Chapter 1081 - My Precious Wife (7)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ai Bao had never expected Ink Painting on Porcelain to do her such a big favor!
Although... Why did Ink Painting on Porcelain know about her messy relationship with Wu Hanxiao?
She was still feeling conflicted when her friend sent her a message on QQ. âYou know what, last time when I edited Ink Painting on Porcelainâs recording, I happened to mention you in passing and told him what Wu Hanxiao did to you. Porcelain said he would get even with Wu Hanxiao for you.
âP.S.: I think Ink Painting on Porcelain cares about you a lot... He told me that he listened to all the radio plays you worked on as an organizer and his phoneâs ringtone is an anime theme song you covered...â
Ai Bao was surprised. Despite working in the voice-acting circle, she seldom sang anything herself. The only time she had was for a bet, where she covered a Japanese song which she posted on her webpage.
Ink Painting on Porcelain... used a song she sang as his ringtone...
Holding her face in her palms, Ai Bao smiled dumbly.
Was her voice that great?
On her way back home, Ai Bao couldnât help but begin to hum a tune.
âYouâre my eyes that experience the change of seasons for me... Because youâre my eyes, I can see...â Immersed in her singing, she only stopped when she saw the look on An Yibeiâs face.
âMr. An... was I too loud?â
An Yibei forced a smile. âAi Bao, promise me not to sing Chinese songs again.â
âBut why?â Ai Bao asked in grievance.
âOther people canât tell youâre off-key when you sing in a foreign language.â
â...â
Ai Bao was crestfallen.
She found the song she sang and was astonished after listening to it for two seconds.
Shit! She was completely out of tune!
Who gave her the confidence to post it online in the first place?! That was horrible!
Ai Bao closed the webpage and didnât know how to process the whole thing.
âMr. An, I think someoneâs secretly in love with me...â said Ai Bao sadly.
How come she wasnât elated by the revelation that a famous guy liked her?
An Yibei said calmly, âThatâs good news. At least it means youâre more popular than I expected.â
Ai Bao bit her lip. âAre you afraid that the other guy may take me away from you?â
âGo ahead.â An Yibei smirked. âIâd like to see him try!â
Ai Baoâs eyes twinkled. âWow! Say that again! That sounded so heroic!â
Before An Yibei could reply, Ai Baoâs phone began to ring.
She picked it up.
âBaobao, I made your favorite sour and sweet fish. Come back home tonight!â It was from Ai Baoâs dad.
Flustered, Ai Bao stammered, âBut Iâm busy...â
âHow busy can you possibly be? You know what, you have to come back tonight. Auntie Wang set you up with a guy, so come back and have a look. You can still make a new friend if you donât like him.â
âDad, stop setting me up with guys!â Ai Bao blushed. Stealing a glance at An Yibei, she said in a tiny voice, âI have a boyfriend now...â
After a long silence, her dad said in a trembling voice, âWhat did you say, Baobao? You have a boyfriend? Really? Are you making it up because of the blind date?â
Ai Bao said in resignation, âDad, why would I lie to you? Just stop setting me up on blind dates...â
An Yibei asked suddenly, âIs that from your dad?â
âYes.â
âLet me talk to him.â He pulled over, then took the phone unhurriedly. âHello, Uncle, this is Baobaoâs boyfriend... yes... sure, Iâll take her to you now.â