Chapter 36 If it's not about shares, then it can only be...

Song Zhixu's eyes held concern, worry, and even a hint of pity.

Tang Ran instantly got goosebumps.

She really disliked the way Song Zhixu looked at her.

Moreover, Tang Ran suddenly had a strange feeling. It seemed like this wasn't the first time she had seen Song Zhixu look at her with such eyes.

But that shouldn't be the case.

Apart from the last two months, whether in her past life or this life, she has only met Song Zhixu a handful of times. Why would Song Zhixu pity her?

She released Song Zhixu's collar, took two steps back, wrinkled her nose, and said with displeasure, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Her movements were completely different from how she had deliberately pulled him aside and said ambiguous things a minute earlier.

A thought arose in Song Zhixu's mind. He glanced at Tang Ran, placed the water glass he had been holding on the cabinet in the entryway, and raised his hand to straighten the collar that Tang Ran had crumpled.

Her movements were unhurried, her slender fingers pinching the collar, gently pulling it neatly little by little.

However, silk fabric is too delicate. No matter how neatly the collar is arranged, it is still full of crisscrossing wrinkles, and in some places there are even traces of being pulled by fingertips.

Tang Ran felt a flush on her face.

She felt that she must have been possessed by alcohol to do such a strange thing.

Why didn't she just ask directly? Why did she impulsively decide to test Song Zhixu?

He even pulled her along in that position and said such ambiguous things!

Tang Ran scratched her hair in frustration.

"Tang Ran," Song Zhixu said again after gathering his thoughts.

Tang Ran looked at her reluctantly, her face full of embarrassment and annoyance.

Isn't Song Zhixu supposed to be smart? Why can't she even tell whether she's talking about Song Wuqi or not?

You embarrassed her so much!

Song Zhixu looked at her, sighed softly, and said earnestly, "I promised you I would help you."

She had said this to Tang Ran in the car last time, but Tang Ran obviously didn't believe her.

She knew that given her relationship with Song Wuqi, Tang Ran couldn't possibly trust her without any reservations.

But Song Zhixu emphasized it again.

Tang Ran felt a moment of relief.

Just like that day in the car, Song Zhixu's tone was too sincere, it didn't seem like he was faking it at all.

Sensing the softening in her expression, Song Zhixu softened her tone and tried to guide her: "5% of the shares won't make much of a difference. Wuqi won't deliberately approach you just because of it."

"What do you mean?" Tang Ran didn't understand her meaning at first.

In his previous life, Song Wuqi went to great lengths to trick her out of her shares, even using the pretense of paying off Song's debts to get her to sign a share transfer agreement.

“Wu Qi only holds 10% of the shares, and with your 5%, the 15% stake won’t be of much use,” Song Zhixu explained.

If Song Wuqi really approached Tang Ran intentionally, it must have been for more than just the 5% stake.

She didn't know much about Song Wuqi, but Song Zhixu knew that her little niece always kept a low profile.

Being with Tang Ran not only gives you a 5% share of the company, but also the support and approval of the old man.

But what else can she get from Tang Ran besides these?

Hearing her say that, Tang Ran remembered that, apart from the 5% she held, Song Wuqi was able to seize power mainly by altering the will to obtain all of Old Master Song's shares.

Tang Ran vaguely felt that there was another layer of meaning in Song Zhixu's words, but her brain was not working properly at the moment, so she did not think about it any further.

Moreover, there was something else Tang Ran wanted to know.

"And what about you?" Tang Ran asked tentatively.

A 5% stake is useless to Song Wuqi now, but what about to Song Zhixu?

If she remembered correctly, Song Zhixu held more shares than Song Wuqi.

Moreover, Murong Yi's message also stated that if she had 5% of the power, Song Wuqi would have no chance to seize power.

"Hmm?" Song Zhixu raised an eyebrow.

"Are the shares I hold useful to you?" Tang Ran asked, looking at her.

The fleeting thought that had crossed his mind was confirmed, and Song Zhixu understood.

It turned out that Tang Ran hadn't mistaken her for Song Wuqi. Tang Ran's words weren't directed at Song Wuqi, but rather at her.

Even though she had already guessed it, Song Zhixu still showed a surprised expression at the right time.

She subtly observed Tang Ran's expression, nodded, and said, "It works."

Tang Ran's face showed an expression of "I knew it," and the atmosphere around her became even more tense.

