You're My Only Star

Song Xing Xing was about to clock off work when she noticed the message from Lu Xun. 

Her brow rose when she read that Lu Xun would not be able to pick her up at work. Instead, the man had arranged a driver to pick her up and sent her over to a place.

Song Xing Xing reread the driver\'s plate number and memorized it.

As she walked out of the studio with her colleagues, Song Xing Xing noticed the black Cayenne parked in front of the studio. After rechecking the plate number a few times, she realized that this was the car that was arranged to pick her up.

After watching Liu Yu Sheng leave with Ning Yan, Song Xing Xing walked over to the black Cayenne and the driver stepped out.

"Miss Song, hello."

Song Xing Xing looked at the man\'s face and realized that she had met this person a few times before. This person was Zhang Yu Han\'s assistant, Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye walked around the vehicle and helped her with the door. "President Lu and President Zhang were currently engaged with something. This is why President Lu asked me to fetch you."

Song Xing Xing slid into the back passenger\'s seat and asked, "Are they meeting some business partners?"

If the two men were busy with their works, Song Xing Xing would rather not go and disturb them. She can always head back to her apartment first instead.

Xiao Ye flashed a smile. "Miss Song, you will know soon." He slid into the driver\'s seat and quickly drove away.

After almost half an hour of driving, the vehicle finally stopped. Song Xing Xing looked out the window and saw the basketball court not far away from her. In the center of the court, two men were seen engaged in an intense match.

"Miss Song, we have arrived," Xiao Ye announced. "President Lu should be waiting for you at the basketball court."

Song Xing Xing thanked the assistant and alighted the vehicle. Her eyes continued to watch the two players on the basketball as she approached the place.

"Auntie Xing Xing, you\'re here!"

Lowering her gaze, Song Xing Xing saw that the little girl, Zhang Li Xue stood beside her. Her tiny arms gripped at her jeans tightly. Her lips curved into a smile. "Li Xue, you\'re here as well."

"Auntie Xing Xing, accompany me to play basketball, alright?"

"Li Xue, don\'t disturb your Auntie Xing Xing. Didn\'t Uncle Lu Xun and your dad accompanied you for a few rounds just now?" Li Qin Yao said. "If you\'re too tired, you\'re going to miss dinner after this."

The little girl pouted before she ran over to her mother. 

"Xing Xing," Li Qin Yao called. "Come over and sit down."

Song Xing Xing raised her head and met with Li Qin Yao\'s gaze. The two women exchanged a smile before Song Xing Xing walked over to the bench and sit down.

"Why were they playing basketball at this time?" Song Xing Xing could not hide her curiosity.

Previously, Lu Xun had mentioned having a few meetings with Zhang Yu Han. According to plan, Lu Xun was going to pick her up before they will have dinner together. Song Xing Xing had thought that the change of plan might be related to their business matters. She had not thought that when she arrived, she would get to watch the two men in a basketball match instead.

Moreover, there was something wrong with the scene in front of her. Lu Xun and Zhang Yu Han were both enjoying their basketball games in casual business attire. That black leather shoes were totally unfit to wear during a game like this.

"Initially, Lu Xun had promised to accompany Li Xue to play for around and two," Li Qin Yao said. "I don\'t know what happened. But looking at the intensity of this match, it seemed that they were trying to let off some steam."

Li Qin Yao had been married to Zhang Yu Han for years and understood that each time her husband tortured someone on the basketball court like this, it would mean that he was in a bad mood.

However, after watching Lu Xun for a while, Li Qin Yao had a hunch that Lu Xun\'s mood was not that good as well.

A soft sigh escaped her as she did not know what was going on. She could only wait until they were alone before she can ask her husband anything.

Song Xing Xing continued to watch the match in silence. This was the first time that she had watched Lu Xun playing basketball. Although he was not as good as Zhang Yu Han, Song Xing Xing could not deny that Lu Xun looked very attractive at this time. 

The match ended after a while.

Lu Xun walked over to the bench and smiled when he saw his girlfriend. As he was reminded that he was now full of sweats, Lu Xun did not dare to get too close to his girlfriend. "When did you get here?"

"A while ago." Song Xing Xing said. She fished into her purse and took out some tissue paper to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Although he was a little embarrassed with how he looked at this time, Lu Xun could not hide that he was very happy to enjoy his girlfriend\'s attention.

"This is my first time watching you playing basketball," Song Xing Xing whispered. "Lu Xun, you look good."

Lu Xun chuckled. "Well, I lost."

"Un. But you still look good."

Meeting his girlfriend\'s gentle gaze, Lu Xun had no way to refute her. It was good to hear those words from her.

Li Qin Yao rose and handed over bottled water to the men. After they had rested enough, Lu Xun suggested for everyone to return to his place and to rest and have their dinner together.

Song Xing Xing recalled Auntie Wei\'s cooking and smacked her lips.

Assistant Xiao Ye drove Zhang Yu Han and his family in the black Cayenne while Song Xing Xing sat in Lu Xun\'s Maserati together.

Song Xing Xing recalled the conversation with Li Qin Yao and glanced at the man beside her. "Why were you playing basketball this seriously." She leaned closer as if to get a better look at him. "Lu Xun, are you in a bad mood?"

Lu Xun looked at her in surprise. He had done his best to conceal his mood but he was not expecting that his girlfriend would still notice it.

"What happened?"

A sigh escaped him. "I ran into Shi An Na earlier."

Her expression changed. "Your ex-girlfriend?"

"Un."

"What did she want from you?" Song Xing Xing subconsciously pulled an unhappy look on her face.

A deep frown appeared on his face. "I don\'t know." He would also like to know why did that person would not stop bothering him.