It wasn't the male actor she had dinner with last time, nor was it Xu Yichen.

So, the reason she wasn't home this afternoon and only came back now is because she went out on a date with this man?

Shen Jiayu noticed the gaze fixed on him and paused.

The boy looked to be about the same age as her, and Su Zhinan only had one daughter. Could he be her friend?

If you're just friends, why did you just leave her house at this hour?

It's obvious they're waiting for her to come back from her house.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered the two messages he had seen in the car.

Could he be that classmate, Xiao Song?

Song Qi watched the two people slowly approach, and calmly zipped up his backpack again.

Why are you still here?

Su Ping looked at Song Qi, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and asked.

She felt really bad that she had an accident today and couldn't get back for tutoring, making him wait for her for so long.

Song Qi's gaze, however, fell on her head, which was wrapped in gauze.

"Are you injured?"

Su Ping scratched the back of her head, about to speak, when she suddenly heard Shen Jiayu say, "Since Miss Su is home, I'll head back now."

Hearing that he was going back, Su Ping waved to him casually and said thank you.

Looking at her carefree demeanor, Shen Jiayu suddenly felt like laughing.

Just as he turned to go down the steps, he heard the boy say again, "I forgot my umbrella."

Shen Jiayu raised an eyebrow, subconsciously stopped and looked over, a distant smile on his face as he said softly, "If you don't mind, I can have the driver take you home."

Su Pingmei's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Shen Jiayu in disbelief.

Is he really that kind?

Looking at the strange man who had picked up on his words, Song Qi narrowed his eyes.

Is this their first time meeting?

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I'd better not. I'm quite afraid of social anxiety, and if I have an episode, I might jump off the train halfway through."

Um? ? ?

Su Ping turned her head ninety degrees and stared wide-eyed at Song Qi, whose expression was indifferent.

When did he become shy? How come she didn't know?

The two stared at each other for a moment in mid-air. In the end, Shen Jiayu did not insist. He nodded and was about to leave when he saw the umbrella in his hand.

As if guessing what he wanted to say, Song Qi turned around first and said to Su Ping, "Senior, it's still raining. Since you're back, I'll wait for you to finish that test paper before I go back."

Seeing that he had spoken these words first, Shen Jiayu couldn't help but look at him.

Two seconds later, he thoughtfully looked away and went down the steps with his umbrella.

The driver inside the car witnessed the entire chaotic scene between the three, and now that he saw his boss leave in disgrace, he couldn't resist the urge to watch the drama unfold.

At the same time, he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from turning upwards, so much so that when Shen Jiayu walked to the car, he forgot to get out and open the car door for him.

It wasn't until he felt his boss's cold gaze fall on him through the car window that he belatedly realized what was happening.

He quickly patted his face to make himself look less happy before swiftly opening the car door for Shen Jiayu with an umbrella.

"Boss, are you alright?"

After saying that, the driver clearly felt Shen Jiayu pause for a moment as he got into the car, and then turn to look at him with a subtle expression.

The driver immediately realized he had made a fuss and quickly lowered his head, avoiding eye contact.

He got so caught up in the gossip that he forgot his boss hates it when people interfere in his affairs.

Shen Jiayu felt inexplicably annoyed. Before closing the car door, he saw two people standing face to face at the doorway.

They're about the same age, so they should have more in common than she does with him.

Su Ping noticed that Song Qi was staring intently behind her, and couldn't help but turn around to look out of curiosity.

Startled by his outstretched hand, she immediately dared not move.

Song Qi's fingers gently caressed the smooth skin on her neck, and he casually asked as he looked up, "How did you hurt your head?"

Su Ping felt goosebumps rise all over her back. Why was this person touching her neck for no reason?

"He was knocked to the ground by a dog."

dog?

Song Qi muttered to himself, and after watching the black car leave, he lowered his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ping felt that he was acting strangely tonight, as if he were possessed by something unclean.

Just as the two were talking, the door behind them creaked open.

Aunt Mei poked her head out and was taken aback when she saw the two people standing at the door.

Finally, his gaze fell on Song Qi, a look of confusion on his face. He subconsciously asked, "Little Song, didn't you say you were going home? Why are you still here..."

Song Qi tightened his grip on the backpack strap, coughed, and said without changing his expression, "I thought I brought an umbrella, but I forgot. Let's go back later when the rain is lighter."

Aunt Mei nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She looked at Su Ping and her eyes immediately showed concern when she saw the bandage wrapped around Su Ping's head.

The young lady went out early in the morning, but when she came back, she fell and injured her head.

If President Su finds out, he'll definitely feel so guilty that he won't be able to sleep for days.

Seeing that Aunt Mei's eyes were about to overflow with tears, Su Ping suddenly snapped to attention and casually spun around in front of her.

"I'm fine, I just accidentally bumped into something, but that Mr. Shen insists on putting this on me..."

After Su Ping finished speaking, she quickly winked at Song Qi, signaling him to say something to distract Aunt Mei from staring at the wound on her head.

Song Qi, who usually seems quite clever, was now looking down, fiddling with the straps of his backpack.

He'd practically worn the strap out of shape from all that fastening!

Finally, having no other choice, Su Ping could only say, "Aunt Mei, it's too cold outside. I'm craving some of your sweet soup."

After hearing her words, Aunt Mei indeed stopped staring at her head and turned to walk inside on her own.

"Alright, alright, then you can go up to your room and wait for me. I'll bring it up to you once it's ready."

Watching Su Ping's retreating figure, Song Qi released his grip on the backpack strap and followed her inside.

He actually had an umbrella in his backpack, but when he saw her returning from outside with another man, he suddenly didn't want to leave.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but just now he suddenly didn't want to care about anything and just wanted to follow his heart.

Song Qi's gaze gradually shifted to Su Ping's head, which was wrapped in gauze, and he pursed his lips.