Chapter 73 - Archive (1/2)

The next morning, Qian Meigui woke up with her heart feeling light. It was the weekend, so she had the next two days off after an exhaustive week of attending classes and completing assignments.

Still, she had to study regardless of not having school or classes. To kill time, she opened one of her textbooks and began to read.

After reading for hours, she took a break by going to the kitchen, making herself some lunch. She had no idea where Song Ren or the twins were or had been doing.

As a.d.u.l.ts, they rarely communicate with each other about where they went or how they plan their days. Since the house seemed quiet, Qian Meigui figured she was alone.

Qian Meigui ate some eggs with peppers, mushrooms, and spring onions. She also had some rice and beef in a bowl. As she was still eating, she heard someone enter the house.

She peaked at the entrance by leaning back from her chair, wondering who it was. She thought it would be one of the twins, but it was Song Sheng. Surprised, she nearly fell from her chair. They have not established yet when they would meet today.

Song Sheng wore a white collared shirt buttoned to his elbows and a pair of black pants. He also wore black aviators, covering his eyes, preventing it from showing through them. He approached her with his hands in his pockets. Qian Meigui looked away without trying to make it evident that she found him to be attractive.

When he reached the kitchen, he ruffled her hair playfully as a way of greeting. He held onto the back of her chair as he took her chopsticks and began to eat her rice and beef in front of her. Qian Meigui's mouth widened in shock, and Song Sheng smirked at her slyly, pinching her nose.

Qian Meigui knew that Song Sheng wasn't hungry; he was teasing her.

Song Sheng took a seat next to her, waiting for her to finish. He then propped his chin with an elbow over the kitchen countertop, staring at her. Although his facial expression appeared to be gentle, she couldn't read his eyes through his aviators. When it comes to Song Sheng, she could tell by how he felt through his eyes, rather than his facial expressions.

After she finished eating, Qian Meigui wiped her mouth and approached the sink to wash her dishes. ”Where are we going?” she asked him over the running water.

”I'm taking you somewhere,” he said, without being specific.

”Where?” she asked.

Song Sheng faced her, but she could not tell what he was thinking. ”I want to show you first,” he said.

Qian Meigui nodded, trying to hold back the curl from her lips. ”Fine,” she said firmly.

After she cleaned up, Qian Meigui went to her room; she changed into a light blue dress with white stripes. She placed her purse over her shoulder.

Song Sheng was leaning against the doorframe at the threshold of the entrance with his arms crossed, waiting for her. When she approached him, he smiled and let her walked ahead. As she passed him, he stepped next to her, touching her back, guiding her to his car.