Song Zhixu changed the subject, "But it's not necessary."

Even if the old man gave all his shares to Song Wuqi, she would still have more actual control than Song Wuqi. Besides, the old man wasn't that senile.

Tang Ran frowned again. "What do you mean?"

The same question, but with a noticeable increase in disbelief.

If it's clearly said to be useful, why is it still not needed?

And if it wasn't for the 5% stake, why would Song Zhixu approach her? Surely he wasn't really after her looks?

Song Zhixu wasn't angry at Tang Ran's distrust. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Do you remember the content of the first lesson? Under what circumstances do shareholders have major decision-making power?"

Tang Ran was stunned for a moment, then recalled a point she had learned: shareholders who own more than 51% of the shares have significant decision-making power.

So Song Zhixu already holds more than 51% of the shares?

If that's the case, then Song Zhixu really doesn't need the 5% she has.

"Then you go to the previous one..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Tang Ran realized she had almost let something slip.

She wanted to ask, if Song Zhixu had more than 51% of the shares in the previous life, how could Song Wuqi have become the president by relying on Old Master Song's shares?

"Hmm?" Song Zhixu waited for her to continue.

"It's nothing." Tang Ran forced a smile, unsure of what to say.

She would never tell Song Zhixu about her rebirth, and she also realized that in her previous life, Old Master Song passed away two years later. It must have been that Song Wuqi did something during that time to acquire more shares.

If it's not for the shares, then Song Zhixu's only remaining purpose is...

"Tang Ran".

Her mind was still wandering when she heard Song Zhixu call her name again.

This time, his gentle voice carried a solemn tone.

A sudden tremor ran through Tang Ran, and she stared at her in a daze.

Song Zhixu looked serious and met her gaze.

Tang Ran unconsciously clenched her fists, and strange thoughts kept flashing through her mind.

Song Zhixu, what are you going to do?

His expression is so serious... could it be that he's about to confess his feelings to her...?

Tang Ran instinctively wanted to escape, but perhaps due to the aftereffects of the alcohol, her legs wouldn't obey her commands, and she could only watch helplessly as Song Zhixu's thin lips parted slightly.

"Did you see the message Murong Yi sent me?"

"Don't tell me, I don't want to know..."

The two spoke at the same time.

But Tang Ran only got halfway through her sentence before she froze.

What Song Zhixu was about to say was not what she thought, but it was also something she had never expected.

She stared blankly at Song Zhixu, unsure whether to tell her first that she had seen the message from Murong Yi, or to remain awkward for a while.

Song Zhixu raised an eyebrow slightly and asked with a smile, "What aren't you thinking about?"

"No, nothing!" Tang Ran denied repeatedly, wishing she could dig a hole and hide downstairs.

What is she thinking?!

Did you swallow your brain along with the alcohol?

What on earth are you thinking about?!

Tang Ran's face turned bright red.

Song Zhixu really wanted to know what Tang Ran meant by "don't want to," but her intuition told her that if she pressed for an answer, Tang Ran would definitely explode again.

She nodded, then continued the conversation, asking, "You saw the message Murong Yi sent, so you're angry not because of the life sentence, but because you think I deliberately approached you to get your 5% stake, right?"

After Tang Ran left that day, she kept thinking that Song Wuqi had upset her again.

But on the second day, the third day, and the following days, she did not receive any more text messages from Tang Ran, nor did she even see her at the apartment again.

Song Zhixu immediately sensed that something was wrong.

When Song Zhixu saw her at the bar, Tang Ran looked the same as before, but Song Zhixu immediately noticed her deliberate aloofness.

She never expected that Tang Ran would see those messages, nor could she guess that Tang Ran was so angry because of her.

Murong Yi was always very talkative and loved to overthink things, so Song Zhixu usually ignored her and didn't take her words to heart.

When Tang Ran pushed her away in the elevator, she only thought that Tang Ran was drunk again and mistook her for Song Wuqi.

When she mentioned Song Wuqi and asked Tang Ran if she thought Song Wuqi was with Tang Ran for the 5% of the shares, Tang Ran's surprised and strange expression made her a little suspicious.

Only after confirming that Tang Ran had not made a mistake did she connect Tang Ran's reactions over the past few days with Murong Yi's information.

Song Zhixu's tone was softer than before, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of grievance at being misunderstood.

Tang Ran pursed her lips and lowered her head, refusing to look at her.

