The Mercedes-Benz G-Class pulled up right on time at the Ning family's gate, and Zhu Jinchao smoothly got into the car as soon as she stepped out.
"Good morning, Chaochao." Shi Jing greeted Zhu Jinchao with a smile and handed her a bottle of milk.
"Good morning." Zhu Jinzhao replied with a smile, took the milk, immediately unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp.
Shi Jing stared at her expectantly, and only after she finished drinking her milk, fastened her seatbelt, and tied her loose hair into a round bun did she nervously ask, "Chao Chao... what's your answer?"
Zhu Jinzhao raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile on his face: "My answer is, of course, in my heart."
Shi Jing: "Then you..."
"Then I'll tell you tonight!"
"..." Shi Jing's lips twitched, and all the joy in her heart withered instantly.
"Why did you have to tell me tonight?!" He drooped his eyebrows, looking displeased. "Didn't we agree to only consider it for one night?"
“Yes,” Zhu Jinzhao replied confidently, “I meant I’m only considering one night.”
Shi Jing gritted her teeth: "But one is already in the past, shouldn't you tell me the answer now?"
Zhu Jinchao shook his head: "No, I shouldn't. Because I said last night that I would give you an answer today. Tonight is also today, so there's no problem with me choosing to tell you tonight."
"..." Shi Jing was so angry she wanted to breathe fire, but she couldn't refute it.
Zhu Jinchao is already clever, and now he's playing word games with him. Even if he's furious, he has no way to fight back.
"...Fine." He had some self-awareness that he could only submit if he couldn't resist.
"Hmph!" Zhu Jinzhao smiled smugly and ordered him with ease and familiarity, "Master Shi, drive."
Shi Jing: "Hah..."
Zhu Jinzhao had a full day of classes, and Shi Jing dropped her off at the company, leaving her all alone again.
He hadn't finished yesterday's craft project when his craft teacher sent him a WeChat message early this morning, asking if he was free to continue working on it today.
He huddled in his car, anxiously playing on his phone for a while, before finally remembering to reply to his teacher's WeChat message.
—If you have time, do it now.
The craft teacher replied instantly: Okay, the materials have been prepared for you.
Time Mirror: OK.
He was in a bad mood today and hadn't originally planned to do any crafts. But after thinking about it, he figured he was just idling around anyway, and even if he was bored out of his mind, he couldn't let time immediately move to the evening, so he decided to finish the project he hadn't completed yesterday.
—Chaochao, I'm going to do some crafts. Call me if you need anything.
He sent Zhu Jinzhao a WeChat message, briefly explaining his itinerary before driving away.
The craft teacher had been waiting for a long time. When he entered the private room, the teacher had already twisted several tulips out with pipe cleaners.
"What is this?" he asked curiously, pointing to the pipe cleaner on the table. "Why does it turn into a flower when you twist it a couple of times?"
The craft teacher smiled and explained, "These are pipe cleaners, a new type of craft material."
Shi Jing: "Is it among the items I selected?"
The craft teacher nodded: "Yes."
Shi Jing smiled and said, "Then I'll do it now!"
Craft teacher: "No problem."
The pipe cleaners piqued Shi Jing's interest, but it didn't last long.
At first, Shi Jing studied quite diligently and attentively, but later on, he gradually began to lose focus and become absent-minded.
When the craft teacher asked him to twist a butterfly, he insisted on twisting a caterpillar; when the craft teacher taught him to twist a leaf, he twisted and twisted until he turned it into a braid.
The craft teacher, having endured it for so long, finally couldn't take it anymore. She put down the pipe cleaner and looked at Shi Jing, who was slumped over the table, asking tactfully, "Mr. Shi, is something on your mind?"
Shi Jing immediately straightened up and replied with a stern face, "Yes! I do have some things on my mind."
The craft teacher grinned, her smile somewhat stiff: "...If Mr. Shi doesn't mind, I can temporarily play the role of a qualified listener."
"Then you can't tell anyone after you hear this." Shi Jing put down the twisted dough stick in her hand, raised an eyebrow and looked at the craft teacher.
“Of course.” The craft teacher proudly raised her chin. “I’m very professional and never disclose my customers’ privacy.”
Shi Jing: "...Then I'll tell you!"
He shifted his position, moved closer to the craft teacher, and said with a frown and a troubled expression, "My worries are related to love, can you understand?"
The craft teacher patted his chest and said reliably, "I'm a love expert, I'll definitely understand!"
Shi Jing curled the corner of her mouth, completely relieved: "This is what happened..."
He described in detail the problems in his relationship with Zhu Jinzhao, and also shared his worries and concerns, hoping that the craft teacher could help him.
"I'm not being narcissistic, I genuinely feel that Chaochao likes me too. But she just won't give me an answer right away, which makes me feel anxious."
"Chaochao is particularly slow to perceive love, and I'm afraid she'll only realize later that her feelings for me were just an illusion..."
After listening attentively to Shi Jing's words, the craft teacher pondered for a moment and then said with a serious expression, "Mr. Shi, although you can be quite narcissistic at times, you are not narcissistic at all when it comes to this matter."
“…Huh?” Shi Jing didn’t understand what she meant, and only felt as if she had been subtly implied.
Craft teacher: "Um... I mean, you're right, Jinzhao really does like you."
"If you like me, why won't you give me an answer right away?" Shi Jing was so anxious her hair was practically standing on end. "I've confessed to her so many times, but she just won't give me a definite response. And last night we clearly agreed that she would reply to me today, but this morning she played word games with me, dragging out the answer until tonight..."
Shi Jing felt increasingly aggrieved as he spoke, feeling like a wronged and resentful man.
"Hmph..." The craft teacher looked at his mournful expression, but suddenly chuckled mischievously, "Mr. Shi, as someone who's been there, I can tell you with certainty that the more Jinzhao treats you like this, the more it proves that she likes you."
"Hmm?" Shi Jing had never heard of this kind of reasoning before. "What do you mean by that?"
The craft teacher got up from the sofa, paced back and forth with her hands behind her back, and said in a deep voice, "Jinzhao is very slow to perceive love, so her subconscious reaction when faced with your confession and advances often reveals her heart more directly."
“The heart can lie, but subconscious reactions cannot. Mr. Shi, please recall what subconscious reactions she had when you confessed your feelings to Jinzhao.”
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