He’s Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected! - Chapter 349

Chapter 349: [(349)] Can’t you live without a man?_1

“You knew too?”

Upon hearing Song Lele’s words, Tang Feng was momentarily stunned.

He didn’t expect her to be paying attention to matters of the antique circle.

After all, the antique circle was nothing but a niche community, seldom followed by most people.

“Xinling told me, otherwise I would have had no idea. Why didn’t you tell me so I could go to the scene and cheer you on?” Song Lele’s voice carried a hint of reprimand.

“Haha, you’re a busy person, I was afraid you wouldn’t have time, so I didn’t tell you.”

Tang Feng made a joke, but to his surprise, Song Lele didn’t speak for a long time after hearing it.

“Are you… angry? I’m sorry, I was just joking, I just forgot to tell you.” Tang Feng quickly became nervous and had to explain.

“Big Shot, do you think I don’t measure up as a friend?” Song Lele asked abruptly.

“Ah? Why would you think that? You’re great.”

“Don’t lie to me. I know you must feel I’m always mysteriously appearing and disappearing, acting all secretive, right?”

“Honestly, no, you’re overthinking it.”

“Then why did you tell Xu Xinling about the appraiser’s exam, but not me?”

“Uh…”

Tang Feng found himself at a loss for words.

Truth be told, he did feel that Song Lele had many secrets and always seemed to keep her distance.

He had known Song Lele longer than he had known Xu Xinling.

But when he had something on his mind, he preferred to talk to Xu Xinling rather than Song Lele, about whom he had some reservations.

These were all subconscious actions he hadn’t noticed before.

Now that Song Lele had confronted him about it, he realized it really was like that.

“Heh, I knew it. I deserve not to have any friends, I should just be alone for life.” Song Lele’s tone was laced with a hint of melancholy as she spoke.

“Ale, you…”

Before Tang Feng could finish his question, he heard a loud “bang” on the phone, as if a door had slammed against a wall.

Following that, a woman’s icy voice came through, “Who are you secretly calling again?”

Last of all, Song Lele hurriedly said, “Big Shot, I have to go,” then hung up the phone.

Tang Feng quickly redialed, but the phone rang on endlessly without answer.

By the time he tried for the third time, the phone was already turned off.

This immediately made him anxious.

When he first met Song Lele, he had scanned her basic information using the system.

However, as the system’s level was quite low at the time, he could only see very basic information.

Although they had met a few times since then, he hadn’t used the scanning system on her again, keeping with the principle of not prying into a friend’s privacy.

He only knew that she was living with her sister; beyond that, he knew nothing.

The cold woman’s voice on the phone just now must be her sister, right?

But why did it sound so devoid of warmth, almost enemy-like?

Feeling restless, he had no choice but to call Xu Xinling.

Being Song Lele’s close friend, she certainly knew more.

After listening to him, Xu Xinling merely let out a helpless sigh, “It’s her family business. We shouldn’t meddle, or it will only make things difficult for her.”

Tang Feng too felt that such domestic matters were difficult to interfere with.

You could end up offending everyone.

He simply sighed and continued writing his appraisal report.

…

In Zhonghai, inside a high-end apartment.

Song Lele sat on her bed like a child who had done something wrong, fidgeting with her fingers.

Her sister, Song Huanhuan, stood opposite her with arms folded, adopting the stance of an interrogator, “You’ve been calling that man again? Haven’t I told you not to contact him anymore?”

“He went to the appraiser exam today and got a really good score, so I… called to congratulate him. Is that not allowed?” Song Lele gathered courage to retort.

Song Huanhuan looked at her in disbelief, “Are you actually defying me for a man now?”

The courage Song Lele had mustered quickly evaporated, “Sister, I’m not defying you, it’s just… I need friends too. Isn’t it okay to just offer congratulations to a friend?”

“Did I say you couldn’t have friends? Have I ever stopped you from being friends with Xu Xinling? I just want you to stay away from those filthy, disgusting men. Why don’t you listen? Do you think you’d die without a man?”

Song Huanhuan’s words were harsh, and tears started to run uncontrollably down Song Lele’s face.

“Sister, Tang Feng and I are really just ordinary friends, and he’s kind too, not like those men in the family…”

“Shut up!”

The pitch of Song Huanhuan’s voice rose sharply, “I’m warning you for the last time, no more contact with that man. If I find out again, don’t blame me for being rude.”

After saying that, she walked over, took Song Lele’s phone, and left the room.

Song Lele wanted to fight back, but ultimately couldn’t muster the courage and turned to sob into her bed.

Once Song Huanhuan was back in her room, she sneered at the name “Big Shot” in her sister’s call history.

She pulled open a drawer, tossed the phone inside, and then picked up a dossier.

It was detailed information on Tang Feng she had someone investigate.

It included Tang Feng’s family background, educational history, work experience, social circle, and more, listed in meticulous detail.

From this file, Tang Feng’s life for his first twenty-something years seemed utterly unremarkable.

Just an ordinary guy from an ordinary family, with an average education, job, and social circle–a dime a dozen in the streets.

But just a month ago, he had suddenly been invited by Mr. Qin from Ya Garden to work as the chief appraiser at his antique shop.

His fate took a significant turn from there.

A man who had never touched antiques in over twenty years suddenly became an appraiser?

Furthermore, to score so well in an appraiser exam?

And to be hailed as the “Number One Genius of the Zhonghai Antique Circle”?

With her sharp business acumen, she immediately deduced it was all hyped up.

And likely, the person behind it all was none other than Mr. Qin from Ya Garden.

A man who climbed the ladder thanks to a woman appeared in every respect as a boy-toy living off a woman.

To think she was defied for such a man?

What a fool!