Chapter 767 Quite polite, little one.

After finishing the meal.

Pei Jinwu had classes in the afternoon and planned to go back to her dormitory for a lunch break.

Wen Jianjian's debate is over, and she may leave early.

She was supposed to live in the dormitory, but she was worried about her mother's health, so she applied to the school to be a day student.

Whenever she had time, she would stay at home with Pei Shu.

Where is the book?

Song Mingji stood up and subconsciously picked up Wen Jianjian's laptop bag.

"Um?"

Wen Jianjian reached out her hand but grasped at nothing, and hurriedly replied, "All the books are at home."

"OK."

Song Mingji raised his chin slightly and said gently, "I'll take you back, and we can pick up the books then."

"Okay, okay."

That made a lot of sense, and Wen Jianjian couldn't refuse. Like a little quail, she followed Song Mingji to the garage and subconsciously reached for the back door.

"You think I'm your driver?" Song Mingji asked, holding his laptop bag and staring at Wen Jianjian with a half-smile.

"without."

Wen Jianjian didn't understand any of these things, but being clever, she got into the passenger seat instead.

Sit up straight with your back straight and eyes looking forward.

His eyes were so determined, it was as if he wanted to join the Party.

"Relax, I'm not some monster." Song Mingji got into the driver's seat and put his laptop bag in the back seat.

He immediately bent down and moved closer to Wen Jianjian.

"..."

Wen Jianjian was startled. She took a deep breath, backed away, and her eyelashes trembled like butterflies.

"Thud—"

Song Mingji fastened her seatbelt and stared at her with a big smile. "There are snacks in the front drawer. Help yourself to whatever you like."

"..."

Wen Jianjian looked up and saw that the room was indeed filled with snacks.

Was this prepared especially for my cousin, that little glutton?

Mr. Song is such a good brother.

"I just finished eating, I'm not hungry, thank you, Brother Song." Wen Jianjian gave a polite smile.

Song Mingji: "That works too."

The vehicle started and drove steadily on the road, the cabin was very quiet.

"Cough cough."

Song Mingji cleared his throat and took the initiative to start a conversation, "Are you adjusting well to school?"

"fine."

Wen Jianjian blinked and answered seriously.

"You're a freshman, still young, so be careful who you make friends with," Song Mingji said in a low voice, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"Thank you, Brother Song, I will." Wen Jianjian, an honest person, smiled with her eyes narrowed. "My classmates and friends are all very nice."

"Is that so?"

Song Mingji gripped the steering wheel, a cold laugh escaping his throat. "I don't think so."

That guy, what's his name, Ye? His eyes are always glued to Wen Jianjian.

"Um?"

Wen Jianjian turned her head to look at him, her clear eyes filled with confusion.

"What I mean is, some people are very good at pretending, but they are actually rotten to the core."

"I'll be careful," Wen Jianjian nodded. "Thank you, Brother Song."

"Don't be so polite, we're not strangers." Song Mingji looked up at the girl; her cheeks were smaller than his palm, and she looked especially cute when she smiled.

Damn it.

How can there be such a lovely girl in the world?

"Yes, I will," Wen Jianjian replied softly.

Her mother had reminded her that her cousin's family had a very special background.

Although I treat them as family, I must not be ungrateful.

Don't get carried away by having someone back you up.

The proper etiquette must still be observed.

"You're quite polite, kid." Song Mingji's lips curled into a carefree smile.

"..."

Hearing this, Wen Jianjian frowned slightly, "I'm not a child."

"Hmm." Song Mingji was in a great mood, a pleasant smile spreading across his handsome face. He spoke lazily, "Luckily you're not a child, otherwise—"

"What?"

Wen Jianjian didn't understand what it meant.

"You'll find out later," Song Mingji replied ambiguously.

——

Come to a complete stop.

Wen Jianjian walked in front, and Song Mingji followed behind carrying the laptop bag.

Wen Jianjian had never spent so much time alone with someone before, and she was on edge the whole time.

This caused my attention to wander, and I didn't notice the steps under my feet.

"ah--"

Wen Jianjian tilted her body, her face paling with fright, and she let out a scream.

In a panic.

Suddenly, a large hand gently supported her waist.

Are you alright?

Song Mingji looked down at her and asked with concern.

"..."

Wen Jianjian came to her senses and realized that the two of them were standing very close, close enough to see Song Mingji's handsome features clearly.

Especially beneath his thick eyelashes, his dark, deep eyes were fixed intently on her.

Like a turbulent sea, if you're not careful, you'll fall into it.

Wen Jianjian stared at Song Mingji, momentarily lost in thought.

"What are you looking at?" Noticing the other person's unusual expression, Song Mingji frowned. "Sprained your ankle? Should we go to the hospital?"

No, no.

Coming to her senses, Wen Jianjian immediately distanced herself, slightly flustered: "Thank you, Brother Song, I'm fine."

"It's alright."

Song Mingji breathed a sigh of relief, opened the elevator door, and whispered a reminder: "Be careful on the stairs."

"..."

Wen Jianjian pursed her lips and stepped inside.

——

Not long after.

The elevator doors stopped at the top floor.

Song Mingji followed Wen Jianjian into the hall.

Pei Shu went out to buy groceries and happened to be out.

Wen Jianjian poured Song Mingji a glass of water and then went to the study to move some books.

This was Song Mingji's first time here, and he looked around curiously.

My gaze was drawn to a black hair tie with a rhinestone embellishment on the coffee table.

He picked it up and examined it for a moment, then, hearing a noise, casually put it in his pocket.

"That's a bit much."

Wen Jianjian is only 1.6 meters tall, with thin arms and legs. She carries a thick stack of books and looks as clumsy as a penguin.

Um.

Cute little penguin.

Looking at her, Song Mingji felt inexplicably happy.

"I don't understand, can I ask you?" Song Mingji took the book and flipped through it casually.

It was covered with words.

What the heck?

"OK."

Wen Jianjian, a concerned citizen, nodded with a smile.

"OK."

Song Mingji seized the opportunity and pulled out his phone, "Let's add each other on WeChat, so we can communicate more easily."

"OK."

After exchanging contact information, seeing that Song Mingji had no intention of leaving, Wen Jianjian politely said, "Mom went to buy groceries, why don't you stay for dinner, Brother Song?"

"OK."

Song Mingji, unable to get the answer, replied without hesitation.

"..."

Wen Jianjian couldn't smile; her awkward expression was on full display.

She was relaxed around Wuwu, but always reserved around other people.

Even though Brother Song was here today, she still didn't get enough to eat.

I'll be staying tonight...

I wonder if her nerves, which have been on edge all day, will snap.

"Just kidding, I have something to do." The girl was pouting, and it seemed she didn't really want to keep him for dinner.

Song Mingji didn't want to rush things, lest he scare the person away.

"I'm leaving now."

Song Mingji picked up the book, stepped into the elevator, and stared intently at Wen Jianjian. "See you tomorrow."

tomorrow?

Wen Jianjian paused for a moment, remembering his participation in the Imperial University training program.

——

In the garage.

Song Mingji put down his book and opened Wen Jianjian's WeChat Moments.

The latest item is: Debate.

In the photo, Wen Jianjian is smiling as she holds her award certificate.

So good.

Song Mingji gave it a thumbs up.

Turn the page to the next page.

Song Mingji discovered that Kuang Ye was actually in the group photo.

How annoying.

The man's smile vanished, and he instantly unliked the post.

——

good evening.