Song Shijia had always assumed Yun Qiluo was very young, likely a minor.
But when she asked, Yun Qiluo confidently declared she was eighteen.
Song Shijia was utterly shocked, as Yun Qiluo looked so young.
Besides having a small frame and fair skin, she also had a baby face, coupled with an innocent aura that was unmistakably youthful.
She was unlike any of the seventeen or eighteen-year-olds Song Shijia knew.
In the afternoon, with no classes left and being quite familiar with the school, Yun Qiluo decided to return home.
"Aren’t you staying in the dorm tonight?" Song Shijia asked, puzzled.
The young girl’s eyes sparkled as she nodded vigorously, "Mmhmm."
She was going home to have dinner with the beautiful woman!
Although she hadn’t had nightmares recently, losing the excuse to sleep in his room, just being able to spend time with him made Yun Qiluo happy.
Wang Ma also mentioned that, since it was her first day reporting to school, the beautiful woman would definitely come home early to wait for her.
Wang Ma concluded this because she had noticed Yan Yan’s pattern of returning home during this time.
Usually, whenever Miss Yun complained of boredom and wanted to see the beautiful woman, once Housekeeper Chen reported it, their master would leave work an hour early.
This little detail was unknown to Yun Qiluo, but the elderly in the villa saw it clearly.
Every time it was mentioned, Housekeeper Chen couldn’t help but reveal a knowing smile.
It’s rare for someone to attend college without staying in the dorm, but upon reflection, Song Shijia understood her family’s perspective.
If she had such an adorable and innocent daughter, she wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving her at school either.
Yun Qiluo was so innocent, perhaps she didn’t even know how to do her own laundry.
Actually, that worry was unnecessary. Yun Qiluo did know how to do laundry; don’t forget she had specifically learned to be a servant in the villa, mastering household chores with ease.
After bidding farewell to Song Shijia, Yun Qiluo dashed back to the dorm to grab her beloved notebook and then went downstairs to call the driver.
The driver and the car were fully at Yun Qiluo’s disposal, thanks to Yan Yan, ready for her around the clock since the Yan Family wasn’t short of drivers or cars.
The driver was waiting near the school and arrived in under five minutes after receiving her call.
She made new friends and brought a backpack full of fresh snacks.
On her first day reporting, Yun Qiluo expressed joy, finding school not as intimidating as she had imagined.
On the way home, she hummed little tunes all along.
The driver, inundated with children’s songs, almost felt like he was picking up a kindergarten kid after school.
Unexpectedly, when Yun Qiluo returned home, Yan Yan was already sitting on the living room sofa waiting for her.
At that moment, the man was wearing a white shirt and trousers, his tie sloppily undone beside him, looking as if he had just returned from the office.
Perhaps casually pulling at the tie, he had also unbuttoned two buttons, revealing an extremely seductive collarbone and faint traces of chest muscles, paired with a captivatingly attractive face that could leave one breathless at first glance.
He sat there, idly playing with his phone.
His posture was leisurely and unrestrained, yet his deep phoenix eyes were full of interest.
It was unclear what he was looking at.
Upon arriving home and seeing him, Yun Qiluo was delighted. After handing her backpack to Housekeeper Chen, she immediately ran towards him in her house slippers.
A sweet, childlike voice rang out as she threw herself at him.