After finishing their meal, the group wasn't in a hurry to leave; they wanted to meet Aunt Song, Ji Ye's stepmother, whom Han Jie had mentioned.

They had heard a lot about the Ji family and were particularly curious about this Aunt Song. Ji Ye's biological parents had a shallow relationship, so it was rare for him to have such a good relationship with his stepmother. They didn't think Ji Ye had been deceived. After all, he was exceptionally smart. Even if he was naive, Old Master Ji was not confused. So, it was probably because this Aunt Song really had a lot of personal charm.

Han Jie continued rambling: "The food we ate today was quite delicious, but if you ask me, it's only half the level of Aunt Song's."

"Han Jie, you're just being biased, aren't you? If it were twice as delicious as today's dishes, it would have to be the reincarnation of a culinary god!"

"In my heart, Aunt Song is like a culinary goddess. It's a pity that Aunt Song was too busy. After that meal, I never had the chance to eat again."

His words made everyone's hearts itch, but no one spoke up at the inappropriate time. Ji Ye's stepmother was about to become the general manager of Ji's Group, so why would she waste time cooking for them, the younger generation?

After standing at the door for a while, a low-key luxury car stopped in front of them. Seeing that Ji Ye was surrounded by several classmates, Song Xia opened the car door, got out, and greeted them.

"You must be Xiao Ye's classmates. It's nice to meet you."

The group saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking towards them. She was dressed in a crisp white trouser suit, and her hair was neatly tied in a low ponytail. Han Jie and the others unconsciously held their breath.

Despite having the air of a leading lady, she greeted them warmly with a smile, her voice as gentle as a breeze, soothing to the core.

Zhou Yuanyuan and the others couldn't understand why Ji Ye's father didn't like such a beautiful and elegant woman. They heard that he hadn't returned to City A much since getting married, and was spending all his time having fun with his lover. They just couldn't understand it. Did he think he was too incompetent to control a strong woman like Aunt Song?

Sure enough, some men feel inferior to their partners and become impotently furious; what a pathetic sense of pride.

Bai Xinyi's heart was pounding. Before, she only knew that she had to study hard, get into a good university, and find a good job after graduation. But now she had a more concrete goal. She heard that Aunt Song's family background was also just average, and she wanted to become like Aunt Song in the future.

It's not about marrying into a wealthy family like Aunt Song, but about striving to become stronger and gain recognition for your work ability and personal charm.

"Hello, Auntie." The group greeted her shyly. Just moments ago, they had been playing around wildly, but now they were like well-behaved children in front of Song Xia.

Song Xia smiled and chatted with them: "Hello to you all, thank you for bringing Xiao Ye out to eat. He's great in every way, except he's a bit aloof. I hope that if you have any more events like this in the future, you can bring him along more often, just like today. Next time you have time, I'll invite you to the Ji family's house for dinner."

Having spent time with her before, Han Jie was more daring, so he asked with bright eyes, "Aunt Song, did you do it yourself?"

Song Xia's smile widened: "Of course, otherwise I would have said I treated you to dinner outside."

The crowd gasped in surprise after hearing this; they were incredibly lucky! Just listening to Han Jie's story had already piqued their curiosity to the extreme, and they never expected to actually have this honor.

"Aunt Song, we will definitely be there on time."

Song Xia glanced at her schedule: "How about next Sunday? I'll give myself a day off too."

"Wouldn't this be too much of a bother for you?"

"I won't bother you at all. I really like you vibrant young people. I'll take Xiaoye with me now. See you on Sunday."

"Aunt Song, please be careful on your way."

After the car drove away and disappeared from sight, they cheered even more excitedly. No wonder Ji Ye was so close to his stepmother; she was indeed a person hard to dislike.

In the car, Ji Ye looked at Song Xia seriously: "Aunt Song, you don't need to deliberately show favor to my classmate because of me."

Song Xia's smile remained unchanged: "No, Wu Ma usually helps with the cooking, so I only have to do the cooking myself. It's not tiring at all. Besides, I really like kids like you who are so kind and straightforward. It's already tiring enough to be fighting with those higher-ups at the Ji family all day long. Being with you guys makes me feel much more relaxed. It's a relaxing situation for me."

Ji Ye nodded: "As long as you don't feel tired."

Taking advantage of the red light, Song Xia patted his head and said, "Don't worry so much. Aunt Song is an adult and will consider her own needs. I won't do anything that would make me unhappy."

After saying that, she was secretly pleased: [It's so heartwarming that Xiao Ye is caring now. Her conflicted little expression is so cute! And although her hair is a bit prickly, it feels nice to ruffle it. Xiao Ye didn't even flinch, which is great. I'll try ruffling it again sometime.]

Ji Ye listened in silence for a long time before finally laughing silently.

When they got home, Xiao Wu greeted them warmly. It now has four beds. During the day, when neither of them is home, it sleeps in the living room. When they come home in the evening, Song Xia teaches Ji Ye, and it lies in the study. But when night really comes, that's when it's conflicted, not knowing whether to sleep with Song Xia or with Ji Ye.

The two of them came back a little late today, and it felt aggrieved for a while, as if it was thinking that it had slept with Ji Ye yesterday. So today, it followed Song Xia back to the room with a clatter.

Song Xia vigorously rubbed its head and chin: "What a clever little thing."

On the other side, Zhou Yuanyuan took Bai Xinyi to the car sent by her grandmother to send Bai Xinyi home. In order to rent a cheap place, Bai Xinyi and her mother chose a relatively dilapidated urban village. Now, in front of Zhou Yuanyuan, she did not shy away from telling her where she lived.

After listening, Zhou Yuanyuan gave instructions to the driver without changing her expression. Neither her expression nor her tone showed any disdain. Everyone is born different, and these meaningless comparisons will only lower one's own standards.

Although she herself was a lazy person, it didn't stop her from admiring Bai Xinyi's hard work, ambition, and humility. She felt that even if Bai Xinyi didn't reach the level of wealth that the rich second and third generations of rich kids were born with, her achievements would still be remarkable. People who rely on themselves are worthy of respect, and only someone like Su Ge would be looked down upon by them.

Is this the place?

"Yes, Zhou Yuanyuan, thank you."

"We're classmates and deskmates, no need to thank me. I'll pick you up next Sunday when Ji Ye isn't home. We'll keep in touch by phone then."

"good."

Bai Xinyi knew that Zhou Yuanyuan was afraid she wouldn't go, so she said that on purpose. Everyone was so kind to her, how could she avoid it?