Lin Zhaojiang took her to the car and drove out of the alley.

Despite the strong air conditioning in the car, Song Wan's hands were still icy cold, and she was shivering all over.

Lin Zhaojiang talked to her to distract her and help her relax.

"By the way, do you live around here?"

“It’s still quite a distance from here,” Song Wan said softly. “I don’t usually take this side road, but I got off work a little late today, and this road is closer, so I took it. I didn’t expect to be followed…”

"You have to be careful when walking through these dark and quiet alleys."

"Hmm." Song Wan nodded, then suddenly remembered something and looked up at him, "President Lin, you... what are you doing here?"

Lin Zhaojiang's expression changed.

He dared not say that he had been following her all along.

Actually, he had been secretly following her all this time, worried that she might not be safe on her way home. He also reassured himself that her apartment was in a mid-range neighborhood in the city center, surrounded by busy main roads; how could she not be safe?

However, today, he actually ran into one.

Lin Zhaojiang licked his dry lips and could only make up a lie: "My friend opened a small bar nearby, and I came to support him. I drank a bit too much just now, so I went to the alley for some fresh air, and that's how... I ran into you."

"You've been drinking?" Song Wan opened her eyes wide and sniffed carefully, but there seemed to be no smell of alcohol in the car.

But she was still worried: "You can't drive after drinking!"

"ah?"

Lin Zhaojiang realized that his lie was full of holes, so he calmly covered it up: "Oh, no. It wasn't me who drank too much, it was my friend who drank too much, and I went with him to get some fresh air."

"And what about your friend?"

"Well……"

"You left him alone in the alley?"

"I……"

Lin Zhaojiang's lies could no longer be covered up.

He didn't understand how he had become like this.

He didn't understand why. He could remain calm and meticulous in the face of a business deal worth hundreds of billions, but when it came to this little girl, he couldn't even tell a lie.

"Mr. Lin, what's wrong?" Song Wan noticed his pale face and looked at him with concern. "Are you sure you haven't been drinking? Drunk driving is strictly enforced now, you absolutely can't get caught by the police! If you have been drinking, just pull over to the side of the road and don't bother taking me, I can get home by myself."

"No, it's nothing..." Lin Zhaojiang forced a smile. "I'll take you home first, then I'll go pick up my friend. He's a grown man, nothing will happen to him."

"real?"

Lin Zhaojiang said firmly: "Really!"

Song Wan's brow relaxed slightly, and she smiled at him: "Thank you, President Lin."

"It was nothing, don't worry about it."

When the car reached the intersection, Song Wan directed him to turn left, and they arrived at the entrance of the residential area.

Lin Zhaojiang opened the car door for her.

"From now on, please take the main roads." His voice was gentle, and his gaze was gentle as well. "Don't take these side roads; they're not safe."

"Um."

"Try to leave work early; there's no need to work too hard."

"That's hard to say," Song Wan smiled and lowered her eyes. "I can only leave after the last child's parent comes to pick them up. But some parents are very busy with work and often forget to pick up their children. After all, a little princess like Huo Jiayuan, with a whole bunch of nannies and bodyguards, is rare in any kindergarten."

Lin Zhaojiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he gently curled his lips into a smile.

“Oh, by the way,” he said, “I ordered a batch of Strawberry Bear toys for the children. I saw that the child who wanted them last time almost fell and got hurt, and I felt really bad about it. The toys will arrive tomorrow, one for each of them. Could you please distribute them to them, Ms. Song?”

"President Lin..." Song Wan was somewhat surprised, but also felt a warmth in her heart.

Lin Zhaojiang looked at her and smiled.

"Um..." he asked tentatively, "Is that one still in the classroom?"

"No, you didn't take it last time, so I took it home. I've been wanting to give it back to you." Song Wan looked up at him. "Here, wait for me a moment, I'll go upstairs and get it!"

"No need!" Lin Zhaojiang hurriedly called out to her, "You can keep it."

Those things originally belonged to her too.

“But…” Song Wan wanted to say something, but Lin Zhaojiang had already turned and left.

Song Wan looked at him, his tall figure blending into the night. This scene seemed to have appeared in her mind many times before.

Song Wan took a deep breath and suddenly realized that she was still wearing his clothes. But he was already gone, and she could only find an opportunity to return them later.

She went upstairs to her home, where her sister had already prepared dinner and invited her to eat. Song Wan smiled wearily, said she had no appetite, and went straight into her bedroom.

The little strawberry bear was placed on the bedside table.

As she looked at it, a surge of emotion welled up inside her.

A sudden, dull ache shot through her temples, as if something was stuck in her skull, making her very uncomfortable.

Just then, her phone rang; it was a voice call from Bai Ruogu. Song Wan composed herself and finally pressed the green button.

"Hello? Song Wan!" Bai Ruogu's tone was somewhat hurried on the other end. "What just happened? Did you have a nightmare, or did you dial the wrong number?"

Song Wan rubbed her temples, as if a large stone was stuck in her heart.

She patiently said, "I'm fine...Aren't you busy now?"

"Yeah, let's grab a coffee sometime."

Song Wan smiled wryly. Bai Ruogu worked against the clock, almost frantically, finishing a cup of coffee in three gulps. So when he said he had time to have a cup of coffee, it meant he had two minutes to talk to her.

He could only give her two minutes out of the twenty-four hours in a day.