She didn't want to admit that she had misunderstood Song Zhixu, nor did she want to admit that she had been angry with her for so long because of the misunderstanding.

"Tang Ran." Song Zhixu took two steps forward and stood in front of her.

Tang Ran panicked for a moment.

Why are you standing so close to her when you're just talking?!

Tang Ran instinctively wanted to escape, but she only took one step back before her lower back hit the cabinet in the entryway.

She looked up, wanting to glare at Song Zhixu, but didn't dare, and just puffed out her cheeks to look at her.

Song Zhixu took a step back and said seriously, "If I really need the shares you hold, I will deal with you openly and honestly."

Tang Ran was startled again.

Was Song Zhixu explaining something to her?

She was the one who misunderstood Song Zhixu, but in the end, Song Zhixu had to explain to her.

Tang Ran felt her face getting even hotter.

She bit her lip in annoyance, somewhat regretting that she had acted too impulsively.

If she had known things would turn out this way, she should have confronted Song Zhixu directly after seeing the information.

Song Zhixu secretly observed her expression and knew that Tang Ran believed him.

She handed the water glass from the entryway back to Tang Ran, her gaze lingering lightly on Tang Ran's bare feet.

Tang Ran took the water glass blankly and followed her gaze down to look at her feet.

What's so interesting about someone who's all white and clean?

"Your period just ended, so you still need to be careful to keep warm," Song Zhixu reminded her.

Tang Ran: ...

The topic changed way too quickly.

However, remembering how she was in excruciating pain in Shenzhen, Tang Ran walked to the side and put on her slippers.

Seeing her actions, Song Zhixu smiled and said, "It's getting late, you should get some rest."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. When Tang Ran put on her slippers and looked up, she only saw her back.

The sun rose above the horizon, ushering in a new day, but when Tang Ran woke up, it was already the next day, with the sun blazing overhead.

I was woken up by hunger.

I groggily got out of bed, walked to the living room, and sat on the sofa.

I stared at the Pikachu glass on the coffee table for a long time.

Didn't she get this cup from Song Zhixu last time...?

Scattered fragments of last night flashed through my mind.

A snow-white neck with a hint of red, a slightly moving throat, breaths so close, and the faint aroma of white tea that can be smelled.

Tang Ran jumped up with a start!

What did she do yesterday?!

Tang Ran collapsed onto the sofa, and it took her more than an hour to mentally prepare herself and accept the fact that she had tried to seduce Song Zhixu with her looks, but ended up accidentally clearing up the misunderstanding.

As long as the result is good, that's good.

Song Zhixu did not lie to her, and he did not approach her for the shares.

Tang Ran scratched her hair, trying to comfort herself.

But the next second, she couldn't sit still anymore.

It's not for the shares.

Then it can only be for her sake!

That subtle look in the elevator.

When I got close to her, I instinctively looked away.

Her neck turned red after she teased him.

He didn't get angry after being misunderstood; instead, he explained to her.

Further on, I took care of her when she was sick, helped her look at her course materials, offered to help her, and gave her sunflowers...

Oh My God!

Could Song Zhixu really like her?

Tang Ran took out her phone, searched for a picture of a big-mouthed crow, and sent it to Miao Tiantian.

Miao Tiantian replied instantly: 【???】

Why would Tang Ran send her such a cynical message in the middle of the day for no reason?!

With the bold guess that Song Zhixu liked her, Tang Ran once again slipped away and returned home.

The fact that Song Zhixu liked her was even more shocking than Song Zhixu lying to her.

She needs time to process this.

Before leaving get off work, Song Wuqi called Tang Ran to arrange a meeting.

This was the second time Song Wuqi had called to ask her out, and Tang Ran was worried that refusing again would arouse her suspicion, so she agreed.

Song Wuqi booked a restaurant and then personally drove to pick up Tang Ran after get off work.

Seeing Tang Ran come out, Song Wuqi opened the car door and got out, holding a bouquet of macaron-colored flowers that Tang Ran liked.

The silver-gray limited-edition sports car was eye-catching and flamboyant, attracting the attention of many Tang's employees.

When Tang Ran saw the car, she was momentarily dazed, and a scene suddenly flashed through her mind.

After a sharp screech of brakes, there was a deafening roar.

The sports car was going so fast that it scraped against the guardrail for dozens of meters before slowly coming to a stop.

