Hmph, I don’t want to think about him anymore, never again.
After finishing the call with Zhou Yunxian, Song Song rode off on her electric scooter. She thought, thankfully she had this thing; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to leave.
An hour after she left, Xiao Jinghuai dashed out of the main house. The driver waiting outside immediately greeted him respectfully, "Sir, do you need the car?"
"Where is she?"
The driver didn’t immediately react, "Sir, who are you asking about?"
Xiao Jinghuai’s intense gaze made the driver’s back turn cold. He quickly responded, "Sir, are you asking about Miss Song? Miss Song just left on the electric scooter."
"Miss Song has been using that to go down the mountain lately. She said it’s very convenient."
The driver just wanted to boast, but received a glare sharper than a blade, "Did you give her that thing?"
"Yes, yes!"
The driver was suddenly sweating; did he give the wrong thing?
Xiao Jinghuai cast a cold glance at the driver, "You don’t need to come to work from tomorrow."
"Sir, did I do something wrong? Sir, please don’t do this..."
Did he really make a mistake? Shouldn’t have given Miss Song the electric scooter, but it was Miss Song who requested it, what did it have to do with him? He was quite innocent.
Looks like he’ll have to find a new job again.
Xiao Jinghuai went back inside and called Song Song; one call went unanswered, two calls went unanswered, three calls still went unanswered.
This little thing, it seems her courage has grown over the past month, daring not to answer his calls.
...
After returning to her rented apartment, Song Song began cleaning. Her phone was set to silent, so she didn’t hear anyone calling her.
After cleaning, she was exhausted. She grabbed some clean clothes and dashed to the bathroom. When she came out half an hour later...
Just as she was about to sit down, the doorbell rang, prompting her to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhou Yunxian standing there with large bags, his smile warm enough to melt ice.
Song Song was a bit surprised; after all, she hadn’t told him where she lived.
How did he find out?
"Mr. Zhou, how did you know I live here?"
Zhou Yunxian looked at the girl’s somewhat swollen eyes, feeling a bit pained, "It’s a secret. Let’s say I’m resourceful. Won’t you invite me in?"
"Oh, okay. Come in!"
Song Song smiled and stepped aside, "Sorry, I just got back... and was cleaning, so the floor is a bit wet."
"Oh, it’s fine."
With a gentlemanly smile, Zhou Yunxian’s gaze once again settled on the girl’s flawless face, "Song Song, you always seem so polite to me?"
"Really? I suppose so!" Song Song scratched her head, "Mr. Zhou, would you like something to drink? I think I only have green tea here..."
Zhou Yunxian carried the items to the living room, saying: "You don’t need to trouble yourself, come see what I’ve brought you."
"Uh... okay."
Song Song walked over and saw that each bag was filled with food, "Mr. Zhou, did you make all these?"
"Yes, indeed!"
Zhou Yunxian was trying to impress a girl for the first time, willingly cooking for her. He believed she would be moved when she learned his real identity.
At that moment, Song Song was genuinely a bit moved, "Thank you, this seems more precious than anything else."
"I heard you love duck necks and wings, so I wanted to make some for you, given the outside ones aren’t very hygienic..."
"Ding ding ding" —
Before Zhou Yunxian could finish his sentence, the doorbell rang again.
It seemed urgent.