The next day, Di Shan saw the obvious signs of poor rest under Song Wen's eyes, and she almost gritted her teeth.

At noon, Wu Xing, who came to deliver lunch, was stopped by Di Shan again.

"Did you pester Song Wen again at night? Not only does he have to attend classes during the day, but he also has to study chess games in his spare time. You actually pestered him at night. Do you have any shame? Humph, you are indeed a vulgar village woman!"

"I'm not pestering you, so why are you meddling in other people's room affairs?" Wu Xing didn't want to say more to her and just walked away.

Di Shan insisted, "Do you know that Song Wen has an important competition coming up? This is related to his honor, the honor of the school, and the honor of the country. Do you understand the importance of this?"

"I don't understand." She had heard many such words from her father that used morality to bind people.

"You!" Di Shan felt that she really couldn't communicate with this kind of rough country woman.

"Stop!" Seeing her walking further and further away, Di Shan stomped her feet hard.

But this time Wu Xing ignored her and walked without even stopping.

Di Shan had no choice but to hurry up and ordered, "Anyway, you are not allowed to bother him at night! Do you understand?"

"I just pester him." Wu Xing said deliberately.

Seeing Di Shan's angry and shocked expression, she felt evilly amused.

Humph, she has been living under the care of her stepmother since she was a child. Di Shan’s aggressive words are of no use to her at all.

After bringing the meal to the Go Club as usual, Wu Xing sat next to Song Wen, leaning on her elbows and watching him eat.

"What's wrong?" Song Wen asked with a smile.

"Some people say that I pester you at night and make you restless. I'm checking to see if that's true."

Song Wen's smile faded: "Who?"

"No, no one." Wu Xing showed a flustered expression, "Don't ask me anymore. I hope you can concentrate on the competition and get along well with your classmates."

His classmates?

Song Wen's eyes were calm, and his expression was ambiguous.

"I still have work to do at home. My parents are busy tending to the vegetable garden lately, so I have to go back quickly to take care of Zhizhi. I'll go home first. You can bring the lunch box to me in the evening." Wu Xing found an excuse to leave early because he didn't want to meet his classmates.

Song Wen also nodded and said, "Well, okay, thank you for the food my wife sent."

Since Wu Xing came to deliver the meal early today, by the time other students came back from the cafeteria after eating, Song Wen had also finished his meal.

Di Shan came in and saw him clearing the table for dinner, and hurried forward.

"Song Wen, let me help you clean up your lunch box. You guys go discuss the game first. You are an important force in this game, and you can't let some unimportant people and things delay you."

Song Wen glanced at her indifferently, with a curious look, and Di Shan was a little confused.

After a few seconds, Song Wen said in a deep voice: "Don't bother me. These are an indispensable part of my life. How can I delay them?"

The cold voice and the words of rejection gave off a strange sense of distance.

Di Shan stood there in a daze, suddenly feeling a little panicked.

Did the village woman Wu Xing complain to Song Wen?

She raised her head and looked at the handsome man in front of her again. His expression was calm and expressionless, which seemed a little strange.

She dared to say those words to Wu Xing because she knew Wu Xing would not dare to tell Song Wen.

After all, what she said was the truth. Wu Xing, the village woman, was indeed not worthy of Song Wen. She could not chat with him about anything, and she could not bring any help to his future career.

She didn't believe that Wu Xing would be so stupid as to reveal all her shortcomings in front of Song Wen.

What's more, even if Wu Xing was really that stupid and said that, she shouldn't be afraid.

Wouldn't it be better to let Song Wen know how much she liked him through Wu Xing's mouth? She didn't have to lose face and confess her feelings.

Maybe Song Wen would pursue her hard if he knew her feelings?

Who could refuse a beautiful female college student from a wealthy family who could help him?

Thinking of this, Di Shan couldn't help but reveal a shy smile, "Song Wen..."

Di Shan looked up, only to find that Song Wen had disappeared without her noticing.

"Where is Mr. Song?" Di Shan asked the others.

"He went to wash the lunch boxes."

"..."

"Di Shan, come here quickly." Someone called her, "The chess game is set up, come and practice."

Di Shan twisted her hands together, a little hesitant.

She looked in the direction of the door, then at the classmate who was calling her, but in the end she did not go out to find Song Wen to ask for clarification, but went over to join the practice.

It’s better for a woman not to be too proactive. She wants to see if Song Wen will take the initiative towards her next time.

After a while, Song Wen came back.

Before he walked in, Di Shan, who had been paying attention to the door, saw him and waved to him quickly, "Song Wen, here! There's a game set up here, waiting for you to come."

Song Wen glanced over there indifferently, but went straight to the other side without saying anything.

This silent rejection made Di Shan feel hot on her face.

Others now noticed that there seemed to be a conflict between the two.

Everyone looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.

"Song Wen should come to our side. Lin Zhuo's recent moves were terrible. It would be a good idea to have Song Wen come over to see if he can save the game." Someone laughed to ease the atmosphere.

"Yes, Song Wen, come here and be my military advisor." Lin Zhuo said excitedly.

Di Shan snorted softly, and finally she was able to save face and was not so embarrassed.

However, in the next few days, Di Shan didn't have the energy to find fault with Wu Xing.