?Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Old Times   Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Old Times                                   The spacious living room was illuminated by the warm chandelier, and every so often, moths would fly in through the wide-open windows, fluttering their wings as they made their way toward the chandelier, producing a faint sound.


    Neither Fu Han nor Nan Qing found the intrusion of moths intolerable; they would often stare nkly at the moths colliding with the chandelier.


    Perhaps due to the gradually warming weather, there were an unusual number of moths tonight, continuously crashing into the chandelier one after another. After all, it wasn’t a real torch, so the moths wouldn’t die upon impact.


    After watching for a while, Fu Han found it boring and returned to the studio to grab a copy of “Gone with the Wind,” then sat in the hammock on the balcony to read, the light illuminating her perfect profile, casting a golden glow over her.


    Nan Qing lounged on the sofa ying with her phone when she suddenly asked out of the blue, “Fu Han, are Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe dating?”


    “What makes you say that?” Instead of answering directly, Fu Han was more curious about why Nan Qing suddenly mentioned Luo Qinghe.


    In fact, aside from Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe themselves, only Fu Han, Su Cheng, and He Xing knew about their rtionship. He Xing had guessed it on his own.


    An artist dating was a big deal, even for someone as bold and forthright as Bai Wei. They were bound by too many contractual obligations, including having to conduct various tests before going public with a rtionship, to ensure the minimum impact on their losses.


    So when Bai Wei’s agent approached both Fu Han and Su Cheng, asking for their help in keeping the rtionship a secret, they didn’t hesitate to agree, which ultimately led to them not even telling Nan Qing.


    Nan Qing shook her phone, her smile blooming like flowers, “There are a lot of people online saying they fell for each other while filming the movie. I watched some clips, and it seems legit to me.”


    Holding her book, Fu Han sat next to Nan Qing and looked sincerely into her eyes, “Nan Qing, I should have told you about this earlier, but I had promised Bai Wei’s side to keep it a secret, so I didn’t mention it to you. For their sake, I hope you can keep it a secret too.”


    “It’s not a big deal; what’s there for you to feel guilty about?” Nan Qing’sugh was bright and pure, “Besides, I’m happy for Brother Qinghe to find someone he likes, and Bai Wei really is a good girl who genuinely likes Brother Qinghe.”


    “I’m quite happy for them too,” Fu Han’s mood was lifted by Nan Qing’sughter, but as sheughed, her heart began to feel a bit heavy, “But… I’ve heard… just heard, mind you, that Luo Qinghe’s family doesn’t like Bai Wei and doesn’t approve of their rtionship.”


    “Why?” Nan Qing’s eyes widened in surprise, “But Aunt Luo used to be a model herself, right? Back in her prime, she was nowhere near as popr as Bai Wei is now.”


    Fu Han uttered an “Ah” in response, still remembering the disdainful expression Luo Qiluo had when mentioning “female star”.


    Nan Qing spoke again, “Very few people know about Aunt Luo’s past; it was my mother who mentioned it offhand. She said Aunt Luo was very dedicated to modeling, working out every day. Even after so many years, she still maintains a good figure.”


    Fu Han nodded in approval, “I’ve seen her; not only does she keep in good shape, but her face is well-cared-for too. She looks almost the same age as Luo Qinghe.”


    “That is…” Nan Qing’s smile turned ambiguous, “Everyone has their own pursuits. Aunt Luo seeks eternal youth. The amount she spends each year on her face and figure is outrageous; I’ve heard it’s enough to buy a vi.”


    Fu Han never paid much attention to her own face and figure, but perhaps because she was always running around with her camera, she never gained weight, no matter how much she ate.


    That’s why she found it hard to understand this extreme focus on appearance. She shook her head, thinking to herself: No wonder she always felt ufortable speaking with Luo Qiluo. Indeed, “Those who pursue different paths can hardly make ns together.”


    The clear voice of Nan Qing continued, “Aunt Luo seems very kind and easy to talk to, but she’s actually quite stubborn at heart and won’t change her mind once it’s made up. If Bai Wei wants to end up with Brother Qinghe, she might have a tough time.”


    Fu Han felt herself bing weighed down, thinking for a moment before speaking seriously, “I think Luo Qinghe and Bai Wei will be able to handle it.”


    “Right,” Nan Qing’s voice wasced with a distinct cheer, “Brother Qinghe and his mother are alike, both very determined once they set their minds on something. They’ve been at odds for over twenty years. So now that he’s chosen Bai Wei, he won’t easily back down.”


    This was somewhatforting for Fu Han. Although Luo Qinghe was pretty good to Bai Wei now, she still resented the fact that Luo Qinghe had chosen Bai Wei just to spite his parents. But knowing that Luo Qinghe was someone who followed through with his decisions, she figured that Bai Wei’s days would not be too difficult.


    The living room fell silent, signaling the end of this topic.


    Suddenly, an idea sparked in Fu Han’s mind, and she whispered, “Nan Qing, can you help me find out more about Luo Qinghe’s parents, like… about their romantic affairs and marriage, you know… This is my request. If it’s too much trouble, forget about it.”


    “What’s so difficult about that? It’s not like you’re asking me to do something outrageous.” Nan Qing stood up from the sofa, waving her phone, “I’ll look into it right away, and get back to you soon.”


    The moment Nan Qing stepped into her room, an unexpected knock on the door echoed through the space.


    Fu Han’s heartbeat elerated with the knocking. She peered through the peephole and indeed, it was He Xing. She hurriedly opened the door and rushed into his arms as if returning to a nest, “You’re finally back.”


    He Xing hugged Fu Han tightly, wishing he could melt her into his body, and kissed her forehead. He whispered into her ear, “I bought some barbecue, do you want toe over and eat some?”


    In the past, Fu Han often found herself being taken to his cete at night for food, but today…


    Fu Han shook her head, “No, I still have some work to finish today. It’s gettingte. You should head back and rest, ande over for breakfast in the morning.”


    Under the light of the living room, the star-like glint in He Xing’s eyes wasced with red veins, a clear sign of extreme fatigue. Fu Han couldn’t help but feel distressed at the sight.


    “Mm…” He Xing agreed softly, resting his head on Fu Han’s shoulder while his eyshes danced restlessly on her neck.


    Fu Han felt increasingly overwhelmed. She patted He Xing’s back and cooed like soothing a child, “Okay, be good. Go back and sleep well. We’ll have breakfast when you wake up.”


    “Mm…” He Xing finally straightened up, and before lifting his head, he didn’t forget to give Fu Han’s lips a quick kiss, “I’ve been too slowtely. ‘Anticipation for Return’ is about to premiere, and I’m busy with pre-release promotions. I haven’t had time to apany you. You’re not mad, are you?”