Return to the City: Chapter 733 - 733 734 The Frog in the Well

??733: Chapter 734: The Frog in the Well

733: Chapter 734: The Frog in the Well

Song Xiaoru sat in her seat, her eyes fixed on the bouquet of flowers.

Her favorite was the perfud lilies, she loved their fragrance and the color of the flowers.

But because perfud lilies were quite expensive, she couldn’t bring herself to buy them, not until she grew up and had so money to spare.

Then she would occasionally purchase one or two stems to place in a vase at ho.

The blossoms of the perfud lilies could last for several days, and every day at ho, inhaling their soul-soothing scent, she would be utterly intoxicated.

At this ti, who else but Dongzi could be the one holding such a large bouquet of perfud lilies?

Even if she couldn’t see the person, she knew it was Song Xiaodong who had arrived.

She said she didn’t want Song Xiaodong to visit her, but when she actually saw Song Xiaodong coming, her heart was filled with joy and happiness.

“Whom are you looking for?” Wu Zheng felt sothing was off from Song Xiaoru’s facial expression and directly intercepted the flower-bearing person, asking with a stern voice.

Song Xiaodong lowered the flowers a bit to reveal his face, then looked towards Song Xiaoru and gave her a slight smile, saying, “Sis, I’m here.”

Song Xiaoru slowly stood up, her lips twitched a little, and she whispered softly, “How did you co here?”

“I missed you.” Song Xiaodong directly walked past Wu Zheng and stood in front of Song Xiaoru, handing over the flowers, and said, “Sis, I really missed you so much.”

Song Xiaoru took the flowers almost reflexively and chided him, “You never listen; I told you not to co looking for , yet you still ca.”

With a smile, Song Xiaodong responded, “How could I bear to let my sister be alone outside?

Plus, if any unseeing fool bothers you again, I’d be even more upset.”

Song Xiaoru lowered her head and gently sniffed at the flowers.

The fragrance had long been enveloping her, and she couldn’t help but let the tears flow, then she scolded him playfully, “You little rascal, so petty.”

“Song Ru, who is this guy?” several colleagues asked out of curiosity.

Song Xiaodong wrapped his arm around Song Xiaoru’s waist and declared, “I’m her boyfriend, thank you all for taking care of my sister during this ti.”

A colleague comnted, “So which is it, boyfriend or brother?

You’ve got us all confused with what you’re calling each other.”

Smiling, Song Xiaodong replied, “Of course I’m her boyfriend.

But I still like calling her ‘sis,’ it feels closer that way, don’t you think, Sis?”

Song Xiaoru’s cheeks flushed red as she scolded, “There you go babbling nonsense again.” And then she introduced him to her colleagues, “This is my…

boyfriend, Song Xiaodong.”

“You kept that quite hidden, suddenly popping up with a boyfriend.”

“Indeed, indeed, you didn’t treat us right, Song Ru; you’ll have to make it up to us with a al.”

Song Xiaoru turned her head to look at Song Xiaodong, who said, “Alright, I’ll treat everyone to a al to express my thanks for looking after my sister during this ti.”

At this mont, Wu Zheng joined in, “That’s only fair.

Let’s go to Wanfu Building then, the seafood there is pretty decent.”

A few employees were taken aback.

Wanfu Building was the best restaurant around, already quite pricey on its own, and if they were to have seafood, it would cost even more, possibly not less than two or three thousand for a al.

Salaries in a small town weren’t high, and for them, earning slightly over two thousand a month, spending a month’s salary on a single al was truly not sothing everyone could afford.

Wu Zheng’s suggestion was obviously setting soone up.

Song Xiaodong, despite really wanting to have a private conversation with Song Xiaoru, couldn’t just take Song Xiaoru and leave imdiately out of politeness.

What he was most uncertain about now was whether Song Xiaoru would actually go with him.

If she preferred to stay here, not offering face to her colleagues might make it difficult for Song Xiaoru to continue working here.

“Co on, take my car.” You others can hail a couple of taxis; it’s not too far anyway.

Wu Zheng was beckoning Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru to his car, a brand-new Audi Q5 that was worth nearly four hundred thousand and was part of his recent splurge, sowhat showing off.

Watching as Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru got into the car without giving his vehicle a second glance piqued Wu Zheng’s irritation, and he asked, “Little Song, what kind of car do you usually drive?”

“Normally…

oh, I don’t drive,” Song Xiaodong replied casually, his gaze still on Song Xiaoru.

This perked up Wu Zheng, who asked, “Oh?

Then what kind of car are you planning to buy?”

Song Xiaodong answered offhandedly, “I’m not planning to buy one.” His eyes and heart were all for Song Xiaoru, so his conversation with Wu Zheng was without much thought.

“That won’t do at all.

Nowadays, everyone has to have a car for the sake of appearances.

Not to say you need one like my Q5, but at least get sothing worth ten or eight thousand to drive around, right?

So dostic cars are actually quite good; even if their brands don’t shine and don’t carry much status when driven, their performance is generally fine, and they’re suitable for family use,” Wu Zheng remarked.

“Mmhmm.”

Wu Zheng said, “Hey, Little Song, that attitude won’t do.

Song Ru is such a wonderful person, and you’re not even thinking of buying her a car.

How’s that right?

You should at least show so willingness.”

“Oh…

my sister has a car, no need to buy her one, we’ve got a Ferrari lying around at ho,” Song Xiaodong absently ntioned.

Wu Zheng was montarily stunned, then he stared and exclaid, “What?

A Ferrari?

Co on, what kind of joke is this, young man?

There’s boasting and then there’s going too far, right?”

Song Xiaoru, already won over by Song Xiaodong’s gaze, instinctively defended him, “It’s true, we do have one, a Ferrari 599, but since I moved out, it’s been left at ho.”

“What?” Upon hearing Song Xiaoru confirm it, Wu Zheng was a bit dazed.

Song Xiaoru was definitely not soone given to bragging, and such a claim left Wu Zheng hardly able to believe it.

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, “Sis, if you like that car, I could get it for you later.

Oh, but there’s no need for that; if worse cos to worst, we’ll just buy another one.

It would be troubleso to be without a car when we go ho, wouldn’t it?”

Song Xiaoru quickly replied, “No need, I don’t need one here.”

Listening to the two of them discussing it as if it were true, Wu Zheng beca even more puzzled.

Even if soone was rich, one couldn’t just buy a Ferrari to play around with wherever they went, could they?

Just how wealthy would they have to be?

That sort of wealth suggested a net worth in the billions, didn’t it?

Wu Zheng, confined to his small-town environnt, considered himself wealthy with one or two million.

He truly felt like a frog in a well, unable to comprehend the mindset of soone as extrely wealthy as Song Xiaodong, to whom making money seed so effortless.