When she got up the next day, Song Jin had packed her luggage.
She didn't pack much, just a few sets of summer clothes for the trip and her laptop in her backpack.
Looking around the room that had been restored to its original state, she felt a slight reluctance in her heart.
After all, since I traveled here, I have been living in Qin Yansheng's home, and I have a sense of belonging here.
Now that I suddenly have to leave...I do feel a little reluctant.
The feeling of reluctance lasted less than a minute. Song Jin grabbed her backpack, walked out of the room and closed the door.
She went downstairs, but rarely did she see Qin Yansheng in the hall.
He seemed to be hiding deliberately, not wanting to see her.
Song Jin stood in the empty hall carrying a black backpack. She tilted her head to look in the direction of the stairs and seemed to catch a glimpse of a figure standing by the fence.
The person standing on the second floor suddenly took a few steps to the side, his heart beating faster, and he leaned against the wall in a daze.
Did she spot him?
Song Jin just took a look, then looked away and turned to walk out.
Qin Bo stretched out his hand to stop her, "Miss Song, are you really going to leave?"
"Mr. will be very sad if you leave."
Song Jin smiled and nodded, "Yes, I want to go back to accompany my grandparents."
Qin Bo lowered his arms, no longer having any reason to stop him.
Song Jin smiled at him, slung her backpack over her shoulder with one hand, and walked out briskly.
Watching her leave without hesitation, Qin Bo sighed again, looked up at the stairs, and saw Qin Yansheng standing behind the fence.
He shook his head slightly, "Sir, Miss Song has left."
Qin Yansheng pursed his thin lips, and after a while, he said "hmm" softly.
Song Jin brought her backpack to school, and the Qin family's driver took her there again. When she got in the car, the Qin family's driver handed her a bag of steamed buns and a cup of warm milk in a transparent thermos.
"This is what my husband asked me to give you, Miss Song, are you really leaving?"
When Song Jin saw what the driver was holding, she was slightly stunned before taking it.
When she heard the driver's question, she said "hmm" softly.
The driver nodded, started the car, and sighed:
"It was easy to drive you to school, but it's a pity that I won't have the chance to do it so easily in the future."
Song Jin didn't say anything else.
She lowered her head slightly, ate the warm buns in small bites, and once again sighed in her heart at the villain's gentleness and thoughtfulness.
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On the day Cheng Zian couldn't see Qin Yansheng, he left Jinsheng Manor and didn't go back to contact Song Yibai. Puzzled and puzzled, he went to the Qin family's old house to find Old Man Qin and complain.
Old Master Qin Qin was Cheng Zian's grandfather and Qin Yansheng's father. He thought that with his grandfather stepping in to stop her, Song Jin would definitely not be able to harm his uncle.
But unexpectedly, after complaining to Old Master Qin about Song Jin living with his uncle and shamelessly pestering his uncle, Old Master Qin burst into laughter.
"Grandpa, what are you laughing at?"
Cheng Zian thought that Mr. Qin would be furious. After all, the old man hated women who clung to power and were vain the most.
But why did grandpa not get angry but laugh instead after hearing his dissatisfaction with Song Jin?
"You don't like the little girl from the Song family, but I do. I support Yan Sheng liking her. Why am I laughing?"
Old Master Qin snorted slightly and glanced at Cheng Zian.
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