Shen Jiayu woke up early in the morning and found that something was wrong with his body, especially his face, which was burning with pain.

However, he usually felt unwell after drinking too much on this day, so he didn't think much of it.

He hadn't looked in the mirror while washing up in the morning, but when he saw the hesitant expression on Uncle Wu's face, his brow twitched.

Fragmented memories began to surface in my mind.

He thought he knew why his face hurt so much.

When did that woman leave?

Uncle Wu withdrew his gaze, unsure of how to begin.

After thinking for a moment, I answered truthfully: "I left in less than an hour."

After saying that, he pursed his lips and blinked, giving the impression that he hadn't said anything and didn't know anything.

Shen Jiayu frowned. What did Uncle Wu mean by that expression?

If Su Ping were here, she would be overjoyed.

Once this is publicized, Shen Jiayu, the president of the Shen Group, only has half an hour!

Lele smelled the familiar scent, panting as she darted in from outside, her clothes still covered in flower and grass leaves from rolling around in the garden.

"sit down!"

Seeing it, Shen Jiayu felt his face hurt even more. Su Ping really had guts!

Lele, who had been eagerly listening and preparing to rub against Shen Jiayu's trouser leg, sat down sadly upon hearing the instruction, blinking her big eyes.

They still don't know what they did wrong.

Why did you run away yesterday?

Shen Jiayu squatted down in front of it and patted its head.

"Waaaaah!"

Lele excitedly got up from the ground and went outside.

A moment later, it came running in carrying a teddy bear.

"You went to see her?"

Shen Jiayu recognized the teddy bear; it was the toy Song Yifei brought for Lele on her first day when she applied for the job as a dog walker.

When he thought of Song Yifei, the face that resembled Lanlan's appeared in his mind.

They have similar faces, but their personalities are very different.

The little girl gave off a very well-behaved and sweet vibe, but Lanlan's personality was quite outspoken; she dared to love and hate fiercely.

Like the dazzling sun in the sky, he was the sunflower that needed the sunlight, and his gaze unconsciously followed her.

We initially arranged for her to walk the dog once a week, considering she was still a student. However, last week she texted me to ask for leave, saying that something urgent had come up and she couldn't make it.

Lele likes her so much, isn't it just Lanlan returning to his side in another way?

...

"Miss, would you like to take me to that bus stop again?"

Uncle Feng turned the steering wheel and asked Su Ping, who was having breakfast in the back seat.

It must be at least 37 or 38 degrees Celsius today. It's so hot, she's not going to squeeze in.

"No need, Uncle Feng, just take me to the school gate."

The bus had been running for more than ten minutes. Song Qi watched as the doors opened and closed along the way. Each time, he would look up unintentionally, but he never saw those smiling eyes.

He turned his gaze away and stared out the window, letting his mind go blank.

He didn't wait for that woman.

My phone vibrated in my pocket with a "ding".

Su Ping: "Little Song, I overslept today and missed the bus, but I brought you breakfast. I'll come to your class to find you later."

She also posted a Smith & Martha meme.

She really has every kind of meme-worthy expression.

Hearing her younger brother laugh out loud, Song Yifei turned her head in surprise, only to find him replying to messages with a smile on his face.

Before she could get closer, Song Qi had already put his phone away.

"Sister, did you and Senior Xu have a fight?"

Mentioning Xu Yichen, Song Yifei's eyes dimmed. She didn't know what she was arguing about these past few days. Yichen was such a proud person, and when she asked him to stay away from her, he really didn't bother her anymore.

Seeing his sister nod, Song Qi felt even better.

"That Senior Xu is so inconsiderate, unlike me, I only care about my sister."

This sounds familiar.

Song Yifei looked uncertainly at Song Qi, who was smiling sweetly, hoping that she had misunderstood.

How could her brother be a scheming green tea b*tch?

...

With half an hour left before class, Su Ping planned to deliver breakfast to Song Qi first.

There's no shortage of beautiful girls at school, but very few are so beautiful they seem unreal. Su Ping is one of those.

"Holy crap, when did a beautiful girl get into our grade?!"

From the moment Su Ping stepped out of the elevator, she attracted the attention of many people. In an instant, the corridor was filled with people, and some even curiously poked their heads out of the windows.

"Youli, a beautiful girl is walking towards our class. Guess who she's looking for?"

Wang Youli was simulating a dunk when he heard this and asked without turning his head, "What beautiful woman?"

"You deadbeat straight man, go keep your basketball company!"

It wasn't until he was kicked that Wang Youli stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction everyone was looking.

He wanted to see what kind of stunning beauty she was.

The next second—

"Brother Qi, Brother Qi! Your senior is looking for you again, you'd better hide!"

As soon as Song Qi took his books out of his desk, Wang Youli pressed his head down under the desk.

"What are you doing?"

Song Qi pushed away the hand on his neck, and amidst the cheers around him, he saw a pair of white sneakers that had appeared next to him at some point.

Beneath the white chiffon skirt was a slender, white leg.

"Brother Qi, I swear, I absolutely didn't say anything this time!"

Su Ping observed Song Qi's reaction, and upon seeing her attire, even the expression in her eyes softened.

It was worth it for her to painstakingly observe Song Yifei's image and maximize her characteristics in herself.

"Good morning, Xiao Song."

Su Ping handed two large meat buns to Song Qi: "Aunt Mei made these with beef filling. They're delicious. Try them."

It smells so good!

Wang Youli came over following the smell; basketballs can't compare to the aroma of steamed buns!

"Senior, is there any for me?"

Song Qi waved him away and grabbed Su Ping's hand, leading her out of the classroom.

The two of them, one in front of the other, are a sight to behold from any angle.

"Little Song, where are you taking me?"

Su Ping covered her mouth and laughed, successfully gaining a large number of fans.

Just kidding, I finally managed to act like a lady for a day!

"Senior, were you at home all night last night?"

At the corner at the end of the corridor, Song Qi surrounded Su Ping between the railing and himself.

What's the meaning?

Su Ping was a little taken aback, but her intuition told her she should nod.

She was about to nod when he grabbed her chin and forcefully turned it to the side. She heard a cracking sound from her neck.

[Huluwa, what's going on? This is a bit scary.]

She just came to deliver breakfast and make her presence known, so why did this little pervert suddenly change his attitude?

"Summer's here, and there seem to be quite a few mosquitoes at your house, senior." Song Qi gently stroked a spot on her neck, his eyes swirling with unspoken tension.

[Host, the hickeys on your neck are too obvious.]