Song Yuan slowly typed out three question marks and sent.

Xie Ya: [We all know he’s going for you! But don’t worry, Yuanyuan, I’m not on his side. He asked me for your address, but I didn’t give it. I don’t know what happened between you two, but I’m a bit angry thinking about how he left to bitterly guard the cold home2 for a few years.]

[You did the right thing. I’ve got a long going on right now, and I’ve lost a lot of hair from stress over the past few days. I really don’t have the energy to deal with him right now.]

Xie Ya: [Ai, I get you. When we ate together, there was an upperclassman jie who was blaming you, saying you let Ji Junpei down. Ai, I almost got in a fight with her. Ji Junpei didn’t say anything, but I dunno if he thinks the same way. Either way, he didn’t say anything then. So disappointing.]

If it were before, Song Yuan definitely would have been furious. But now that she was facing such a big matter, this had become a trivial matter and not worth her anger.

But why was Ji Junpei coming to B City?

She still couldn’t figure this out. She was still thinking about it while Rong Ting took a midday nap. Song Haiping was in the middle of making tea. Seeing she was absent-minded, he waved her over.

Song Yuan had to accompany Song Haiping in drinking tea.

“Something making you unhappy?” Song Haiping shot her a glance. “Is it because of Rong Ting’s dad? Ai, it’s no big deal. Unnecessary, really unnecessary.”

“No, Dad, I have a friend…”

“You’re still doing this with Dad? Your friend is you, isn’t it.”

Song Yuan was a bit embarrassed. “Fine, I met a senior in college, and I liked him a lot at the time, but he went abroad to study. These past few years, he’s maintained lukewarm3 relations. He’s back now, and he seems to be pursuing me, but I don’t like him anymore. Others are saying that he rejected a good job for me, and he wants to come to B City to develop… I can’t figure out what he thinks about it.”

If Ji Junpei had been one-tenth as active as he was now, she would have been together with him by now.

Song Haiping laughed. “Just this is enough to make you like this? Yuanyuan, this man is more rational when thinking about things. Him coming to B City definitely has something to do with you, but you are certainly not the most important reason. Is this senior’s surname Ji?”

“Dad, how did you know!”

“Dad knows everything. You ate together with him often, right? I saw you once, and I was afraid you were being deceived by the poor boy, so I had someone check him out.”

Eager to survive, Song Haiping hastily added, “Of course, it’s not that Dad wants to spy on you. People’s hearts can be vicious and unpredictable; Dad had to look into it a bit more. I know all about you and him, and your mom knows, too.”

“Mom also knows!”

Song Yuan was shocked. This entire time, she’d thought she had hidden it well.

“Yuanyuan, Dad hopes you can find someone with similar qualifications. This Ji Junpei has an ordinary family background. He himself isn’t bad; he is very capable and has strong self-esteem. It’s naturally good for a man to have self-esteem, but too much and you will have a hard time. Whether it’s Ji Junpei or Rong Ting’s dad, I feel that neither suits you.”

Song Yuan was embarrassed and awkward. “It was such a good talk, why did you bring him up?”

“I wanted to give you a wake-up call4.” Song Haiping straightened out his expression. “Don’t just look at other people’s good looks, or you’ll easily get caught in their plans. If that surnamed Xie doesn’t have any ulterior motives, I’ll take his last name!”

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