"Where do you live? We can give you a ride home since it's on our way."

After changing her clothes, Jiang Jingwen looked at Shi Jingdao.

Shi Jing frowned slightly: "You're giving me a ride?"

Zhu Jinzhao pulled a car key from his pocket, dangled it between his fingers, and said, "Jiang Jiang has a car, of course I can give it to you."

"Oh." Shi Jing raised an eyebrow in surprise, a carefree smile playing on his lips. "Alright, then I'll shamelessly hitch a ride with you guys."

Jiang Jingwen waved: "Let's go!"

...

The suburban roads were wide and empty at night, and the neat but somewhat desolate green belts rushed past the windows of the Porsche Taycan.

Inside the car, soothing music played softly, and Zhu Jinzhao sat in the passenger seat, eyes closed, drifting off to sleep.

Shi Jing looked at the interior of the car, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"Jiang Jingwen, you can afford a Porsche, why do you still need to do part-time work?"

Jiang Jingwen replied with a smile, "I went to be with Chaochao. Chaochao is younger than me, and I wouldn't feel at ease if I didn't go with her."

"Hmm." Shi Jing nodded, saying only two words, "It's fine."

Zhu Jinzhao was dozing off while listening to the two of them talk. When she heard this part, she mumbled a reply, "My Jiang Jiang is the best."

Jiang Jingwen's smile deepened, and she glanced at her sideways.

"Today," Shi Jing sat up straight and suddenly said, "Let's add each other on WeChat."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Jingwen was the first to react, her tone wary.

Shi Jing explained frankly: "I'm not doing anything, just adding people on WeChat and making friends. Although my family is not short of money, I am short of money myself, and if nothing unexpected happens, I will be short of money for a long time."

"We're both short-staffed right now, and we both need to take on part-time jobs to earn money. So I thought I'd keep her company, and we can go together whenever there's work."

“Sure,” Zhu Jinzhao agreed readily. She lifted her heavy eyelids, took out her phone, opened the WeChat QR code, and held the screen up to Shi Jing.

"Scan me."

Shi Jing: "Thank you."

"Chao Chao." Jiang Jingwen frowned, not very willing for her to add Shi Jing on WeChat. "You two have only known each other for a day. Don't trust him so easily."

"It's okay." Zhu Jinzhao didn't think it was a big deal. She accepted Shi Jing's friend request and carefully changed his nickname.

“We’re all just working, so it’s easier to keep in touch by adding each other on WeChat. Anyway, I need to do some part-time work, so if Shi Jing finds an easy and high-paying job, I can take advantage of it.”

"She has foresight." Shi Jing wholeheartedly agreed with her.

“Sigh…” Jiang Jingwen sighed softly.

Since they trusted each other, she couldn't say anything more. She could only offer a friendly reminder: "The job market is dangerous, so be careful. If you don't make any money, come back and mooch off me. I may not be a rich heiress, but I can still support two little chickens."

Zhu Jinzhao: "Great... I love being a kept man."

Shi Jing: "..."

He had originally saved Zhu Jinzhao's contact name as the well-behaved "Jinzhao," but after hearing what she had just said, he decisively changed it to "Love-obsessed soft-rice Zhao."

"Chaochao, we'll be passing by your house soon. Shall I take you home first?"

As the red light was about to turn green, Jiang Jingwen tentatively asked Zhu Jinzhao.

Zhu Jinzhao pouted slightly, looking somewhat unhappy, and said, "No, I don't want to go home so soon."

Jiang Jingwen stepped on the gas and immediately turned right to change direction: "Okay, then let's take Shi Jing back first."

Shi Jing leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and replied, "Thank you."

The Porsche circled the Zhu family's house for a long time before finally slowly parking in front of the villa an hour later.

Zhu Jinzhao picked up her bag, said goodbye to Jiang Jingwen, and then opened the car door and got out.

The lanterns on the eaves of the Zhu family's house were brightly lit, and four people, led by Zhu Xingye, were already waiting there.

Upon seeing Zhu Jinzhao return, Zhu Xingye was the first to speak: "You're back?"

Zhu Jinzhao paused, looked up at the Zhu family members in front of her, and smiled sweetly: "You're back. Good evening, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, and Mingyue."

"Good evening." Zhu Qian walked down the steps, took the bag from Zhu Jinzhao's hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and led her to Zhu Xingye.

How did your part-time job go today? Was it relatively smooth?

Wishing you a happy day: "It went quite smoothly, and I wasn't too tired."

"You're doing great, Chaochao." Zhu Ning patted the back of her head, his eyes full of admiration. "You said you wanted to make money, and you really did it diligently. You didn't ask your family for help, and you didn't complain or give up. I admire you, Third Brother."

"Third Brother, you flatter me." Zhu Jinzhao lowered his eyes shyly, feeling a sudden sense of unease.

Since she got out of the car, Zhu Xingye has only said one sentence to her, which is very unusual.

Could it be that she did something to offend Zhu Xingye again? But she wasn't home all day, so where could she have offended him?

Or is Zhu Xingye simply in a bad mood?

Zhu Jinzhao bit her lip, her mind wandering, when Zhu Xingye spoke up lightly.

"Is that Porsche Xiao Jiang's car?" he asked.

Zhu Jinzhao looked up at him and answered honestly, "Yes, that was a birthday present from Xiao Jiang's father."

"Oh..." Zhu Xingye said indifferently, "That car clearly passed by the Zhu family an hour ago, so why are you only coming back now?"

"..." Zhu Jinzhao felt a chill in his heart, thinking to himself, "Just as I thought."

But she wasn't flustered at all, because she had already thought of an excuse in advance.

She looked directly into Zhu Xingye's sinister eyes and explained calmly, "Because Xiao Jiang needs to take a friend home first. That friend's house has a curfew, and if I get off halfway, he might miss the curfew."

"Friends?" Zhu Xingye lowered his eyelids slightly. "Isn't Xiao Jiang the only friend you work part-time with?"

Zhu Jinzhao: "I met that friend on set. We got along well and were both doing part-time jobs to earn money, so we went together."

"Male or female?" Zhu Xingye frowned slightly.

“Um…” Zhu Jinzhao hesitated for a moment, but still didn’t dare to lie, “It’s a man.”

"..." Zhu Xingye pursed his thin lips and suddenly fell silent.

Zhu Jinzhao stared at him with wide eyes, knowing that he was unhappy.

“It’s fine if he’s a guy,” Zhu Ning noticed Zhu Xingye’s mood and quickly tried to lighten the mood. “Friends aren’t bound by gender, just keep your distance.”

Zhu Jinzhao quickly replied, "I know."

"If you know, come inside." Zhu Ning put her arm around Zhu Jinzhao's neck and pulled her into the living room. "What are you all doing standing at the door in the middle of the night..."

"Let's go, brother." Zhu Qian patted Zhu Xingye's arm, gesturing for him to go inside.

Zhu Xingye didn't speak, and silently turned around.

Zhu Mingyue leaned against the door with her arms crossed, staring intently at him with complex emotions in her eyes.