Song Song didn’t even have time to respond before Xiao Jinghuai said again, "We’re here, get out of the car."
"Oh..."
The words she was about to say were swallowed back. Actually, she didn’t feel wronged; she was afraid he would feel wronged, marrying a girl he doesn’t like, how could he not?
She thought, maybe that’s why he’s so harsh with her.
"Uncle, drive safely on your way back, I’ll go in first."
Xiao Jinghuai nodded, didn’t make a sound, and didn’t even look at her.
After Song Song got out of the car, she didn’t leave immediately. She stood for a moment before turning and running into the compound.
When she got home, Song Xueqin had just finished making lunch. Seeing her return, she smiled and said, "Yo, you’re just in time, I just finished lunch."
Lunch?
It was only then that Song Song realized it was lunchtime. She quickly rushed to the window to look down, but the car was already gone.
Oh! She blamed her own carelessness; she should have asked him to come up for lunch before leaving.
Seeing the girl’s strange expression, Song Xueqin also walked to the window, "What are you looking at? Did someone drop money down there? You’re looking so intently..."
"Oh, nothing," Song Song said somewhat absent-mindedly, "Mom, I’m not hungry, you eat first! I’m going to my room."
"Wait a minute."
Song Xueqin suddenly looked serious, "I want to ask you something—did you and Little Jiang have a falling out?"
"No..."
"Then what is it?" Song Xueqin frowned, "Song Song, are you hiding something from me?"
"Mom, actually..."
She really wanted to tell the truth, but she didn’t know how her mother would react if she did. What if she had another health scare?
"Actually, what?" Song Xueqin pressed further, "You didn’t break up with Little Jiang, did you?"
"Uh... yeah..."
Song Song scratched her head and nodded, "We broke up because our personalities didn’t match."
This was Jiang Yixiu’s suggestion, hoping it would gloss over the issue.
"I knew you were keeping something from me. It’s strange that you’ve been back home for so long and Little Jiang hasn’t come to see me. So you really did break up."
"Oh well, young people breaking up is common, I can’t interfere, but you shouldn’t skip meals because of a breakup! Come, accompany mom to eat."
"Ah!"
Then Song Song was dragged to the table. Initially saying she wasn’t going to eat, she ended up eating three bowls, and then went back to her room.
Feeling a bit bored, she logged onto QQ and immediately saw a message from Shang Tao: "Little Bun, how far have you and my uncle gone? Just kissing and hugging, or already...? *evil grin on endless loop*"
Non-fattening Little Bun: "No, nothing happened."
Beautiful Enchanting Little Witch: "Really nothing at all? Please don’t hide it from me, okay? Or I’ll ignore you."
Non-fattening Little Bun: "...just kissed a couple of times."
Beautiful Enchanting Little Witch: "OMG, my uncle really kissed you, are you serious? Little Bun, it seems you and my uncle might actually have something going on, might turn fake into real!"
Non-fattening Little Bun: "Taozi, sorry for hiding it from you for so long."
Beautiful Enchanting Little Witch: "Tsk, I know you too well, you’re just embarrassed, I get it. But... if you don’t take the competition seriously, I won’t talk to you."
Song Song: "..."
She really didn’t have much hope for that competition, she felt she could be eliminated at any moment.
...
Not long after Xiao Jinghuai returned to his office, Director Zhang Qingyun, who was in full charge of the "World’s Best Chef" competition, came to his office.
Zhang Qingyun stood respectfully in front of Xiao Jinghuai’s desk, handing over a list of the selected candidates, "President Xiao, here are the ten selected contestants."
Xiao Jinghuai took it, glanced at the names on it, and asked intently, "Why isn’t there a contestant named Song Song?"