Chapter 35: Tingting 33

Only children would insist to others that they aren't children; Han Tingting didn't say this out loud. In fact, calculating the years, Tan You was roughly the same age as her son from her previous life.

However, compared to Tan You, her son could not even come close. Thinking of that child, Han Tingting fell silent.

She had already embarked on a path completely different from her previous life, so that child was destined not to come into being. Han Tingting didn't feel much pain in abandoning him, because her previous life had been bitter enough; now, she only wanted to live for herself.

She wanted to live a more relaxed life; as for family, children, and such, Han Tingting truly had no heart for it.

If given the choice, perhaps ninety percent of married women would choose not to marry, because it is truly too much hardship. Thinking of her own turbulent life in her previous life, Han Tingting's eyes involuntarily reddened.

Tan You felt a bit at a loss. She had read many web novels, but those were just stories; how many people in real life lived like a web novel? Moreover, she really didn't know how to comfort people.

With red eyes, Han Tingting said, "I'm only crying this once today. Youyou, when you grow up, don't be in a hurry to get married and have children."

Tan You waved her hands hurriedly. "I don't want to get married. There's really nothing good about marriage. Especially when men are useless, women have to shoulder even more. So marriage really isn't good; I don't want to marry or have children in the future."

"If I have them, they'll just have to suffer. Why would I add a burden to myself? It's already hard enough just to support myself."

Han Tingting smiled. "How can you have so many profound thoughts at such a young age? If I had your mindset back then, I wouldn't have lived such a miserable life."

"Just like you said, there's really nothing good about marriage. Especially once you have children; it makes life a complete mess."

As the two chatted aimlessly, Han Tingting's breathing gradually became steady and long. Tan You breathed a sigh of relief; she had finally fallen asleep.

Han Tingting's return didn't attract much attention from those around her. Compared to Tan You, Han Tingting was undoubtedly more extroverted. She worked very smoothly at the garment factory, especially when discussing things with Master Hu, who even gave her the compliment of being "spirited."

Tan You felt a bit jealous. "Am I really a blockhead? Why didn't I get a compliment like that?"

Han Tingting quickly comforted her. "How could that be? You don't know how much I envy you. Look at how good your grades are; if you asked me to solve problems, I definitely couldn't do it. I've just seen more of them."

"I just like looking at beautiful clothes and watching models on the runway." Perhaps this was the only hobby in Han Tingting's life, and she clearly wanted to turn this hobby into a profession.

Tan You was indifferent to Han Tingting's choice. The reason she studied design under Master Hu was not because she loved it, but because she wanted to learn more skills. From the bottom of her heart, she was somewhat utilitarian; she couldn't love it with the same passion as Han Tingting.

So, what did she truly love? Tan You felt a bit lost.

The Beauty System spoke up: "The host has a long life ahead; you can take your time to think."

Tan You thought it made sense. She had plenty of time, and one day she would find what she truly loved. Perhaps one day she would be like Han Tingting, loving something with such sincerity.

"System, do you feel like Yang Kun has been hanging around Tingting a lot lately? I don't remember seeing him this often when I was in school."

Setting aside this slight annoyance, Tan You stared at Yang Kun for a long while. She was inseparable from Han Tingting, and she felt she had seen Yang Kun more in the last few days than in the past three years.

Beauty System: "Maybe because he isn't busy lately?"

Tan You: "Maybe."

Han Tingting also found it a bit strange; she seemed to see Yang Kun quite often lately. Wasn't he quite busy? In recent years, Factory Director Yang had been specifically in charge of production, while Yang Kun was responsible for brand operations and sales; the father and son worked quite well together.

Usually, Yang Kun didn't spend much time at the factory, but in this past month, Han Tingting felt she encountered him frequently. Sometimes it was because he came to see Master Hu, and sometimes they ran into each other during lunch.

Moreover, the topics of conversation always seemed to revolve around her. Through this back-and-forth, Han Tingting gradually formed a suspicion. But she asked nothing; if the other party truly had intentions, they would eventually be reflected in their actions.

Besides, she was only nineteen; what was the rush? If he truly had these feelings, could he wait until she graduated from university? These things were hard to say, so why should she let them disturb her mind?

Initially, Tan You couldn't quite understand Han Tingting's thoughts, but later she gradually understood. Someone liking you is their business and has nothing to do with you; mutual liking is a matter for two people.

Han Tingting was like a fish in water at the garment factory, and she had long since cast her biological parents in Yuncheng to the back of her mind. However, once her interview article was released, those who needed to know would know.

For instance, in the Li family, Li Xiaomei and Mother Li's faces were as dark as if they were about to drip water.

Mother Li gritted her teeth. "How eyesore. I didn't expect a golden phoenix to actually fly out of a chicken coop."

Li Xiaomei also stared at Han Tingting's photo in the newspaper, feeling a surge of anger. How wonderful would it be if this were her own child? But instead, it was her stepdaughter.

Father Li: "She has nothing to do with us, so why are you two getting so angry? She hasn't contacted us at all these past few years; she's just a stranger."

Li Xiaomei: "I'm just worried that Guangzhi will take her seriously..."

Father Li sneered. "Even if he takes that girl seriously, he won't pay her any mind. Didn't you guys go back last time? Didn't you see the result? Even if Han Guangzhi wanted to take her seriously, she wouldn't agree."

"That girl's self-esteem is incredibly high; the thing she values most is her grandfather. As for her biological parents, she doesn't care about them at all."

Mother Li hit the sofa. "You must teach our Xiaobao well. In the future, he must be more successful than her. I don't want people saying our child can't even compare to that one; how embarrassing would that be?"

Li Xiaomei gritted her teeth. "I will teach him well."

Father Li lit a cigarette, choosing not to break the delusions of the mother and daughter. He didn't have much faith in his grandson. However, there was no need to say that; why dampen their own family's spirit?

Han Guangzhi had, of course, seen the news. When he saw the smiling, flower-like Han Tingting in the photo, he remained silent for a long time. Was he happy? Perhaps a little, but not particularly.

It was just an indescribable complexity, because she hadn't grown up before his eyes, and he hadn't participated much in her life. Therefore, even knowing she was his daughter, he couldn't bring himself to loudly proclaim that she was his.