So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

The two were so engrossed in their studies that they didn't realize the sun had already set below the horizon outside the window.

Aunt Su knocked on the door and called them downstairs for dinner. Chu Yu then realized that it was already evening!

Why aren't math classes at school this captivating?

If Song Zhihuai were to become a math teacher at a school, no one would be sleeping, daydreaming, or doing anything else.

Song Zhihuai efficiently tidied up both of their books and materials, and also cleaned up Xiaozhe's messy desk.

"Song Zhihuai".

"what happened?"

"Have a meal before you leave, Aunt Su has prepared everything."

"No, I have to check on the shop tonight."

He actually had to mind the shop in the afternoon, but the girl wanted him to tutor her, and he couldn't bear to refuse, so he adjusted his work hours with the boss and set aside Sunday afternoon specifically to tutor her.

Song Zhihuai had already stood up and was bending over to organize his schoolbag.

Chu Yu was still sitting in her seat when she reached out and pinched the boy's shirt hem, tugging at it.

The boy paused, then turned to look at her.

"It's been so long since anyone had dinner with me..."

Song Zhihuai panicked when he heard her tone. He thought about Aunt Su at home, but then he realized that Aunt Su was a servant and probably shouldn't eat at the same table with her employers.

Aunt Su, who is dragged to dinner every day: Excuse me?

Seeing that his attitude had softened, Chu Yu pressed her advantage, saying, "The food is ready. You can eat as soon as you come downstairs. I'll have the driver take you there in a bit, so it won't interfere with your work!"

After saying that, she tugged at her clothes and shook them, saying, "Please, please~"

Song Zhihuai could no longer refuse. "Okay, I'll stay for dinner with you before I leave."

"Great!"

Chu Yu suddenly jumped up from the chair, startling Song Zhihuai, who instinctively reached out to help her.

She was so excited that she didn't think twice. She grabbed the boy's outstretched hand and turned to walk out.

"Come on, let's go eat! Let me tell you, Aunt Su's cooking is amazing! You're in for a treat today!"

The girl pulled the man downstairs while chattering to herself, unaware that the boy behind them was staring intently at their clasped hands, his gentle eyes radiating a tender smile.

Standing at the kitchen doorway, Aunt Su calmly observed everything and silently sighed, "Little Song is such a good kid."

He was an exceptionally outstanding person, and he treated his young mistress exceptionally well.

It's no exaggeration to say that even if the husband and wife were at home, they wouldn't necessarily indulge the young lady to this extent.

However, this is only a first impression; we still need to observe for a while to see how it actually turns out.

Chu Yu had no idea that her Aunt Su had already started taking out her little notebook to give Song Zhihuai a score and comments.

She led the person to the dining table, preparing to sit down.

Song Zhihuai grabbed her slender wrist with his other hand. "Wait a minute, go wash your hands first."

"okay."

Before turning around, Chu Yu glanced at Aunt Su and saw that she was smiling with great satisfaction.

Aunt Su is usually in charge of catching children who forget to wash their hands before eating and are unhygienic, but today Song Zhihuai took over the task.

After washing their hands, the two returned to the dining table and sat down again.

Not seeing Aunt Su, Chu Yu called out, "Where's Aunt Su?"

The maid, who was cleaning in the kitchen, replied, "Miss, Butler Su just went out to shop. She said that you and Teacher Song can enjoy your dinner and don't need to wait for her."

"Okay, I got it. Go eat quickly when you're done with your work."

"Okay lady."

Song Zhihuai glanced at the four dishes and one soup on the table and asked in a low voice, "Do you usually eat four dishes and one soup by yourself?"

Chu Yu stared at the boy peeling shrimp with practiced ease. Even with disposable gloves on, her long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles were still visible. Without thinking, she replied, "No, Aunt Su is there too."

She stopped abruptly as soon as she finished speaking, realizing something, and turned to look at the boy beside her.

The young man had a half-smile, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and his eyes seemed to hold a myriad of stars.

"Uh, no, let me explain..."

"Need not."

"Waaaaah, is my brother really that heartless?!"

It was the first time Song Zhihuai had seen the little girl act so playfully, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He wanted to pat her soft hair, but then he saw the shrimp he hadn't finished peeling and gave up.

"Okay, be a good girl and eat your food properly, okay?"

After saying that, he put the peeled shrimp into her plate, then picked up another one and continued peeling.

The little girl pouted dejectedly, "Okay~"

A soft sigh came from the boy beside her, followed by his clear, deep voice: "That's not what I meant. I meant, you don't need to lie or explain. I'll believe whatever you say."

No matter how outrageous her reasons and excuses were, he could accept them without batting an eye.

It's not that I believe this "excuse," it's just that I believe her.

I believe in her sincere, albeit somewhat awkward and clumsy, good intentions.

As intelligent and perceptive as Song Zhihuai was, how could he not see that the girl simply wanted him to have a more substantial and nutritious meal here?

When he's busy working on weekends, he often doesn't have time to eat or forgets to eat. Even when he does eat, it's usually something cheap and affordable like a boxed lunch or a rice bowl.

The original owner had been chasing Song Zhihuai for so long, and had seen him squatting behind the counter in the store and eating a boxed lunch with almost no meat as quickly as possible more than once.

Feeling a little embarrassed by his intense gaze, Chu Yu hurriedly turned her head away, picking at the food on her plate while muttering softly, "Don't overthink it, I just want someone to have dinner with me!"

Song Zhihuai replied good-naturedly, "Okay, I'll have dinner with you every Sunday from now on, okay?"

The little girl gave him a haughty look, "Alright then~"

The boy smiled silently. "Can we eat properly now, Miss?"

The maids at home usually call her that, and she never thought it was strange. But why did Song Zhihuai pronounce those two words with such an ambiguous and euphemistic tone?

Looking at the girl who was engrossed in her food and ignoring him, Song Zhihuai said softly, "Eat slowly, chewing slowly is good for your health."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu looked up at the boy beside her in disbelief.

Her father never said that...

I never imagined that Song Zhihuai's body contained the soul of a male mother.

Just as the two were finishing their meal, Aunt Su returned.

Song Zhihuai glanced at the time; it was almost time to leave.

"Song, I've taken your backpack down; it's on the sofa."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Su."

After saying that, she lowered her head and said gently, "Then I'll go first. See you tomorrow."

When Song Zhihuai went to get his schoolbag, Chu Yu followed Aunt Su to the kitchen.

She hurriedly rummaged through the shopping bag she had just brought back.

"Did you buy it? Did you buy it?"

Aunt Su found it amusing and quickly handed over the separately packed bag, saying, "I bought it, I bought it, don't worry!"

Chu Yu took the bag, thanked him with a smile, and skipped over to the boy standing at the door.

"Song Zhihuai, here you go!"

Song Zhihuai withdrew his hand that had been supporting her and looked down at the shopping bag in her hand.

The logo above belongs to a well-known membership-based supermarket, where a membership card alone costs nearly four figures.

Seeing that he didn't take it for a while, Chu Yu added, "This is our breakfast for tomorrow. You're responsible for taking it to school tomorrow!"

The boy lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see the emotions in them. After a few seconds, he replied softly, "Okay."

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