Why did Shen Jiayu send her a message now, of all times?
"Little Song, you should go to school now."
"I don't have classes this morning."
"Then you'd better go to your part-time job, or you'll be late."
Song Qi understood the implication in her words and frowned: "Are you trying to get rid of me?"
What are you saying? Didn't you find me annoying?
Su Ping thought to herself that he was crazy, but smiled on the surface.
"How could that be? I want to be with you every single day."
"Senior, there's no way I could like you."
Ha, she knew he would say that.
Su Ping clutched her heart, her eyes red as she looked up at him again, stubbornly refusing to let a single tear fall.
Do you have someone you like?
These words stunned Song Qi. For some reason, the first thing that came to mind was his older sister's face.
But they are siblings.
He shook his head, dismissing the unrealistic idea.
"I don't care, you shook your head, which means I still have a chance!" Su Ping opened the car door, got in, waved to him, and then started the car and drove away.
How can someone be so shameless?
As Song Qi watched her retreating figure, his phone suddenly rang.
It wasn't his older sister; he realized he'd forgotten to put Su Ping on "Do Not Disturb" when he added her earlier.
"Give me a month, Song. If I can't make you like me before summer vacation, then we'll be strangers next semester."
Innocent.
Song Qi shook his head and turned off the screen, ultimately deciding not to set the messages to Do Not Disturb.
In the car, Su Ping opened the message that Shen Jiayu had just sent.
He got straight to the point, asking her when it would be convenient for her to visit him. He was probably having another episode of addiction, completely ignoring the fact that she was injured because of him, and didn't even offer a word of concern.
Su Ping rolled her eyes, sent him a voice message, and then ignored him.
The Su Residence.
Tu Hengchuan looked at the photos his sister had sent him on his phone, somewhat surprised.
Three years ago, a reporter took photos at a charity gala held by the Su Group.
Next to Su Zhinan, who was wearing a gray suit, sat a girl with her legs crossed and her hair in pigtails.
The girl wore heavy makeup that didn't suit her age, a rebellious pink miniskirt, and gave Su Zhinan, who was touching her head, an annoyed look.
The headline reads: "Chairman of the Su Group and his only daughter are suspected of having a strained relationship."
Tu Hengchuan looked at that face. Although she had a bit of baby fat on her face and her features hadn't fully developed yet, he could still recognize that it was Su Ping who had taken him in.
What a coincidence!
Just then, there was a noise at the door, and Su Ping, who hadn't returned home all night, pushed the door open and came in.
Their eyes met.
Tu Hengchuan reacted first and put his phone back in his pocket.
He saw the news this morning that his agent was going to hold a press conference the day after tomorrow. Given his ability to distort the truth, he has no evidence at all and will only be sidelined.
Su Zhinan is currently abroad, and whether he can be contacted is another matter. He needs to find a way to get information from Su Ping and see if he can obtain the surveillance video.
[Huluwa, Tu Hengchuan usually doesn't even look at me properly, why is he staring at me like that today?]
[Host, he wants to get the hotel's surveillance video from you.]
Oh~
Su Ping put the car keys on the shelf, changed her shoes, and went inside.
"You didn't come back last night?"
Su Ping nodded in response to what seemed like a casual question.
"Yes, I was locked in the swimming pool, and my head is still a little dizzy."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Tu Hengchuan lift his foot and walk towards her.
"It's a bit hot. Go back to your room and rest. I'll cook some porridge for you and bring it up in a bit."
A cold hand was pressed against her forehead, and Su Ping's face showed a shy expression.
Okay, okay, so this is how you play it? You're willing to use your good looks to get surveillance video.
Su Ping grasped his hand that was resting on her forehead, her face filled with emotion.
"Brother Chuan, you're so good to me. I've fantasized about this kind of scene countless times since I watched your TV dramas. I never thought it would actually come true today."
What are you thinking about?
Tu Hengchuan stiffly withdrew his hand and patted her head.
Su Ping was secretly laughing her head off; she really felt sorry for him.
Knowing when to stop, she was indeed a bit sleepy.
Tu Hengchuan watched her retreating figure as she went upstairs, then looked away. He went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and rinsed the spot on his hand that she had just touched under running water.
...
Is it nighttime? Why is it so dark?
Su Ping opened her eyes, and after her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she found herself locked in a closed room. There was a bed beneath her, and her hands were handcuffed, with the other end of the chain fixed to the headboard.
The length was just right so she could move around in bed.
[Huluwa, are you there?]
Su Ping felt inexplicably panicked. She called out to the Calabash Brothers in her mind, but received no response; the silence was terrifying.
"Da da da—"
It was the sound of shoes going upstairs; someone was coming up.
Su Ping focused all her attention on the tightly locked door in front of her, feeling a chill run down her spine.
What's the situation now?
The sound of a key turning filled the air, and judging from the sound, there was more than one lock!
"You're awake."
As the door opened, Su Ping only had time to see the person standing backlit before her vision began to blur.
"Knock knock knock..."
Knock on the door!
Su Ping suddenly opened her eyes from the bed, gasping for breath.
What a vivid dream.
Su Ping listened to her still-beating heartbeat and felt a little scared.
Was it really just a dream?
"Pingping, the porridge is ready. May I come in?"
Tu Hengchuan's voice pulled her back to reality. Su Ping threw off the covers, got out of bed, and opened the door.
Outside the door, Tu Hengchuan was holding a bowl of steaming porridge. He didn't know what was in it, but the aroma alone was enough to whet one's appetite.
"Let me do it, the porridge is a bit hot."
Tu Hengchuan carried the porridge into her room, and all he saw was pink.
It's incredibly vulgar.
He lowered the look of disdain in his eyes, his voice seductive: "Don't get out of bed, it's more comfortable lying in bed."
Upon hearing this, Su Ping obediently got into bed and covered herself with the blanket. She wanted to see what Tu Hengchuan was up to.
Tu Hengchuan placed the bowl on the bedside table, moved a stool to sit down beside the bed, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke.
"Pingping, you like me, right?"
Su Ping nodded, noticing that Tu Hengchuan had changed how he addressed her, and also that he had unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt at some point, revealing his fair and delicate collarbone.
What a cunning and scheming man.
Looking at the girl in front of him, whose eyes were full of admiration for him, Tu Hengchuan tried his best to avoid looking at the infatuated expression on her face and immersed himself in his own emotions.
“My agent is going to hold a press conference the day after tomorrow. He wants to completely ruin my reputation this time. If he succeeds, I will be blacklisted by the company and will never be able to act again.”
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