Song Zhi looked at Tang Junhe. She had been extremely worried since Xiao Qingbai got into trouble, and Tang Junhe had been the one helping her every time.
Without him, she would have had a hard time getting through it alone.
Looking at his face which was obviously much more haggard than before, Song Zhi moved his lips, hesitated for a long time, and then uttered a sentence in a dry voice.
"The same to you."
Of course, she knew very well what Tang Junhe felt for her, but having experienced his indifference towards her in her previous life, Song Zhi really couldn't immerse herself in his current warmth.
Even she understood that her previous life and this life must be different.
But she was hurt too deeply in her previous life, and now she is no longer willing to believe in love or talk about love.
Tang Junhe felt that Song Zhi's attitude towards him had softened, and his heart moved slightly.
He was smart enough not to pursue her relentlessly. Instead, he said, "Okay, I have something to do here too. I'll be going back first."
After saying this, he did not insist, turned around and left.
Song Zhi looked at his back as he left swiftly and breathed a sigh of relief.
After watching his back disappear, Song Zhi turned around and closed the door.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Anshan sitting quietly on the sofa, obviously waiting for him.
"Little Qingbai fell asleep. I took him to your room to sleep."
Seeing her looking around, Song Anshan guessed that she was looking for Xiao Qingbai.
"good."
Song Zhi nodded, went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea, brought it to the tea table, and sat down opposite Song Anshan.
She guessed that Song Anshan must have something to tell her.
Sure enough, she had just landed when she heard Song Anshan speak.
"Jun He treats you very well, what do you think now?"
During this period, Tang Junhe would run to the Song family whenever he had nothing to do, either to bring fruits or to ask Song Zhi to go out and play. This time, he put in a lot of effort in Xiao Qingbai's matter.
Tang Junhe's Sima Zhao's intentions are already known to everyone, so how could Song Anshan not see it?
"This time, he put a lot of effort into Qingbai's matter. Although he is not aware of it, I can see that he truly likes Qingbai."
Although this liking is probably just love for the person and the things in him.
But it also shows his feelings for Song Zhi.
Song Anshan thought that Tang Junhe was actually a good candidate for son-in-law.
Not to mention, the Song and Tang families have been friends for many years, and Tang Junhe grew up under his care, so he knows him inside and out.
What's more, with a family as prestigious as the Tang family, his daughter would enjoy a comfortable life if she married into their family.
Tang Junhe has a bright future and is an upright and honest person.
No matter from which aspect, Song Anshan is satisfied with Tang Junhe.
After understanding what Song Anshan meant, Song Zhi's expression changed slightly. She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and said nothing.
But her furrowed brows also showed her resistance.
Song Anshan sighed and continued helplessly.
"I'm old now, and I don't know how long I can protect you. If you have someone who understands your needs and cares for you, I'll feel at ease."
He felt that he was old, so he wanted to find someone worthy of Song Zhi's trust.
So that she won’t be left alone and helpless when something happens in the future.
"Zhizhi, do you really not have any feelings for him at all?"
Song Anshan looked at his silent daughter opposite him, and was silent for a long time before he tentatively asked again.
He still remembered the time when Song Zhi chased after Tang Junhe all day long.
But recently, even though Tang Junhe often came to visit, Song Zhi acted a little cold.
Song Zhi also had complicated feelings.
She was silent for a long while before she slowly poured Song Anshan a cup of tea and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to get married yet, and Dad, you're not old, there's no need to think about things so far ahead."
Song Anshan pursed his lips bitterly.
This time something happened at home, and he felt that he was unable to cope with it. He was getting older every year.
He always has to consider his daughter's future life.
When he met Lin Wanru today, something she said touched his heart.
Song Zhi now has another child under her name, so it will not be easy for her to find a good husband in the future.
"You can't stay single forever."
Thinking of this, Song Anshan sighed sadly.
"It doesn't matter if I never get married. I can always be with my dad."
Song Zhi curled his lips.
Although these words warmed Song Anshan's heart, they also made him more worried.
"Jun He is a good person, would you like to consider him?"
He couldn't help but mentioned Tang Junhe again.
Hearing this, a complex dark light flashed across Song Zhi's eyes.
"Not considering it."
She simply shook her head and spoke decisively.
"I still have several years to go to college. During this time, Tang Junhe might have found someone he likes. Why would I delay him?"
This is obviously Song Zhi's excuse.
He looked at her helplessly, but didn't say anything else.
But considering Tang Junhe's recent behavior, it is unlikely that he will fall in love with someone else.
It seems that Song Zhi really doesn't have that intention anymore.
Song Anshan suddenly became a little worried that Tang Junhe was devoted to his daughter and was afraid that he would delay her.
After all, Tang Junhe's age is there. He is several years older than Song Zhi and is about to turn thirty.
"Does Tang Junhe know what you are thinking?"
Song Anshan asked immediately.
"You know." Song Zhi picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. The mellow and sweet taste spread in her mouth. When she spoke, there was a hint of tea fragrance in her breath.
"I've rejected him many times and made my feelings clear."
Hearing this, Song Anshan widened his eyes slightly.
He didn't expect that his daughter had rejected Tang Junhe many times.
"How did he react?" Song Anshan asked curiously.
"No reaction."
Thinking of Tang Junhe's look of not caring about her rejection at all, Song Zhi frowned and felt that the tea had lost its sweetness. She put down the cup, feeling extremely helpless.
What can she do?
Hearing this, Song Anshan's mood suddenly became extremely complicated.
"How come this Tang Junhe looks exactly like you when you were a child?"
Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's face froze.
She recalled the time when she had been chasing after Tang Junhe. At that time, she had been pestering him relentlessly, and she was the same as before, not afraid of his cold face at all. She also pretended not to see or understand his indifference towards her.
Thinking about Tang Junhe now, it seems that he is also indifferent to my rejection.
Thinking of this, Song Zhi was speechless for a moment.
The two of them are really the opposite now.
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