Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At the Student Union building.
This was practically the gathering place for Yin Shaojie and his friends.
On the first level of the lobby, dishes from a five-star restaurant had just arrived. Before all of them were even placed on the table, a smiling Song Shijun had already pushed the door in and entered.
“It smells so good! Those are dishes from Yu’s Kitchen, right? Their dongpo pork is my favorite!”
Someone had invited himself and even sat down shamelessly.
Yin Shaojie looked at him. “I don’t recall inviting you here, hm?”
Song Shijun picked up a pair of chopsticks and swung them around. He wagged his eyebrows playfully as he said, “Why would you need to inform me? This means we have mutual affinity~”
Song Shijun had been really lonely these few days. When Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao had left, Han Qiqing had hung around Lu Yichen all day long.
Even though he had other friends who also belonged to the upper classes, their relationships weren’t the same.
“Hey! You can’t take this!” Mu Xiaoxiao shouted suddenly and used her chopsticks to prevent his action.
Song Shijun paused in the middle of grabbing the lobster. He pushed the plate and said, “Isn’t there another here?”
Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him. “There are only two of them! They are for me and Jie to eat.”
Upon hearing this, Song Shijun quickly bypassed her chopsticks. Picking up the lobster and putting it into his bowl, he took a bite of it.
His words were muffled as he said, “It’s more romantic if both of you share one, don’t you think?”
“You’re such a hungry ghost,” Mu Xiaoxiao harrumphed.
Yin Shaojie looked at the both of them, and he suddenly shot Song Shijun a cold glare.
Song Shijun hurriedly smiled at Mu Xiaoxiao obsequiously and said, “Okay, okay, it’ll be my treat next time to make up to both of you; how about that?
As the mayor’s son, there were many in school who flattered and sucked up to him.
However, he was a little masochistic and liked to hang out with these people.
Song Shijun knew that it was because Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao’s statuses were different that they treated him like a normal person.
Song Shijun liked this about them.
In Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes, he wasn’t the mayor’s son but Song Shijun, their friend.
“Oh yeah.” Song Shijun seemed to remember something and searched his pockets, presenting something to Mu Xiaoxiao.
“What’s this?” Mu Xiaoxiao received the item and realized that it was a paper box containing a SIM card.
Song Shijun looked at Yin Shaojie in the eyes and said, “This is the card you used here. I’ve gotten a new one for you; put it in your phone to test it out.”
If not for his reminder, Mu Xiaoxiao would have almost forgotten about this.
Her phone still had an American SIM card, and she had long thrown away her Chinese one.
Yin Shaojie suddenly reached out and snatched the SIM card. “Give me your phone,” he said as he spread his hand out.
“Okay.” Mu Xiaoxiao thought that he wanted to help her put the SIM card in, and gave him her phone.
Having help was always a good thing.
Hehe, now she was free to indulge in eating.
Mu Xiaoxiao picked up the last lobster hurriedly and put it in her bowl. She picked it up with her fingers swiftly and lowering her head, taking a bite.
Her little face was full of satisfaction as she said, “It’s delicious!”
Song Shijun nodded in agreement. “I know, right? I love their lobster too.”
After Yin Shaojie put the SIM card in to the phone and turned it on, he was confronted by an unexpected lock screen.
He frowned. His dark eyes was glued to the screen, and the gears in his brain turned. What was her password?