After about half an hour, Song Song ca back from buying groceries. She didn’t know what he liked to eat, so she bought so tofu, shrimp, tomatoes, and eggs.
Finishing the al took about an hour, during which ti the man sat on the sofa, holding the remote control and constantly changing channels.
Sotis comparing people really drives you mad. A man like him seems to be ticulously 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 tis 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 ti."
"Ah..."
Song Song had only been eating plain rice and hadn’t tasted the dishes yet, so she imdiately 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 imdiately 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 sothing on your mind, just tell . 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 so 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 stay and sleep with you."
The man’s sudden words left Song Song dumbfounded, huff! She wouldn’t let him stay overnight; what if sothing 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 ssage from Shang Tao ca, "Little Bun, rember 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, rember 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 ti!"
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 this ti. I’ll co 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 ti for lunch."
"Then you’ll make a stunning appearance, catch them off guard."
"..."
Song Song stared at the screen full of resentnt and suddenly realized that won 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 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—
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