The hood was bent and deformed from the impact, and white smoke drifted out from the gaps.

The person in the driver's seat was covered in blood, her face buried in the deployed airbag, making it impossible to see her features.

Seeing her in a daze, Song Wuqi frowned in confusion, "Ranran?"

When Tang Ran came to her senses and her gaze fell on Song Wuqi's face, she immediately compared her to the scene that had just flashed through her mind.

She was certain that the person in the car accident was Song Wuqi.

Tang Ran was surprised, but remained calm on the surface, and tugged at the corner of her mouth, "I suddenly thought of something."

In her memory, Song Wuqi in her previous life had never been in a car accident.

But why does she have the memory of that scene from just now?

Was her memory distorted due to being reborn?

"I ordered these especially for you. They were airlifted from H country this morning." Song Wuqi handed her the flowers with a gentle smile.

"Thank you." Tang Ran accepted the flowers with a forced smile on her face.

Song Wuqi opened the car door, Tang Ran sat in the passenger seat, and casually placed the flowers on the back seat.

Fastening his seatbelt, Song Wuqi glanced at the flowers in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

The same flowers moved Ye Xiaoyu to tears when she received them, but Tang Ran didn't care at all and just tossed them aside.

People who are spoiled from childhood are prone to trampling on other people's sincerity.

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Song Wuqi's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Located on the riverfront in the city center, this panoramic restaurant, over a hundred stories high, is a popular spot for couples to go on dates.

It was peak dining time, and the restaurant was packed, mostly with couples.

In both lifetimes combined, Tang Ran only had one romantic relationship. Song Wuqi pursued her, and she found Song Wuqi somewhat pleasing to the eye, so they naturally got together.

She wasn't a clingy person to begin with, and Song Wuqi was always very busy with work. After their engagement, he went to the Beijing branch office. Whether before or after their marriage, they didn't really spend much time together.

They do all the things couples do: send flowers, have meals together, watch movies, listen to musicals, and attend gatherings with friends.

In my previous life, I was caught up in it all without realizing it. Only when I look back do I realize that it was all just a superficial formality.

It's like they did things that couples do together because they're in a relationship, rather than wanting to do a lot of things together because they like each other.

When they were together, Song Wuqi was considerate and attentive, but let alone intimate contact, they rarely even hugged or snuggled together.

Looking at the couples around her, and then at Song Wuqi, Tang Ran felt that she was really stupid. Wasn't it obvious whether someone loved her or not?

Song Wuqi looked at her with tenderness, but without any lingering affection.

He considerately pulled out a chair for Tang Ran, and the dishes Song Wuqi ordered were all according to her preferences, making him look like a devoted and loving girlfriend.

Tang Ran watched Song Wuqi's performance quietly.

Even now, she still can't fully understand why Song Wuqi would go to such lengths to deceive her if it weren't for that 5% stake.

Surely it's not just to ruin her family, is it?

"The restaurant is having a promotion today. If you take a photo together, check in at the location, and post it on your WeChat Moments, your dessert will be free."

The waiter's words interrupted Tang Ran's thoughts.

"No……"

"OK."

Song Wuqi instinctively wanted to refuse, but Tang Ran agreed after he only said one word.

Looking at Tang Ran with puzzlement, wondering why she would post about a free dessert on her WeChat Moments.

"It's rare for us to go out to eat together, and I was thinking of posting it."

Tang Ran took out her phone and joked with a smile, "I'm always eating Xin'er and Shuyang's PDA on WeChat Moments, and finally I get a chance to feed them some PDA myself."

Hearing her say that, Song Wuqi couldn't find the words of advice he wanted to give.

She didn't want to post it on WeChat Moments, but she didn't have a good reason. If she upset Tang Ran, the dinner appointment would be a waste.

Tang Ran took out her phone. She didn't take a picture of anyone, but tilted it at an angle across the table and captured the restaurant's logo and the night view outside the window.

After she finished taking the photo, she sent it to Song Wuqi, saying, "Let's send the same one."

Seeing that she hadn't taken any group photos, only pictures of the scenery, Song Wuqi breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a little inexplicably disappointed. However, after seeing the photos, she was secretly delighted.

The reflections of the two people were perfectly mirrored on the glass.

Remembering her words about feeding dog food, Song Wuqi felt that this was a little trick Tang Ran was playing on purpose.

