On the day of flying to England, Meng Yongnian and Xu Qiang both came to see Meng Zijin off.

Meng Zijin was waiting in the departure lounge with his plane ticket in his hand. His eyes were as dull as a wooden chicken, his expression was frozen on his face, and he sat there motionless.

She already has an offer from a British school, and she needs to go there in person to handle this matter.

Also traveling with them was Song Yunshen.

It was raining heavily with thunder when he went out, but the rain should have stopped by now, but Meng Zijin's mood had not calmed down yet.

"Are you wavering?" Song Yunshen stretched out his palm and wrapped her small hand around it, as if to give her courage.

Meng Zijin looked at him absentmindedly and shook his head , " No, it's just raining."

It's raining and I'm in a bad mood.

She didn't want Song Yunshen to hear it.

But Song Yunshen could always understand her emotions.

"Have a good sleep after you get on the plane. I'll be with you." Song Yunshen didn't say anything else. He sat next to her to give her some time and a sense of security.

Meng Zijin was going to Toronto, England. Cong Ting had branches all over the world, but not in Toronto.

He went there specially to accompany her today.

Meng Zijin agreed to be officially together with him in two years, but from today on, he would be responsible for helping her keep the secret while she pursued her dream.

Song Yunshen didn't know where she was going.

It is possible to go to Anku to study, or it is possible to stay in the UK to study.

After arriving in Toronto and helping her find a place to live and arranging everything, Song Yunshen flew back to China. The two contacted each other occasionally, but they were just concerned about each other's well-being.

Grandpa Meng was naturally worried because his granddaughter had just gone to the UK, so he would call Meng Zijin every few days.

Meng Zijin suddenly felt fortunate that Mr. Meng didn't know how to use video calls.

Otherwise, we should have discovered that she was in the country instead of abroad.

Meng Zijin handled the matter quickly and returned after only three days in Toronto. He found a homestay in Yingcheng and paid a month's rent.

During this month, she was planning her goals for the future, and would occasionally meet with Zheng Yuyu, secretly, as if she was fighting an underground war, which made every day extremely brain-burning.

Meng Zijin was used to being obedient to the old man, so she left a very good impression on him, and the old man would not investigate her in the short term.

Even if you check, you will get fake news.

She should be thankful that Song Yunshen is there to back her up. It feels different to be with a big boss.

In a blink of an eye, the one-month lease of the B&B is about to expire, and Meng Zijin has no intention of renewing the lease. He has been discussing the rental with Zheng Yuyu recently, but nothing has been finalized yet.

Today I made an appointment with Zheng Yuyu to meet in the small teahouse of the B&B. Both of us put our heads on the table, thinking about how to solve the accommodation problem.

"Must we look for a house in the west of the city?" Zheng Yuyu had already torn through the house-hunting app on his phone, his chin resting on the table, his head feeling dizzy.

"Isn't Anku's photography studio in the west of the city?" Meng Zijin smiled, holding a white jade teacup with three fingers and slowly putting the tea into his mouth, "The best West Lake Longjing, try it."

"He's gone astray." Zheng Yuyu raised her head and drank the cooled tea in a domineering manner. "I'll talk to An Nai. Maybe she has a way."

Meng Zijin is now penniless and dares not use the cards he has on him for fear that the Meng family will find out. He now relies on Zheng Yuyu for support.

Meng Zijin smiled and was about to say something nice, but Zheng Yuyu raised her hand to stop him , " Don't have too high expectations. Anna is also very poor and lives directly in Anku Studio."

"Then if I also become Anku's student, can I also live in the studio? Wouldn't this solve the housing problem?" Meng Zijin put his hands together, looking excited.

"But An Ku also lives in the studio, are you sure you want to live with him?" Zheng Yuyu rolled her eyes, "Aren't you familiar with Song Yunshen? Maybe he has a house."

In fact, Zheng Yuyu just mentioned it casually.

Meng Zijin was slightly startled, stroking the teacup with his slender fingers, his eyelids slightly drooped, thinking carefully about this sentence.

She never told Song Yunshen the news of her return to China, but it is not ruled out that Song Yunshen had news about her, but neither party had ever mentioned it.

As expected, after going around in circles, I finally found Song Yunshen.

Song Yunshen is the best option.

Meng Zijin thought about it all night and finally called Song Yunshen the next day.

It was only half past eight in the morning and Song Yunshen had just arrived at the company. The hand-ground coffee on the table was still hot, and the call from Meng Zijin was a pleasant surprise for him.

He waited for a month.

A full month.

Even though I knew that the girl was back, I was forced to be the passive party.

"Morning." He took a sip of coffee, his voice clear and mellow, suppressing his joy.

"Song Yunshen, I'm chatting with the gold-eating beasts." When Meng Zijin arrived at his house, he took a few photos with the two gold-eating beasts at the door. He stood there for a long time before calling Song Yunshen.

Song Yunshen thought for a few seconds before he suddenly frowned, put down the coffee in his hand, and hurried out of the president's office.

The headquarters of Congting was in the south of the city, so Meng Zijin naturally didn't dare to go there. The only place he could go was his magnificent house in the suburbs.

But he didn't expect the morning rush hour to be so congested. It took Meng Zijin an hour and a half to get there from the west of the city. He thought he could catch up with Song Yunshen when he went to work, but he was still a step late.

"The password is 102030. Go in and wait for me." Song Yunshen walked in a hurry and bumped into Secretary Chen on the way out. He didn't even look at him.

