After about half an hour, Song Song came back from buying groceries. She didn’t know what he liked to eat, so she bought some tofu, shrimp, tomatoes, and eggs.
Finishing the meal took about an hour, during which time the man sat on the sofa, holding the remote control and constantly changing channels.
Sometimes comparing people really drives you mad. A man like him seems to be meticulously crafted by God, unbelievably perfect, almost blindingly so.
At the dining table, Song Song took small bites of rice, occasionally sneaking glances at the man, several times wanting to invite him over but didn’t dare.
So cowardly...
Xiao Jinghuai had always eaten with elegance and propriety, and now he looked even more dignified and unapproachable, "This mapo tofu is too salty, pay attention next time."
"Ah..."
Song Song had only been eating plain rice and hadn’t tasted the dishes yet, so she immediately picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.
"Ugh"—
She spat it out right away and grabbed the nearby water bottle, desperately pouring it into her mouth.
But the man was still eating with appetite, and his rice was already almost finished. Song Song was about to cry and immediately took the tofu away, "Don’t eat it, it’s not edible at all. I’ll redo it for you..."
"Wait." Xiao Jinghuai stopped her, "If there’s something on your mind, just tell me. No need to be so absent-minded."
"...I’m fine!" Song Song paused, awkwardly touching her face, "I just think that since I’ve been on leave for so long, I should report back to school next week. Otherwise, I’ll soon have all my wages deducted."
Xiao Jinghuai didn’t expose her words, stood up, and said, "As long as you’re okay. I have some business at the company, so I’ll leave first."
"Oh, okay."
Song Song pursed her lips, still wavering between saying and not saying, "Uncle... be careful driving on your way."
"If you’re really worried, you can let me stay and sleep with you."
The man’s sudden words left Song Song dumbfounded, huff! She wouldn’t let him stay overnight; what if something went wrong again? Her little heart couldn’t take it.
After the man left, Song Song lay directly on the sofa, with no mood to tidy up the tableware on the dining table. Her tragic life!
Why is it one thing after another?
Soon after lying down, a WeChat message from Shang Tao came, "Little Bun, remember to dress up nicely over the weekend, wear your little dress."
Song Song sent a crying emoji, "I don’t want to go, really really don’t want to!"
"You little thing, remember how Lin Xiaowen used to bully you? Now it’s your turn to get back at her. Don’t be afraid of her; we must go this time!"
Song Song unwillingly replied, "When will revenge end? Why not just laugh it off and end the feud?"
Shang Tao was indignant, "You might think that way, but Lin Xiaowen might not. Anyway, you have to listen to me this time. I’ll come to your place Friday night, and then we’ll take the high-speed train on Saturday morning. We’ll arrive in Rong City just in time for lunch."
"Then you’ll make a stunning appearance, catch them off guard."
"..."
Song Song stared at the screen full of resentment and suddenly realized that women are really scary creatures!
...
Saturday, Rong City, sunny.
Song Song and Shang Tao arrived at a private room in a Rong City clubhouse, at about ten-thirty in the morning.
Shang Tao looked at the girl in front of her, so beautiful that she wanted to flirt with her, frowning so tightly that it could kill mosquitoes, "Baozi, let’s go in!"
"Uh... I don’t want to go in, unless you let me take off this makeup."
Today, she went out with a heavily made-up face, attracting many stares on the high-speed train. Those were strangers, so it was okay to be embarrassed.
But... inside are all her high school classmates! She can’t afford to lose face.
Shang Tao was too impatient to argue with her, and angrily pushed her in—