What she thought was a clever trick was actually Tang Ran's small mistake.

She only saw the reflection on the glass after she sent it, and it was too late to take it back, so she just let it be.

This subtle display of affection might achieve the effect she wants.

Tang Ran deleted the photo after posting it on her WeChat Moments. Allowing Song Wuqi to remain in her photo album for even a second longer was an insult to her phone.

After the waiter left, Song Wuqi explained with a hint of guilt, "It's all my fault for being too busy lately and not having time to spend with you."

"Am I really that immature in your eyes?" Tang Ran wrinkled her nose.

"Of course not, it's just that I feel I don't spend enough time with you," Song Wuqi said with a gentle smile.

“You’re busy with work, not dating other people,” Tang Ran said, being very understanding.

Song Wuqi choked for a moment, silently sized up Tang Ran, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she had just said it casually.

Tang Ran looked at her arm, looking quite annoyed. "How's your hand? I've been so busy lately, I haven't been able to go with you to change your dressing."

"It's okay, it's already scabbed over, it'll be fine in a few days."

Tang Ran generously overlooked Song Wuqi's busy work schedule, and of course, Song Wuqi couldn't expect Tang Ran to abandon her work to accompany her to change her dressing.

"That's good. Don't drink so much in the future. It's just a project, it's not worth hurting your hand. Your grandfather values ​​you so much, there will be other opportunities in the future."

She knew that Song Wuqi had gone back to Jingting again yesterday, and his complexion was not good when he came out. He had probably been scolded by the old man again.

Tang Ran forgot to kick someone when they were down at the hospital that day, but she can't let this opportunity slip by today.

Tang Ran spoke words of comfort, but every word she uttered was actually piercing Song Wuqi's heart.

Song Wuqi injured his hand not because of the project, but because of Ye Xiaoyu. His statement that it wasn't worth it sounded more like he was saying that Ye Xiaoyu wasn't worth it.

Grandpa liked her, but he was also very disappointed.

The opportunity wouldn't come again anytime soon, and her grandfather clearly told her to gain experience at the branch office for another two years.

If she wants to change her grandfather's mind, she has to rely on the Rongcheng project to win him over.

Seeing Song Wuqi's expression change, Tang Ran continued to stab him in the back.

"What's wrong? Did your grandfather scold you again?"

She asked with concern, then complained on her behalf, "He really is too demanding of you. How many people can be as capable as your aunt, taking over such a large company so easily?"

"The company is doing quite well under your aunt's management, so why are you being pushed so hard?"

Fearing that her act of stabbing someone was too deliberate, Tang Ran dragged herself into the mess as well.

She pouted and looked distressed. "Like me, I've been learning from President Yu for so long and I still can't do it. I can't even understand the financial statements."

Song Wuqi's expression stiffened, and he almost lost his composure.

She did all this to prove that she was no less capable than her aunt.

As a result, in Tang Ran's eyes, her aunt was someone that Song Wuqi could not compare to.

Tang Ran has no siblings and grew up being pampered. How could she understand what it's like to have an aunt who always puts her down?

Song Wuqi's hands under the desk were already clenched into fists, but he still tried to persuade Tang Ran, "You've just started working, it's normal that you don't understand many things, you'll get used to it gradually."

"Yes, I know." Tang Ran nodded, her eyebrows immediately relaxing.

Seeing how much she cared about him, Song Wuqi pressed on, "Don't be too hard on yourself. You're really not good at company matters, so just leave them to your subordinates. Don't force yourself."

He looked at Tang Ran with deep affection and said, "After we get married, you just need to be Mrs. Song and I will take good care of you."

"Okay." My ass.

Tang Ran lowered her head and tidied the tableware, suppressing the urge to grab a knife and stab Song Wuqi to death.

Let Ye Xiaoyu be the Mrs. Song who will bring ruin to her family.

The waiter brought over a damp towel, and Song Wuqi wiped his hands, asking, "How has Aunt Tang been feeling lately?"

When she suddenly asked about Tang Wanru, Tang Ran became wary and had a bad feeling.

She lowered her eyes, fiddled with the knife, and said in a low voice, "Still the same."

In her previous life, after Tang Wanru passed away, Song Wuqi didn't even attend her funeral, so Tang Ran didn't think Song Wuqi would genuinely care about her health.

"Don't worry too much." Song Wuqi thought she was worried about Tang Wanru's health.

