For a long time after returning from the ancient town, Lin Yue couldn't help but feel heartbroken whenever she thought of Song Yunxi. Who wouldn't be moved by the love story of a Beijing socialite and a people's hero?

"Eat! What are you daydreaming about again?" Song Yunzheng glared at her unhappily.

"No, I was just thinking about your sister, I feel so sorry for her..." Lin Yue said, while secretly picking out the bitter melon from the bowl.

"You don't need to worry about her. Right now, your problem is more serious. Eat the bitter melon, and don't be picky!" The little girl still thinks she can cheat under his nose? She's too naive.

"Can we not eat bitter melon..." Just thinking about the taste made Lin Yue's face scrunch up like a bitter melon.

"No, there's no room for discussion!"

"But……"

"No buts! You've got the guts to drink baijiu, are you afraid of suffering a little bit of hardship?"

That night in the ancient town, after drinking baijiu with Song Yunxi, she suffered a severe alcohol allergy, breaking out in red welts all over her body. She ended up spending the night in the hospital, where Song Yunzheng stayed by her side all night.

Thinking about it, Lin Yue felt embarrassed and a sense of guilt welled up inside her. She slowly lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake, and obediently put the bitter melon back into her bowl. Then, she mustered her courage and began to eat it in large mouthfuls, enduring the bitterness and trying her best to appear to enjoy it. She smiled sweetly at Song Yunzheng, but inwardly she was screaming, "Someone save me!!" She simply couldn't understand why such an unbearable food as bitter melon had to exist in the world! Who invented it?! Who was it?!

Seeing her comical and adorable appearance, Song Yunzheng couldn't help but smile, but he forced down the corners of his mouth and then put on a serious expression: "Hmm, not bad, keep it up. From now on, you'll eat whatever I make. Being a good child means not being picky about food."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue nearly coughed up blood, inwardly cursing, "Screw your good child! Let whoever wants to be it, I just want the bitter gourd to disappear! Waaah..."

After finishing his meal, Song Yunzheng cleaned the kitchen. As soon as he returned to the living room, Lin Yue pressed him down to sit on the sofa, bringing him tea and water, massaging his shoulders and back, and asking considerately, "Is this pressure appropriate? Is the tea too hot?"

"Just say what you want to say, don't give me that." Song Yunzheng glanced at her, hitting the nail on the head about her little thoughts.

"No way, I just thought you'd been working too hard lately and wanted to help you relax," Lin Yue continued, showering him with attention.

Song Yunzheng wasn't buying it. He stood up and prepared to leave. "Really? Fine then. In that case, I'll go take care of my business."

Seeing that Song Yunzheng was about to leave, Lin Yue quickly stopped him, smiling ingratiatingly, "Oh dear, honey, look at you, I almost forgot! I really do have something to report to you! Hehehe, you're like a mind reader, you know everything I'm thinking!"

"If someone is being overly solicitous, they must have ulterior motives," Song Yunzheng said helplessly, looking at her with an expression that said, "I knew it all along." "Speak," he said, "I want to hear what it is that requires such flattery from you."

"Well... I'm going to a karaoke bar with my classmates tomorrow night to celebrate the school badminton team winning the championship. Do you approve?" Her voice was as timid as a little lamb.

What time will you be back?

"Before 12 o'clock."

"No way!" Song Yunzheng refused seriously without even thinking.

"Why?"

"It's not safe. I'll pick you up before 10 o'clock."

"I..." Lin Yue wanted to argue her point.

"If you try to haggle any further, you don't need to go."

Lin Yue immediately shut her mouth, gave an OK sign, and then dashed back to her room.

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The following evening, the school badminton team and some classmates gathered at Xiaoyun No. 1 KTV. Ji Huai had won the championship in this league, bringing glory to the school, so it was definitely time to celebrate, just like every year.

At the elevator entrance, Lin Yue was walking in excitedly, holding her phone and making a call. "Jiang Li, I've arrived. Where are you guys?" The room was heated, and she held her down jacket in her hand. Underneath, she was wearing the little dress that Song Yunzheng had given her, which made her look even more gentle and graceful.

"Deluxe Private Room 206"

"Okay, I understand, I'll be right there."

Ji Huai happened to come out of the private room at that moment and bumped into Lin Yue. His eyes lit up instantly. "Lin Yue, you're here..."

Lin Yue responded politely with a smile, "Yes, congratulations on winning the championship. It's a pity I had something to do that day and couldn't be there, otherwise I would definitely have cheered you on." These polite words are like exquisite wrapping paper; although they are fancy and useless, they are indispensable.

After all, she was so annoyed by Jiang Anxin on the day of the preliminary round that she ran away halfway through. Afraid of seeing that annoying person again, she didn't even watch the competition the next day. Later, she heard from Jiang Li that Ji Huai won the championship, and Ye Jialan from Q University came in third. She said the competition was extremely fierce, a clash of titans.

Ji Huai stared at her intently without blinking, a fascinated smile on his face. "It's okay, you... you look really good today." He usually saw her in loose and comfortable sportswear, but her outfit today was a pleasant surprise.

"Thank you. Are you going out? I'll go in first then."

"No, I was just getting some fresh air at the door. Let's go in together." With that, he gently pushed open the door and walked into the private room with her.

Even though he knew in his heart that there was no possibility between him and her, he would get excited whenever he had the chance to be close to her, as if he had been injected with a powerful force, like he had taken a stimulant.

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