After a few sighs, Song Ma smiled with relief and said, "I've never seen the young master so caring towards anyone before. He was always all alone and didn't like to talk. Now that you're with him, I feel relieved. I can tell that the young master likes you from the bottom of his heart."
“Song Ma, I will. Although I can’t guarantee that I will like him as much as he likes me, I will stay by his side for the rest of my life. Even if he wants to drive me away, I will not leave,” Bi Xie said while drinking soup.
The two talked for a while longer, but Bi Xie was in too much pain to move, so he crawled back into bed to sleep.
At noon, Wei Zhaoye handed two score sheets to Bi Xie. Both Bi Xie and Jiang Han did well in this college entrance examination. Jiang Han's score was just above the admission score of Beijing University, while Bi Xie had more options.
With her scores, she would have no problem applying to any university, and those universities would be vying to recruit her.
In fact, before Wei Zhaoye returned, Bi Xie received a call from her homeroom teacher, who recommended that she go directly to a well-known university abroad and that the school would apply for a scholarship for her.
Bi Xie refused; instead, she chose to apply to A University in Beijing.
For no other reason than that she didn't want to leave the city.
The homeroom teacher tried to persuade Bi Xie for a long time, repeatedly telling her about the superior environment and learning conditions abroad, but Bi Xie was determined to stay in the capital.
The homeroom teacher was exasperated and left with the words, "You're still too young. Go abroad and get some experience, and you'll come back looking completely different. Why are you so stubborn?"
After the stubborn Bi Xie told Wei Zhaoye about her decision to apply to University A, he seemed very happy. He gently pecked her lips and said some sweet words that he had learned from some book, making Bi Xie blush and her heart race.
Bi Xie stretched out her two fair arms from under the covers and wrapped them around the man's neck, nuzzling him affectionately with her nose. "Ye, I said I wouldn't leave you, and I kept my word. How are you going to reward me?"
"What reward do you want, my darling?" Wei Zhaoye suddenly changed his nickname for Bi Xie.
Bi Xie was stunned for a moment, then blinked and felt as sweet as if someone had smeared honey on his heart.
He paused for a moment and stammered, "A friend of mine might be coming to stay at my place in a few days, so could you please not come over for the next few nights?"
Wei Zhaoye's cold eyes narrowed dangerously: "Friends? What friends does Xiao Xie have? Male or female?"
"It's a woman, a woman, it really is a woman! She's my childhood friend from the same village, we were classmates in elementary school, but she dropped out of school before finishing junior high to work..."
Bi Xie opened WeChat, pulled out his conversation with Xu Ying, and showed it to Wei Zhaoye.
Xu Ying: "Xiao Xie, you've finished the college entrance exam, right? Are you interested in doing a summer job? I know a guy who's hiring models recently. He makes tens of thousands a month. You're so good-looking, do you want to give it a try?"
Bi Xie: "Yingzi, with such a high salary, the requirements must be very high too, right? I'm short, can I be hired?"
Xu Ying: "Hehe, you have me. You're my sister. As long as you want to do something, how could I not protect you?"
Xu Ying: "I'm currently in Beijing. I'll come to see you in a couple of days. Pack your bags. If you're interested in this job, come with me on the train to another city. If you're not interested, just pretend I didn't say anything."
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