Sheng Tang and Song Chen chatted casually for a while.
After all, she had lived two lives, and had no difficulty communicating with Song Chen.
Then, she noticed that Song Chen had changed his clothes, dressing casually; his previously neat hair was also combed more loosely, presenting a stark contrast to his forr reserved image.
"... You look very handso like this!" Sheng Tang complinted him.
At this mont, Gu Shiting ca out of the washroom.
He had just washed his face, with water droplets still on his cheeks. Hearing this, he froze in place, feeling a small fire ignite within him.
He turned and sat down on the sofa without saying a word.
Song Chen noticed and found it quite amusing, while also feeling very grateful for Sheng Tang’s complint.
Mrs. Gu slowly walked down the stairs.
It was Sheng Tang’s first ti eting her.
The middle-aged woman was well-maintained, with bright eyes and fair skin, a slender waist, and looked like she was just in her early thirties; however, judging by her children’s age, she was certainly over fifty.
Her features were extrely delicate, except her lips were slightly thin. Gu Shiting’s mouth resembled hers very much.
She must usually be very serious, as she had little expression even now, just a relaxed look.
"This is Madam." Song Chen introduced, "Madam, this is Sheng Tang, a student."
Mrs. Gu walked down the stairs and lightly held Sheng Tang’s hand: "Thank you for saving Ting. I haven’t formally thanked you yet."
"It’s nothing, just a small effort!" Sheng Tang replied with a smile.
The corners of Mrs. Gu’s eyes couldn’t help but show a faint smile, a sign of genuine happiness.
She led Sheng Tang to the dining table to sit down, and the servants started serving the dishes.
Having lived in another world with experience and age, Sheng Tang was not nervous about chatting with Mrs. Gu.
Mrs. Gu tactfully followed her lead, talking about school matters, and Sheng Tang praised the school’s beautiful scenery, excellent teaching facilities, and responsible teachers, also ntioning the competitive yet friendly atmosphere among the students.
She wasn’t just flattering; every word was just right.
"This girl has an extraordinary deanor," Mrs. Gu nodded approvingly in her heart.
In every action and word, Sheng Tang exuded her good upbringing.
Mrs. Gu felt that girls from scholarly families were incomparable to the average person, as their speech alone showed the influence of their parents.
Gu Shiting, having more contact with such girls, would naturally return to normal.
"... Song Chen showed your poems and songs," Mrs. Gu said, "You are very talented. It’s apparent your parents put a lot of effort into your education."
Sheng Tang’s father was an associate professor at Geological University, a high-level intellectual. Such people are well-respected even among wealthy families.
"Thank you. My parents would be very happy to hear you say that," Sheng Tang replied.
"It’s you who brings glory to your parents," Mrs. Gu said.
Sheng Tang had a very sumptuous dinner at the Gu Family’s house.
After the al, it was already nine o’clock in the evening.
The Gu Family’s villa was far from the city, a fifty-minute drive. If she didn’t leave soon, Sheng Tang wouldn’t be ho by ten, and her parents would genuinely worry.
She stood up to say goodbye.
The car was parked at the door, Song Chen personally drove her, while Mrs. Gu and Gu Shiting stood on the steps at the entrance.
"Drive slowly," said Gu Shiting, who had been silent during dinner.
Song Chen assured him not to worry.
The car disappeared into the darkness.
Mrs. Gu stood on the steps, letting the night wind blow her shawl, with its long, thin tassels rippling around her like water patterns.
She didn’t move.
Gu Shiting glanced at her intentionally.
He felt inexplicably uneasy, not knowing if his mother would dislike his friend.
"Ting, Sheng Tang is very nice, with well-mannered speech and behavior." Mrs. Gu said.
Gu Shiting let out a big sigh of relief.
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