Song Shengsheng sighed and was quiet for a while. She pushed Jiang Yiyu and said, "Let's go out and have breakfast together!"

"Going out? Do you want to have breakfast or go to the zoo?"

"Visiting the zoo? You want to visit the zoo in the morning?"

"No, don't you think that if I go out, people will treat me like a monkey?"

Song Sheng hissed, and she sat up, hugging the quilt. She frowned at Jiang Yiyu and looked him up and down: "I never realized you were so narcissistic before."

"It's just a fact, no need to worry about whether you're narcissistic or not."

"No, big brother, you know that in Beijing, Jiangcheng, and almost all cities across the country, 8:30 in the morning is definitely the morning rush hour. What does the morning rush hour mean? It means that if you are a minute or two late, you may be late for work or school. So at this time, almost everyone who goes out is rushing to work or school. Even if they see someone who looks like Jiang Yiyu, unless they are your die-hard fans or there are some other circumstances, most people will not risk having their attendance bonus deducted or being scolded by the teacher to stop and look at you."

"Yeah?"

"What else? Between looking at you and making money, if it were me, I would definitely choose to make money. If I hesitated for even a second, it would be a disrespect to my life."

Jiang Yiyu frowned, his face darkening: "Between money and me, will you choose money?"

"Yeah, after all, if I were just a passerby, even if I looked at you a little more and you looked at me a little more, nothing much would happen between us. At best, it would just be a joke for me to talk about after dinner this week. If I looked at you a little less, I could buy breakfast and catch the bus or subway, get this month's perfect attendance bonus, earn a few hundred or a few thousand more, buy some clothes and skincare products that I could wear and use for a long time, and please myself. How happy would that be?"

"If you were not a passerby, would you choose the same?"

"Well, when I was an undergraduate, my brother arranged for me to intern at our family company during my senior year. I was an ordinary employee with no special privileges, and I couldn't drive. Going to work every morning was like going to war. Including the attendance bonus, I only earned a few thousand yuan a month, which wasn't enough to buy me even a piece of clothing. So I know how hard it is to make money."

"Are you still doing internship?"

"Yes, I have to do an internship. My brother said that if I don't work, I won't get an internship certificate. Do you know how important an internship certificate is to a college student?"

"You're a history student, what can you do there?"

"You don't understand. Human potential is limitless. As long as you are willing to learn, there is nothing you can't do."

Jiang Yiyu smoothed his hair back and glanced at the small box on the bedside table: "If you want to go, I'll accompany you, but before that, can we do something first?"

"What's going on?"

Jiang Yiyu picked up the small box and waved it in front of her: "What we didn't accomplish last night."

Song Shengsheng shook his head, his face full of resistance: "Who is a good person who does this in broad daylight? I won't do it, you can have fun by yourself."

She wrapped herself in the quilt. Jiang Yiyu grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly and pulled her towards him: "I'm definitely aware of this and I'll make sure you have breakfast."

"No! You're not reliable. I didn't even have dinner yesterday to come see you. I'm starving now. You can either go eat with me first or we can talk tonight."

"I can't talk tonight. My flight tomorrow is in the morning, so I'm only free now."

"Then... tomorrow night then."

"There's things to do tomorrow night and tomorrow night, I want it now."

He leaned over and pressed Song Shengsheng, who was wrapped like a dumpling, under him. He tugged at her ear with interest: "It's not a bad thing. Aren't you always happy every time? Why are you always so reluctant? Are you so wronged by me?"

"You always... just... that... you have no idea what's going on..."

"Time is tight this time, it won't happen." He kissed the corner of Song Shengsheng's lips: "Really, believe me, we will both be very happy."

Song Shengsheng knew she couldn't escape, so she half-heartedly let Jiang Yiyu pull away the quilt...

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But just as Jiang Yiyu was getting into the mood, Song Shengsheng's phone rang. Song Shengsheng pointed to the bedside table and was about to speak when Jiang Yiyu kissed her lips: "Be good, don't worry about him."

But less than two minutes later, the phone rang again. Song Shengsheng was afraid that someone was looking for her urgently, so she pushed Jiang Yiyu and said firmly, "I have to take a look."

Jiang Yiyu sat up irritably and handed her the phone: "Who is it?"

Song Shengsheng frowned and glanced at Jiang Yiyu with a guilty look on her face. "Professor." She answered the phone. "Hello, teacher, what's going on?"

Jiang Yiyu buried his face in the crook of her neck. She reached out and caressed his hair. She listened to the professor say, "It's nothing serious. Your senior, Shang Heyu, is going back to South City tonight. He said he wanted to treat us to a meal before he leaves to thank us for the welcoming banquet we held for him. Shengsheng, are you free?"

Song Shengsheng looked down at Jiang Yiyu and said, "I'm sorry, teacher. I'm in Jiangcheng right now. I won't be attending this dinner. Please tell my senior for me."

Professor: "Hey, when did you go to Jiangcheng?"

"Yesterday, my husband was on a business trip here for a few days, so I came to see him and stopped by for a look."

Professor: "Okay, I won't force you. Just have fun."

"Okay, goodbye, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yiyu raised his head and looked at her unhappily: "Senior? Which senior is this? Why do you have so many seniors?"

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