I don't want to stay here, I want to go out.
Shen Bai buried his head in Song Yun's neck and refused to look up.
"Do you want to come out with me?"
Song Yun no longer finds Shen Bai a nuisance; in fact, he's quite happy to take him out.
"Can I go out?"
Shen Bai looked at him with her big, watery eyes, and then nuzzled his face with her cheek.
Shen Bai had just noticed that Song Yun seemed very happy when he rubbed his face against Song Yun's.
In fact, Song Yun was indeed very happy.
At that moment, he felt as sweet as if he had been filled with honey.
"Alright then, since you're being so affectionate, I'll reluctantly take you out."
He paused, then his deep voice carried a dangerous undertone:
"But baby, you can't run away, otherwise, your legs..."
His gaze shifted downwards, and Shen Bai subconsciously shrank his legs.
Don't break my legs, you bad guy.
Shen Bai's sweet smile instantly faded, and she buried her face in Song Yun's shoulder.
I don't want to see this bad person anymore; I want to go back to the Taoist temple.
Listening to the child's inner thoughts, Song Yun carried him out.
In the car, Song Yun sat with him in the back seat. Today, they were still driving that shiny Rolls-Royce, but this time Xiao Li was driving.
Song Yun fastened Shen Bai's seatbelt, and Shen Bai tugged at the seatbelt.
I don't want to be tied down.
"Honey, we'll be there soon."
He held Shen Bai's hand, preventing him from pulling on the seatbelt, and gently rubbed his thin wrist with his thumb, as if measuring its dimensions.
Shen Bai was completely unaware that something was amiss.
Just as Song Yun had said, they soon arrived at a luxury hotel. Led by a staff member, Shen Bai followed Song Yun inside.
The staff inside were setting up the venue. Song Yun was going to the conference room to finalize the banquet's schedule, and Shen Bai followed her.
Looking at the plan they were showing on the computer, Shen Bai immediately thought of the big cake and the chocolate waterfall that person had sent.
So I took out my phone and opened the app again.
Send a message to Xiaozhou every month.
They've been chatting these past few days, and Shen Bai even sent him pictures of his bag. As a result, Xiao Zhou's Yue started chatting with him even more frequently.
Little White Doesn't Taste Good: 'Can I find a husband at the banquet?'
Xiaozhou's Moon: 'Of course! Let me tell you, my husband and I met at a banquet.'
Shen Bai: Wow.
That's fine, but she'll need to meet a husband first.
As Shen Bai pondered, he became bored and actually started to doze off.
His little head bobbed up and down, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.
Song Yun naturally rested his head on his shoulder.
The project manager, who was still talking enthusiastically, had to stop and was about to ask if they should take the young master to a hotel room to rest.
Then I heard Song Yun say:
"Just keep your voice down."
The manager wiped his sweat and unconsciously lowered his voice.
As Song Yun listened, he flipped through their proposal. After pointing out a few problems, he was almost done.
We're just waiting for the day of the banquet.
This luxury hotel also belongs to the Song family. It's Mr. Song's 80th birthday celebration, so it must be handled flawlessly without the slightest carelessness.
After watching them finish making the changes, Song Yun turned to look at Chen Bai.
The little guy was sleeping soundly when he took the bag off Chen Bai's body and the phone from his hand.
An assistant came over to help carry it, and Song Yun scooped Shen Bai into his arms and walked out.
This place happens to be near a school, and Song Yun has been looking for a school for Shen Bai these past few days.
The child is only eighteen years old, which should be the age for college, but for various reasons, he has never attended school for a single day.
Song Yun wanted to investigate Qingyue Temple, which sounded like a relatively famous Taoist temple that had transcended worldly affairs.
In fact, Song Yun was able to find very little information.
Those were all things that Qingyue Temple could let the world investigate, but no one could say anything specific about the real events.
This is also why Song Yun couldn't find out whether Shen Bai had been bullied when he was a child.
He doesn't even know where Shen Bai learned to read when he was a child.
Song Yun subconsciously assumed that everyone in the Taoist temple was required to be literate, so Shen Bai followed suit and learned to read as well.
But life outside is not as simple as it is in the Taoist temple. Shen Bai has to learn more, even if it's just learning how to get along with people.
It would be even better if she could cultivate some hobby or interest, Song Yun thought. The child is so quiet, maybe he likes drawing or something.
He carried Shen Bai into the car and said to Xiao Li:
"Go to Peking University."
"Okay, Mr. Song."
Xiao Li immediately went to drive the car.
When Shen Bai woke up, the car was just driving into the campus.
Above the school gate is a plaque with gold lettering, surrounded by lush green plants.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves and shone on the ground, where students walked in twos and threes along the wide school path.
Shen Bai watched someone ride by on a bicycle and looked at the bicycle with curiosity.
As the campus bus passed by, Shen Bai saw two students wearing basketball uniforms and holding basketballs.
What is that? A ball?
He had never seen these things before on the mountain, and where exactly was this place?
I always feel that this place is full of youthful energy.
[No, this is not right...]
Shen Bai looked in a certain direction in the garden and fell silent.
He pointed at the car window and then knocked on it. Song Yun thought he was just curious.
"You're awake? Let's get familiar with the school environment first. You'll be studying here next semester."
Going to school? What is going to school?
Is there anything good to eat? Is there anything fun to do?
Is it possible to get out of here?
As Shen Bai pondered these questions, Song Yun didn't rush to answer him, but simply raised the corners of his mouth.
After the car was parked, Song Yun opened the car door for Shen Bai.
Shen Bai got out of the car and walked in one direction, towards the corner of the small garden from before.
"Little White, where are we going?"
Shen Bai walked in that direction on his own when suddenly a middle-aged woman's voice came from behind him.
"Xiao Yun? You're back?"
Song Yun turned his head and saw that this was his former political education teacher.
He smiled and nodded at Teacher Chen:
"Yes, teacher, I just brought my partner here for a look around. He'll be studying here next semester."
After Song Yun finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Shen Bai beside him.
"This is my partner, Shen Bai. Xiao Bai, this is Teacher Chen."
Shen Bai nodded to Teacher Chen as a greeting.
Ms. Chen was surprised; she knew of Song Yun's achievements. She just hadn't expected his partner to be...
Shen Bai smiled at her, which immediately made Teacher Chen want to take care of him even more.
"Don't worry, I can keep an eye on him from here."
Shen Bai couldn't understand what they were saying, so he continued walking towards the corner of the small garden.
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