Song Qingyu recuperated at home for three days before asking Jiang Minya to go back to school.

"You can go to class, but you have to come back for meals and sleep, otherwise mom will be worried."

Jiang Min-ya knew that her precious daughter valued her work.

Nor did he insist on asking her to continue staying at home every day.

"Okay, I know."

Song Qingyu leaned on Jiang Minya's shoulder and acted coquettishly.

"Just treat me like a child."

"You are just a child. You and Shi An are the same. I can't trust either of you."

Jiang Min-ya was helpless and doting.

During dinner in the evening.

The dinner table.

Jiang Min-ya finished her meal, put down her chopsticks, and glanced at Shen Shian who was eating across from her.

"Xiaoyu will go back to school tomorrow. Aren't the company and school just on the same route? You can send her off and pick her up in the evening."

Shen Changlong even forgot to chew his rice.

He also didn't remember that the company and school were on the same route.

Song Qingyu forced herself to swallow the food back into her stomach.

"Mom, I can take a taxi myself."

You can't drive.

It’s no problem to take a taxi.

Besides, her right hand is not completely immobile now.

"That won't work."

Jiang Min-ya was very serious.

"Taking a taxi is such a waste of money. Although our Shen family doesn't care about those trivial things, we still need to have the good quality of being thrifty. Father, don't you agree?"

Shen Changlong smiled and nodded seriously.

"Yes."

Shen Shian: “…”

Song Qingyu: “…”

When my mother spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on a beauty card, why didn’t she mention this excellent quality at all?

"actually, I--"

"understood."

Song Qingyu didn't even finish her refusal.

Shen Shian nodded.

"Brother, actually I——" I can go by myself!

"It's settled then. I have a meeting, so I'll go upstairs first."

Shen Shian put down his chopsticks, got up and went upstairs.

Leaving behind his tall figure, Song Qingyu was left with endless reverie.

With Shen Shian's temper.

I guess he thought that she asked her mother to take her to school.

Song Qingyu had no appetite, so she ate a few bites in a hurry and went back to her room to prepare the teaching materials for tomorrow's class.

"Wife, aren't you afraid of Shi An's temper?"

Both children are gone.

Only then did Shen Changlong dare to ask Jiang Minya.

He didn't even dare to breathe just now, for fear that his child, who was always very opinionated, would get angry.

To know.

Before, it was because of bringing him and Xiaoyu together.

It almost caused unrest in the family.

"Do you think he's angry now?"

Jiang Min-a raised her chin proudly, as if saying "I know my son better than anyone else."

“…That’s not the case.”

Shen Shian just now, not to mention being angry, was actually a little too obedient!

*

In front of the computer.

Shen Shian supported his chin with one hand and listened to his subordinates introduce the next work schedule.

"Yesterday we talked about adjusting the time of the daily report meeting. Would you mind changing it to 5pm?"

Assistant reports.

"and many more."

Shen Shian tapped the table with his fingers.

Interrupt the assistant.

"Another time."

"Ok?"

The assistant was stunned.

They remember that it was Mr. Shen who said yesterday that the meeting was changed to five o'clock.

Why did you change your mind again today?

"Four o'clock in the afternoon, control will be over in half an hour."

Shen Shian came to a conclusion.

The subordinates looked at each other, and saw joy in each other's eyes.

It means red rain is about to fall from the sky.

Normal meetings.

This Mr. Shen needs to be asked clearly about every detail.

Today they said that the control would be over within half an hour.

Wait until it’s over.

The assistant finally couldn't hold back her burning curiosity and asked cautiously, "Boss Shen, why did you suddenly decide to change the time?"

I originally thought Shen Shian would not answer.

Unexpected.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly: "I have to go to the school to pick someone up."

"……clear!"

The assistant suddenly realized.

He just said it.

It turned out that he was going to the school to pick someone up.

I heard that Mr. Shen’s fiancée is an outstanding student in the Department of Fine Arts at Peking University. I guess he took his fiancée out on a date.

As expected, what impresses the office worker is love!

Shen Shian ignored his assistant's fantasies, turned off the video, closed his notebook, picked up the calendar, and looked through his upcoming schedule.

Tuk Tuk——

There was a knock on the door.

Shen Shian walked over and opened the door.

Song Qingyu stood at the door.

She was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, her hair was tied up, and she was wearing the teddy bear pajamas that Jiang Min-ya had just bought for her.

"Cough cough."

Song Qingyu didn't expect Shen Shian to open the door so quickly.

A little uncomfortable.

She didn't want to look for Shen Shian.

She was also afraid that he would really think that it was her who instigated him, so she had to run over here in the middle of preparing lessons.

"You don't have to take what mom just said seriously. I can take a taxi back. If you're worried, I can wait for you outside the house and come in together."

Shen Shian looked at her deeply and ignored her.

Turn around and enter the house.

Song Qingyu pursed her lips.

After thinking about it, I followed him in.

She used to go into Shen Shian's room often, but after they had a falling out, she rarely went in anymore.

Still familiar furnishings.

Cold black and white tones.

Just like him, he seems distant and cold.

He walked to the desk and sat down, staring at the screen, typing away on the keyboard as he asked, "Is this what you came here to tell me?"

"Ah."

Song Qingyu stopped five steps away from him.

"I know you're busy."

What a blessing she is.

Let Shen Shian pick her up.

"Fortunately, I haven't been too busy recently and I've already finished all the projects I'm working on."

Shen Shian said.

Song Qingyu was choked and didn't know what to say.

"Or are you waiting for your senior brother to take you home?"

Shen Shian narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Song Qingyu was speechless, and felt that Shen Shian's questioning was unreasonable, so she mustered up the courage to retort: ​​"It's not impossible."

"It's better to trouble your own people than to trouble outsiders. I've already promised mom, so it's settled. You can go back and see you tomorrow morning."

Shen Shian ordered them to leave.

Song Qingyu was so angry that she couldn't utter a word.

Stood for thirty seconds.

Seeing that Shen Shian had no intention of paying attention to her, she turned around reluctantly and went back to her room.

When I walked to the bookshelf.

A familiar thing caught her eye, and she slowed down her pace involuntarily.

That...isn't that the photo album in her room?

I have to draw a clear line between myself and Shen Shian before that.

So she didn't take the photo album with her.

Come back this time.

Seeing that there was one photo album missing from the room, she thought it had been thrown away by Shen Shian out of disgust.

“Is this my photo album?”

Song Qingyu picked up the photo album and looked at two pages.

It really is hers.

Just finished.

I don't know when Shen Shian walked over from the computer desk.

"Ah."

He touched his nose.

He looks a little unnatural.

"Last time, my mother asked me to help find a photo that you took when you first came to the Shen family. I don't have a backup, so I'll look for it in your photo album."

"Oh."

It turned out to be the case.

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