutely refuse to let anyone smear my male god’s reputation, not even his daughter!"

"..."

After sending off her tattling text, Song Qingwan felt refreshed!

Then she continued flipping through the file.

She had just glanced at it when her expression froze.

The old man saw this and thought something big had happened.

His brows creased slightly.

He held it in for a bit, but in the end he couldn’t, and reached out to snatch the file over:

"What’s wrong?"

Even the man on the other side, Lu Junhan, glanced over coolly.

Though neither man felt this was any big deal—at most, just a little girl playing pretend—but Song Qingwan had actually raised kids. The two men hadn’t.

So her crisis-ridden expression forced these two inexperienced men to take it seriously.

The old man flipped the pages back and forth and still couldn’t find any big problem—

The Qu Family’s only daughter, Qu Qianqian, three years old this year. Because her parents work in the entertainment industry, she’s had a lot of contact with outsiders since she was little, so she’s relatively precocious and outgoing.

Her background info all looked perfectly reasonable.

Her mom and dad weren’t criminals or anything, and the family was in perfectly legitimate business...

No matter how he looked at it, the old man didn’t see a problem, so he asked in a deep voice, "What problem did you see?"

Song Qingwan’s expression was grave: "A very big problem."

The old man sat up straight, face serious: "What big problem? Don’t tell me this file is fake?"

"It’s not."

"Then—"

Song Qingwan knitted her brows tightly. After a long moment, she finally said heavily:

"Since when do little girls nowadays all grow up this pretty?"

The old man: "..."

Lu Junhan: "..."

The old man had just been worrying himself half to death. Now, hearing this, he almost choked on his own breath, his voice exploding like thunder:

"How is that any kind of ’big problem’!"

"How is this not a big problem?" Song Qingwan came back to herself, yanked the file back, and pointed at Qu Qianqian’s photo,

"Look how pretty this little girl is! If she were ugly, you could still say it’s just playing house, but with such a pretty little girl, Li Li was definitely seduced by her!"

"Huh?" The little girl in front, who had gone back to watching TV, twitched her ears.

Like she’d heard her own name, she turned her head, her little face delighted:

"Auntie, Auntie, Auntie, Auntie! Were you just calling Li Li?"

"No," Song Qingwan and the old man turned their heads in unison and said, "Watch your TV."

The little girl shrank back into the sofa, all aggrieved: "...Oh."

So annoying.

Ever since she started dating, Auntie, Daddy, and Grandpa all seemed like they didn’t want to play with her anymore.

Qianqian said that falling in love is supposed to be very happy.