Secretary Chen pushed up his glasses and exhaled the breath he had just held.

If accidentally overhearing the boss's phone call is a crime, he would have been sentenced to death many times over.

Meng Zijin entered the password and sat in the living room waiting for someone.

When Song Yunshen came back, he saw the little girl sleeping on the sofa.

The little girl was wearing a floral dress. Her skin that was exposed to the air was as white as cream. A few strands of hair covered her left eye. She was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly. She didn't even notice him approaching.

Don't be on guard against others.

I dare to sleep in other people's homes.

Song Yunshen smiled silently and reached out to push the hair that was covering his eyes back to his head.

Meng Zijin slept for two hours. When he woke up, he had moved to the bed. His sleepy eyes immediately opened wide, and his dysfunctional brain immediately became clear.

I thought about it and felt inexplicably relieved.

She knew that she was sleeping in Song Yunshen's room, so she even slowed down the movements of getting out of bed and putting on her shoes.

He always brought her an infinite sense of security.

"Miss Meng is awake? It takes at least an hour and a half to get here from the west of the city early in the morning. Did you get up so early just to miss me perfectly?" After Song Yunshen carried her back to the bedroom, he went straight to work in the office next door. During this time, he came in to check on her three times, but the girl was sleeping soundly.

Meng Zijin heard his teasing, grabbed her hair awkwardly, pointed at the computer on his desk , " Will I disturb you while you're working now?"

Song Yunshen smiled and turned off the computer . " It's nothing important. Let's go. I'll make you something delicious."

Meng Zijin then realized that it was time for dinner.

Going downstairs and thinking about what he just said, she curled her lips, as if complaining , " You even know where I live. You have good information."

"A certain lady said that we must protect her. If we want to protect her, we naturally have to keep track of her whereabouts." After Song Yunshen went down the stairs, he deliberately stopped and turned around. Meng Zijin followed him, and he stepped down by inertia, and in panic, he pounced on Song Yunshen.

Hold the person tightly in your arms.

Song Yunshen experienced for the first time what warm, fragrant and soft jade was.

He admitted that he did it on purpose, but it was a bit of a miscalculation.

I didn't expect my heart to beat so fast.

Meng Zijin swallowed, struggled out of his arms in a somewhat embarrassed manner, frowned, and said angrily , " Song Yunshen! What are you doing?"

The tone was soft and harmless.

Song Yunshen's ears started to itch after hearing this.

"You were the one who held me." Song Yunshen was fair and strict.

Meng Zijin , "... "

This bastard did it on purpose!

"Eat noodles?" Song Yunshen didn't intend to tease her anymore. He went into the kitchen and picked out two different kinds of noodles for Meng Zijin to choose from.

"Let's have vegetable noodles." Meng Zijin pointed.

"I've made some tea, go and drink it. Just wait for me for ten minutes." Song Yunshen tied his apron and pointed his thumb in the direction of the living room.

Meng Zijin's face was still hot. After sitting in the living room, he didn't drink tea but instead drank a glass of boiled water.

She always felt that she was being controlled by Song Yunshen.

I thought I wouldn't have any deeper contact with Song Yunshen within two years, but I never expected that she would come to me herself in the end.

Was it a plot or was it destined?

Meng Zijin was bored, so he took out his cell phone and turned on the stopwatch. At nine minutes and seven seconds, Song Yunshen called out to Meng Zijin.

Meng Zijin pressed pause, walked over and turned the screen towards him , " Pretty impressive."

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Yunshen raised his chin and motioned her to go to the restaurant.

Meng Zijin blinked and said , " I haven't washed my hands yet."

Song Yunshen chuckled and moved aside to let her come in to wash her hands.

This is an open kitchen, but it is not very big. What Song Yunshen is most grateful for is that the kitchen is not big.

When two people come together, any intentional or unintentional contact is an opportunity for their relationship to heat up.

Meng Zijin was shrewd. When Song Yunshen put his hand under the faucet, he pulled his hand out in time. He raised his head and looked at him proudly , " What do you want to do?"

Song Yunshen smiled.

Meng Zijin snorted , " I found that you really have bad intentions towards me."

Song Yunshen admitted generously , " Indeed."

Meng Zijin didn't know how to continue.

What is the purpose?

She finished her noodles without figuring out what was going on.

There are some things that cannot be asked too clearly, for she is afraid that she won't know how to bear it.

"I came to you just to ask if you have a house in the west of the city?" Meng Zijin straightened his back. He didn't come to him to ask, but to ask him to help find the house.

Song Yunshen put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a half-smile , " Hmm?"

"I want to rent." Meng Zijin went straight to the point. "I have no money now. I rely on Zheng Yuyu for support. She found a job. Although the salary is ideal, it is too much of a burden to support me. The house cannot be too expensive, but the house prices near Anku Studio are too high, so I ... "

"You want to live near Anku Studio?" Song Yunshen crossed his fingers and thought, "Do you really want to be his student?"

Hearing the change in his tone, Meng Zijin pursed her lips , " Well, I like him."

Song Yunshen's eyes narrowed.

Meng Zijin continued calmly , " I like his shooting techniques and works."

Song Yunshen didn't respond.

Meng Zijin coughed lightly , " He is my idol. I have liked him for a long time."

Song Yun sneered coldly.

Meng Zijin just felt that his mouth was making things worse.