She reached out to hold Tang Ran's hand, but Tang Ran reached for a napkin, subtly avoiding her touch. "I'm fine."

Just then, the waiter brought the dishes, and Song Wuqi didn't notice anything amiss.

After the two ate for a while, Song Wuqi saw that Tang Ran's mood had improved a bit, so he tentatively asked, "I wonder when Auntie and the others will be back? Grandpa wants to settle our affairs as soon as possible."

She was a little unsure of Tang Ran's attitude.

Tang Ran is very self-centered and has always been the one to take the initiative. After Tang Ran slapped her last time, Song Wuqi felt that Tang Ran was even colder towards her.

She had been busy with the acquisition case recently, and because she was feeling guilty and afraid that Tang Ran would find out about her relationship with Ye Xiaoyu, Song Wuqi deliberately didn't contact her too frequently.

Now that the acquisition has failed, she is thinking about getting married to Tang Ran as soon as possible to make her grandfather happy and regain a good impression.

Tang Ran sneered inwardly; Song Wuqi really wouldn't do anything without a profit.

All that preamble and buildup today was just to ask about this.

In the previous life, the two families sat down to discuss the engagement in the autumn, not this early.

She guessed that Song Wuqi probably wanted to use their marriage to please Old Master Song.

"Really?" Tang Ran felt a little flustered, but still showed a happy expression. "I'll call Mommy tonight and ask."

She doesn't have much time left; it will be too late if the two families sit down to talk.

Seeing that she didn't object, Song Wuqi relaxed a lot and asked with a smile, "The resort on Turtle Island is opening at the end of the month. I'm planning to invite everyone to go and have a trip together. What do you think?"

Turtle Island is a tourist resort developed by the Song family, so it's perfectly normal for them to invite familiar friends to visit when it opens.

Song Wuqi specifically asked for her opinion, clearly putting on a show of being considerate and gentle once again.

"OK."

Tang Ran glanced at Song Wuqi's phone, wondering if Ye Xiaoyu hadn't noticed the post on WeChat Moments, or if she had changed her mind and wasn't trying to get rid of Song Wuqi.

And what will Sun Jiaojiao's reaction be when she sees this message?

Just then, Song Wuqi's phone rang.

The caller ID wasn't saved, but judging from Song Wuqi's evasive eyes, Tang Ran instinctively knew it was Ye Xiaoyu calling.

Sure enough, after Song Wuqi finished taking the call, he said with a troubled expression that there was a problem with his work.

Tang Ran told her to go first, but Song Wuqi pretended to say that she would finish eating with her first before rushing to deal with the situation. Tang Ran was too lazy to play along, so she put down her chopsticks and said that she was done eating.

If she doesn't say she's leaving, Song Wuqi will probably pretend to eat with her until the end.

Once in the car, Tang Ran didn't want to talk to her and closed her eyes to rest. When they arrived at their destination, she discovered that Song Wuqi had taken her back to the Shengming Mansion.

Before getting off the bus, Song Wuqi specially handed the bouquet of flowers back to Tang Ran.

Watching the car headlights disappear into the distance, Tang Ran wanted to throw the flowers away, but after circling around, she couldn't find a trash can. Helpless, she could only take them upstairs and wait for her aunt to come and clean them up tomorrow before taking them away.

While taking the elevator upstairs, Miao Tiantian posted a popular funny video in the group chat. Tang Ran watched it for a while and only put her phone away after hearing the elevator's voice announcing the number of passengers.

The elevator doors opened, and before Tang Ran could even wipe the smile off her face, she was met with Song Zhixu's face.

Tang Ran's expression froze for a moment; she hadn't expected to run into Song Zhixu so coincidentally.

Song Zhixu was dressed casually, looking like she was about to go out.

After a second of eye contact, Song Zhixu's gaze fell on the flower in Tang Ran's hand.

Tang Ran's mouth moved slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to say that she had nowhere to throw it away, but then she realized that there was no need to explain to Song Zhixu.

The words that were about to come out turned into a slightly awkward "Are you going out?"

Song Zhixu nodded, about to speak, when Tang Ran's phone rang.

'When the sun comes out, I climb the hill...'

"Sweet."

Tang Ran answered the phone, nodded to Song Zhixu, and strode out of the elevator towards home.

Watching her hurried figure disappear into the distance, Song Zhixu revealed a helpless expression.