Chapter 90: The Hated Miss of the Dating Show (39)

Chapter 90 – The Unpopular Heiress on the Dating Show (39)

"Dear Princess, welcome to my world! OMG! This hits me right in the feels! Tang-jie, look at our Dr. Xiang!"

"Dr. Xiang is heart-wrenchingly sincere. He’s baring his whole world to you!"

"Wedding bells! Just marry already!"

When Xiang Xiuran said those words, he was so genuine that Tang Qing finally understood why he had chosen this spot for their date. As he’d said, from this location, she could see everything that made up Xiang Xiuran.

The two of them suddenly fell into a charged tension, with Xiang Xiuran completely focused on the person before him.

[Camera cuts to wide shot] The camera strategically pulled back, capturing the bustling hospital in the background and the quiet intimacy of the café—two different worlds blending into one harmonious image.

In Xiang Xiuran’s café, Tang Qing discovered many traces of Dr. Xiang: books he had read, his usual coffee cup, even a pile of commendation scrolls.

"You keep all these here?" She stared at the stack of banners in surprise. "What, embarrassed to display them?"

It was clear Xiang Xiuran didn’t care much for these scrolls. They were rolled up and casually tucked into a corner of the café, some even gathering dust.

"Just doing what I’m supposed to."

As he had mentioned earlier, Xiang Xiuran didn’t like patients placing all their trust in him. "Compared to these scrolls, I care more about how the café’s business is doing today."

The moment he said this, a gaggle of hospital nurses walked in.

"Really? This café is actually owned by Dr. Xiang?"

"Ah, Dr. Xiang has been on that dating show lately. He’s been MIA forever."

"What if Dr. Xiang really finds someone he likes on the show? Then we’ll have no chance..." They were all colleagues of Dr. Xiang, probably just off their shift.

(Offscreen) The girls didn’t notice the two people upstairs at all, continuing their chatter about Xiang Xiuran.

"Dr. Xiang should be up for a promotion this year, right? He’s amazing—even the director praises him!"

"With a face like Dr. Xiang’s, if I were in surgery with him, I’d probably forget which end of the scalpel to hold..."

Amidst the lively gossip, Tang Qing picked up quite a few juicy insider details about Xiang Xiuran. Teasingly, she looked at him and said, "Seems our Dr. Xiang is quite popular, huh?"

"Look at all these fangirls."

Leaning against the railing on the second floor, Tang Qing rested her chin on her hand, her face like a painting.

"Speaking of which, An Shenshen has a major crush on our Dr. Xiang too, no?"

Once again, the mention of An Shenshen brought back memories of the date ticket incident. A shadow of irritation flickered across his eyes before he composed himself and asked, "And what about you?"

"Tang Qing... I only care about your thoughts."

It was almost like a sigh—Xiang Xiuran’s voice was soft, yet it landed like a physical blow on Tang Qing’s ears.

System announcement: "Alert: Surge detected in Xiang Xiuran’s Love Points. Current Love Points: 88."

By the time Tang Qing and Xiang Xiuran returned to the shared house, many people were already gathered in the living room, including An Shenshen, who had allegedly been too busy with work these past few days.

She kept sneaking glances toward the entrance, and finally, she heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

They’d returned!

The moment An Shenshen turned to look at Tang Qing, a flash of jealousy instantly flickered in her eyes!

In Tang Qing’s hand was a bouquet of flowers…

During her two dates with Xiang Xiuran, she had never received a gift from him. You could really tell how much someone cared by the little things.

"Wow, Tang Qing, you look stunning today!" Wen Yixuan never held back her compliments. Tang Qing’s outfit today was even more captivating than the green dress from last time—she looked every bit the untouchable socialite.

Standing before such a knockout beauty, Wen Yixuan even felt that Tang Qing looked almost too perfect to be real.

"And roses! Did Dr. Xiang give them to you?" Immediately spotting them as the Aisha roses from the small garden, Wen Yixuan leaned in for a closer look, her eyes sparkling. "Dr. Xiang is so thoughtful—he probably put this together himself."

The Aisha roses in the small garden weren’t doing so hot, lacking proper care. It was only since Xiang Xiuran moved in that he sometimes bothered to water the plants there.

Wen Yixuan could tell that Dr. Xiang had made sure to pick out the largest and most beautiful blooms, even carefully removing the protective petals and smoothing out all the thorns. He’d thought of everything—this gentle doctor truly paid attention to every detail.

Hearing this, An Shenshen dug her nails into her palms.

The difference between being loved and unloved was painfully obvious.

Compared to her own two dates where she got nothing, Tang Qing made her blood boil. An Shenshen felt like a total fool, already imagining what people online would say when comparing her dates with Tang Qing’s.

It’s all because of her!

Her friend Shi Jia noticed An Shenshen’s bad mood and tried to comfort her. "Shenshen, are you okay?"

"Don't worry about it. She's just a bit better-looking, that's all."

This only made An Shenshen angrier. Her temper flaring, she snapped, "What do you mean? Are you saying I'm not as good-looking as her?"

Shi Jia was stunned by her sudden explosion.

"Shenshen..."

"That's not what I meant..."

Shi Jia suddenly barely recognized the girl in front of her. The An Shenshen she remembered had always been sweet and gentle—since when did she get so nasty?

Closing her eyes briefly, An Shenshen refused to look at the idiot standing there, her voice icy. "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood."

Even her apology lacked its usual softness.

After the date, Tang Qing had just changed clothes and was about to head downstairs when she opened the door to find Su Chengwen standing outside her room.

"Here to deliver something?"

Spotting the box in Su Chengwen’s hand, the socialite grabbed it without ceremony. "What is it?"

"The ceramic bowl from last time—it's been fired." Su Chengwen spoke.

"Earlier, I saw you from upstairs. You looked beautiful."

Tang Qing, just back from her date, was still the familiar noblewoman, glowing like a prize peony.

It was a shame that he hadn’t been the one accompanying her today. The thought brought a shadow of sadness to Su Chengwen’s eyes.

"The bowl looks even better after firing."

Once the firing was complete, Tang Qing got another look at Su Chengwen’s craftsmanship, especially the fine details on the painted kitten. You’d never guess it came from someone who studied mathematics.

Su Chengwen...

must be incredibly thoughtful to create such a piece.

"Of course it's the top student—always a step ahead in everything."

But Su Chengwen shook his head and said, "Not exactly."

"Tang Qing, I've been regretting something all day..."

Tang Qing: "Regretted what?"

"I regret why it wasn't me who posted on Weibo yesterday." Su Chengwen spoke slowly, his voice heavy with frustration and disappointment, ending in a sigh.

"I kept thinking, if I had posted on Weibo too, would I be the one on a date with you today?"