Song Song obediently went upstairs to her room to reflect, as instructed by Mr. Xiao. Once back in her room, she felt famished and her stomach was growling. "Ugh! If you want to reflect, at least let eat sothing first. I was sent up without having a bite."
"I’m really starving, but it’s okay. I’ll wait until they finish eating and then sneak into the kitchen. By then, I can eat as much as I want, hehe!"
Song Song talked to herself and couldn’t help but drool at the thought of the dishes Xiao Jiuru had helped to order earlier. They all looked so delicious, but unfortunately, Grandpa Xiao wasn’t appreciative...
After waiting in her room for two hours, Song Song finally dared to step out and quietly made her way to the dining room. Sure enough, it was already empty; they had finished eating.
She thought for a mont and decided to go upstairs to Xiao Jinghuai’s room to get her phone back before heading to the kitchen.
Because if she went now, Qiao Yu might still be in the kitchen cleaning up, and it wouldn’t look good if she was spotted...
After all, sneaking food was a bit cheap, and just thinking about it felt awkward to Song Song.
Without further ado, she left her room and ca to Xiao Jinghuai’s door. Just as she was about to knock, she noticed it was slightly ajar, as if left that way intentionally for her.
It seed like he knew she would co.
Song Song pushed the door open with her hand and saw the man standing in the center of the room with his arms crossed. He had sword-like brows and starry eyes, exuding endless charm...
Not knowing what kind of trick he was playing, Song Song decided to make it quick and not give him any opportunity to play around.
Thinking of what happened between them last night, Song Song’s face suddenly flushed with heat; she could hardly believe they had actually... done it.
And it seed like they hadn’t just done it once.
Gosh! What was she even thinking now?
"... I think I left my phone here last night. Can you give it back to ?"
Song Song spoke softly, feeling awkward because she had to ntion last night.
"And thank you for speaking up for in front of Grandpa Xiao today..."
Xiao Jinghuai’s voice was cold, "So, are you here in my room for the phone or to say thank you?"
Song Song blinked, "I guess both! You’ll give my phone back, won’t you?"
Xiao Jinghuai remained expressionless, "Why should I give it back?"
"... Xiao Jinghuai, don’t be too much!"
Song Song didn’t know what was wrong with her. Now, facing him, she was like a firecracker, easily ignited.
"That’s my phone. Soone might call , there might be important matters. Anyway, you must give it back to . Hurry up!"
"..."
This reminded Xiao Jinghuai, and he suddenly rembered a call from Huo Junting earlier today.
Seeing the man appearing thoughtful, Song Song reached out directly, "Give my phone back! We can sort out our issues slowly, but don’t mix personal and professional matters. Keep them separate."
At this mont, Xiao Jinghuai reached into his pocket and took out a white phone, "Call Huo Junting and ask him what he wanted with today?"
Uh...
Actually, Song Song really wanted to ask, why should she call to ask?
Couldn’t he just call Huo Junting himself?
But whatever, seeing as he returned her phone, she’d do him this small favor...
Song Song found Huo Junting’s number and called, but no one answered after it rang for a long ti.
She tried calling again, but still no one picked up.
Suddenly, a sense of foreboding washed over her.
Xiao Jinghuai noticed the slight change in her expression and frowned, "What’s wrong?"
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