Xu Yuting and Teacher Zhang looked up and looked over. Xu Yuting asked in confusion.
"Isn't that your dad?"
Xu Yuting spoke very softly, so softly that she felt a little guilty and dared not continue.
After Wen Qiao pointed at Shen Jichuan, Shen Jichuan walked towards Wen Qiao.
His gaze fell on Wen Qiao. "I've come to pick you up from school."
Wen Qiao showed no impatience whatsoever. Instead, she smiled slightly, hummed in agreement, and nodded.
First, I introduced Teacher Zhang and Xu Yuting, a classmate from the accounting class, to Shen Jichuan.
Shen Jichuan remembered Xu Yuting. He looked at Xu Yuting and said, "Hello, classmate Xu. I often hear Xiao Qiao talk about you."
Xu Yuting looked closely at Shen Jichuan and realized that he looked quite young, unlike the last time she saw him.
"Hello."
Xu Yuting was quite embarrassed that she mistook her boyfriend for her father.
Wen Qiao looked at Shen Jichuan and said softly, "Teacher Zhang wanted me to attend a social event, but I told her I already have a boyfriend."
Shen Jichuan said, "Hello, Teacher Zhang. Wen Qiao does indeed have a boyfriend. I'm afraid we'll have to find someone else to attend the social gathering."
"I think Xu Yuting is quite nice."
At first, Teacher Zhang doubted that Wen Qiao's claim about the person was genuine, but now that she has seen it with her own eyes, she has nothing more to say.
Xu Yuting is not bad looking, but compared to Wen Qiao, she is far inferior.
Teacher Zhang thought to herself, "I'll talk to the dance teacher tomorrow."
Xu Yuting looked at Teacher Zhang expectantly, but Teacher Zhang said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow," and then left.
Xu Yuting also said goodbye to Wen Qiao.
As the students around them gradually left, Wen Qiao and Shen Jichuan walked towards the roadside together.
Wen Qiao asked him why he suddenly came to pick her up from school.
"It wasn't anything sudden, I just wanted to pick you up. I didn't have anything else to do. Do you think I shouldn't have come?"
Shen Jichuan was afraid that Wen Qiao would think he was not presentable.
If the little girl really cares about these things, he will correct himself next time.
In Shen Jichuan's mind, he felt that it was already very good that a young girl like Wen Qiao, who was much younger than him, was willing to date him and marry him.
He went on several blind dates with women, many of whom rejected him because of his age or even questioned his physical condition.
He didn't have many expectations or aspirations regarding relationships between men and women.
But he was certain that Wen Qiao had deliberately provoked him.
The fact that she took the initiative shows that she definitely doesn't dislike him.
Hearing Shen Jichuan say this, Wen Qiao's heart tightened, and she took the initiative to reach out and hold Shen Jichuan's hand.
“I don’t think you shouldn’t come. I’m just afraid of delaying your plans. You’ve been so busy before, coming home very late every day. You’re already tired after a long day, and you still have to come pick me up from school. Wouldn’t that make you even more tired?”
Shen Jichuan said, "I'm not busy these days."
"Let's go to your mother's place this weekend to discuss the wedding arrangements. We'll also buy some wedding candy to share with the neighbors in the residential compound."
Wen Qiao didn't refuse. Since she had decided to get married, she wouldn't resist the necessary procedures.
"Sir, aren't you afraid that my affection for you is just a lie, a way of taking advantage of you?"
Wen Qiao could tell that Shen Jichuan was currently obsessed with her.
Shen Jichuan had eaten for twenty more years than Wen Qiao and had twenty more years of experience. More importantly, Wen Qiao's emotions and thoughts were written all over her face.
How could he not know that Wen Qiao was using him?
"If you can take care of me for the rest of your life, then that's no different from love."
"You never despised me, did you?"
Wen Qiao tightened her grip on Shen Jichuan's hand.
“No, I don’t mind. How could I possibly mind someone as good as you, sir?”
On the way back, Shen Jichuan rode his bicycle while Wen Qiao sat on the back seat.
He said, "There's a difficult stretch of road, so hold me tight."
Wen Qiao hummed in agreement, wrapping one arm around his waist. She felt that Shen Jichuan's body was very hot, his waist was very strong, and he was very powerful, pedaling the bicycle very fast and vigorously.
The sweltering summer has passed, and the evenings will feel subtly cool.
When they were almost home, Shen Jichuan asked her if she could ride a bicycle.
Wen Qiao shook her head.
I've never even touched a bicycle, let alone ridden one.
Bicycles are only common in big cities like Beicheng; in her hometown village, they are a rarity.
"I'll teach you how to ride a bike, and it will be more convenient for you to commute to and from school."
Wen Qiao glanced at Shen Jichuan, "You bought this bicycle especially for me?"
"Don't you like it? I was going to buy you a women's model, but they said I'd have to wait. I'll buy this one for you to ride first, and then I'll buy you a women's model later."
Wen Qiao didn't refuse and said happily, "Sir, thank you. I like it very much, you don't need to buy any more."
"Are you that easily satisfied?"
Seeing that she was happy, Shen Jichuan smiled as well.
For the remaining half of the journey, Shen Jichuan taught Wen Qiao to ride a bicycle. She was very smart and learned quickly. She rode a long way on the bike, and Shen Jichuan, with his excellent stamina, easily caught up.
It was past midnight when I got home.
Wen Qiao went to wash up first, and after she finished, she called Shen Jichuan to wash up as well.
He took a bath towel and clothes and walked to the bathroom door.
He reached out and stopped Wen Qiao from leaving, then leaned close to her and sniffed her lightly.
"It smells so good."
"Sir, would you like it?"
She looked directly at Shen Jichuan and asked.
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