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Chapter 728: That Unromantic Student Council President (25)

When Song Zhishu arrived home, a large dog excitedly rushed straight towards her. Xiao Yu behind her was panting and calling its name. The dog was quite strong, but Song Zhishu, despite being pounced on, remained unmoved. She tapped its head, and it quickly quieted down.

Previously, Song Chao had taken this dog to intimidate his business rivals. Because the old fox on the other side was cunning, treacherous, cold-hearted, and his way of doing things was uncouth, Song Chao was very unhappy with him. So every day, he sent someone to take this dog to the man's company gate.

Yes, because that person was bitten hard on the butt by a big dog when he was a child, which left a deep psychological scar.

It's easy to imagine the shock this enormous yellow dog caused that person. But since Song Zhishu had moved in, his precious dog naturally had to come along too. The first time he brought Song Zhishu back to this apartment, the dog easily pounced on Zhao Eyun. Now, looking at Song Zhishu, who remained as upright as a mountain despite the dog's relentless efforts, Zhao Eyun wisely remained silent.

Oh, by the way, this dog is called Rice Bucket, the same dog that was even better at begging than He Kuo.

Song Zhishu waved to Zhao Eyun and confidently assured her, "Go back and wait. I'll go back and tell the old man that I'll bring you over tomorrow."

Zhao Eyun found it quite amusing, as if he were being treated like some kind of lover.

He raised his beautiful eyelashes, only to catch a glimpse of Miss Song's confident, arrogant, and determined smile in the afterglow of the setting sun, which made her delicate face even more dazzling. She stood on the steps, her shadow stretching her clear silhouette long, the lines both blurred and exquisite, blooming beautifully in the sudden spring breeze.

Like a crocheted rose left behind in the wind at the end. He suddenly remembered.

Miss Song is very favored by the sun.

Zhao Eyun's pupils contracted slightly, and he unconsciously took a small step back, but he still smiled calmly and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 3, current affection level is 48]

Watching his still upright and handsome figure, yet with a hint of haste in his retreat, Song Zhishu tilted her head. However, her stomach was already empty. She patted her belly and muttered to herself, "Stop making noise, let's go eat."

She pulled on the rope of the rice bucket and went inside with Xiaoyu.

Song Zhishu didn't think much, but that didn't mean Zhao Eyun did. He walked through the crowd, his gaze somber and unusually cold.

"President?"

The bright, gentle tone was enough to illuminate the approaching night. Zhao Eyun paused, slightly startled, and turned his head. Seeing that it was indeed Zhao Eyun, Xu Chu was even happier, her smile as sweet as cotton candy. She waved to him, saying, "What a coincidence! I'm used to running into him here."

In fact, the two of them had only known each other for a short time.

It was late winter, and the winter break had already been going on for quite a while, but the weather was still unbearably cold. However, Zhao Eyun was used to the unbearable cold and heat, so she came to school a few days early to prepare for the start of the new semester.

The sunlight at the end of winter seemed somewhat pale, its rays carrying a thin, almost imperceptible warmth, much like the cold, jade-like youth.

His hands were so cold they trembled uncontrollably, but they were still frosted over as he calmly looked at the white paper with black writing on it. This was his unyielding, rock-like demeanor when no one was around.

However, winter's chill is like sharp-edged glass, frightening to look at, and easily broken.

"Excuse me, student? How do I get to the Student Affairs Office?"

With a hint of trepidation and shyness, her soft, sweet voice swept away the winter chill.

Upon hearing this sound, the world spun, and at the exact moment when snowflakes fell in opposite directions, Zhao Eyun turned around in a daze, only to be greeted by a field of delicate, thornless gardenias.

It completely overlapped with the image of his mother in his memory—gentle and kind, yet as resilient as silk.

Turning back from what had been a fleeting memory, Zhao Yeyun smiled gently, showing no sign of distraction, and replied softly, "Yes, what a coincidence."

Xu Chu nodded with a smile: "What is the president doing here?"

A pair of sharp eyes suddenly flashed through Zhao Eyun's mind, and she avoided the topic: "It's nothing, just taking a walk."

Xu Chu suddenly realized: "That makes sense. The president must be very tired from all the activities lately. He definitely needs to relax."

Zhao Eyun lowered her eyes and asked with a smile, "Does Xu prefer the sports meet or the arts performance?"

Xu Chu clapped excitedly: "A cultural performance!" Zhao Eyun's smile deepened: "Great!"

.........

Song Zhishu kept her promise. So, while digesting her meal, she bravely and fearlessly called Song Chao.

Song Chao seemed very busy, and didn't answer after calling for a long time. As a gentle and understanding daughter, Song Zhishu smiled and kicked the sign next to her. She didn't use much force, but the iron pole twisted into an arc.

"........."

She messaged Xiaoyu, asking her to come and fix it. Then, she calmly called Song Chao again.

This time it was connected.

Song Zhishu gave him a chance to explain: "Are you very busy?"

Song Dynasty: "Not busy." "? Then why didn't you answer my call?"

"I get annoyed seeing your name on my phone, but I'll wait until I get used to it before answering. It's not a big deal."

Song Zhishu gazed sadly at the moon: "Your words make me feel cold."

Song Dynasty: "Hehe."

The dog stopped talking when it heard Song Chao's voice. Even though it was Song Zhishu's dog, it listened to Song Chao and Xia Mingyuan very well.

Song Zhishu didn't bother with any arguing and went straight to the point: "I want Zhao Eyun to move here with me."

Song Chao remained silent for a long time, until Song Zhishu wondered if he had hung up the phone, at which point the other end asked in a low voice, "How old are you again this year?"

Song Zhishu: ?

She scratched her head: "Probably eighteen."

"No wonder, it's easy to make stupid mistakes at this age."

Song Zhishu: 6 She pouted: "Just tell me if you agree or not?"

Before Song Chao could speak, Song Zhishu preemptively said, "I knew you would acquiesce. Thank you, bye-bye."

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Song Chao tightened his grip on the phone, gave a cold laugh, and his narrow, icy eyes were filled with a gray-black hue.

The butler across from her smiled amiably: "Miss rarely cares about people this much."

Song Chao opened the document, his tone revealing nothing of his feelings: "This time, they've gotten their eye on someone better than last time."

“I’ve seen that child before.”

Song Chao took a sip of coffee, his gaze slightly narrowed: "A wolf with a flowery exterior but no blood or heart."

Where did his precious little darling get the audacity to provoke that?

However, it would be good to teach her a lesson. As for Zhao Eyun, he still has the ability to nip the wolf in the bud before it rises to power.

...Song Zhishu knew Song Chao's temperament very well. As long as the reaction wasn't one of extreme anger, it was almost certainly within the tolerance range.

She rolled around in bed, yawned, and drifted off to sleep amidst the twinkling stars.