"崽崽, do you have a school in mind?" Song Qi suddenly asked at the dinner table.
The school uniform clearly belonged to a boy. Although they had been together for the past few days, Song Qi still worried about what he couldn't see, and that his sister might be deceived by those bad boys.
Shen Jianxi detected the probing tone in Song Qi's voice and understood that it was probably because of Xie Shu's school uniform.
So she pretended to know nothing and looked at Song Qi innocently, "I don't know anything. I'll listen to you, brother. I believe the school you choose for me will be the best."
Jiang City's best high school was Jiang City No. 1 High School.
Hearing Shen Jianxi say this, Song Qi felt relieved. He probably worried too much. His sister was so cute; she must have met a kind person yesterday.
Alas, being an elder brother meant so many worries.
"By the way, what happened to you yesterday, 崽崽? How did you end up like that? Are you feeling unwell anywhere today?"
"There was a puddle on the ground yesterday, and I didn't notice it. I twisted my ankle and fell in while trying to avoid a car."
"Fell?! Are you hurt anywhere?" Song Qi's voice suddenly rose. Shen Jianxi's hand, holding chopsticks, trembled, and a shaomai fell into her milk, splashing onto her face.
Silently, she pulled out a tissue and wiped her face. Shen Jianxi patted his arm to comfort him, saying, "I'm fine, nothing else besides getting wet. Don't get so agitated, brother."
"Why don't we go to the hospital? What if it's internal injuries?" Despite saying this, Song Qi was still very worried.
Shen Jianxi: "..." No need for that.
"It's too exaggerated. I'm completely fine."
"By the way, brother, have you chosen a school for me?" Afraid Song Qi would continue to dwell on her injuries, Shen Jianxi quickly changed the subject.
"I have a few options. Don't worry, 崽崽, I'll definitely get you into the best school." Thinking of this, Song Qi felt he needed to call someone. "You eat first, 崽崽, I'll be back in a moment."
He then returned to his bedroom, closed the door, and dialed a number he hadn't contacted in a long time.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
The call was answered quickly, and a deep voice came from the other end, "What is it?"
"I need a spot at Jiang City No. 1 High School." Song Qi got straight to the point, not wanting to waste words with him.
"Got it. Mom's birthday is next month, remember to come back," the other person said.
Song Qi sneered, "Why should I go back? They have you, their son, which is enough."
"Brother, what are you doing?" A sweet voice came, and Shen Jianxi poked her head out, looking at him.
Not only Song Qi heard this, but the person on the phone also did. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "I've already made the arrangements. Whether you come or not is your business. Also, don't mess around with relationships."
"Song Duanli, what right do you have to control me?"
"I have other things to do. Goodbye." Song Duanli didn't want to argue and hung up decisively.
Song Qi stood there, his fingers gripping the phone turning pale. This guy was as annoying as ever.
His expression was a bit unpleasant. He caught Shen Jianxi still looking at him out of the corner of his eye, so he turned to her and smiled gently, saying, "It's nothing, just a phone call. You wait for me outside, and I'll be out in a moment."
"Oh, and your school has been decided: Jiang City No. 1 High School."
77: "Beep!"
[Name: Song Duanli
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Occupation: President of Tiansheng Group, Song Qi's brother
Frequent Locations: Company, Home
Ideal Type: Unknown (Host to determine)]
Shen Jianxi didn't expect this to be detected either, but she hadn't had any contact with Song Duanli.
"Mission issued: Say to him, 'I like you, but I also like Song Qi, so I can't be in a relationship with either of you. Let's all live together, can you please not make it difficult for me?'"
This is seriously stimulating.
Shen Jianxi was speechless. What kind of missions were these?
She returned to the living room and sat on the sofa, asking, "77, can you explain to me why the ideal type sometimes appears and sometimes doesn't? What are your judgment criteria?"
No response.
"I won't hold you accountable. Come out." For the past two days, apart from broadcasting, 77 had been hiding in its little lounge, afraid to show its face.
"R-really?" The young boy's voice trembled slightly, sounding very timid.
But Shen Jianxi knew very well that 77 wasn't afraid at all and would do it again next time.
"Really."
"Our method of judgment is to see if the target has publicly expressed their ideal type or the type of girlfriends they have dated. If they haven't expressed it or haven't dated anyone, we can't collect the information."
This...
Isn't this just collecting gossip...
"Then why can you detect it when I clearly haven't had any contact with Song Duanli?"
"Because Song Duanli heard your voice on the phone, so the system judged that there was some contact."
Shen Jianxi put her hand to her forehead. This answer was truly unexpected. Had it become too sensitive after the upgrade?
"Click—" The bedroom door opened, and Song Qi walked out. Shen Jianxi observed that his emotions had returned to normal.
"Do you want to go to the base with brother today, 崽崽?" he asked.
Shen Jianxi thought for a moment, recalling how bored she was during their training. She decided not to go.
So she refused, "You go. I'll just disturb your training there."
Song Qi also knew that 崽崽 would have nothing to do there, and he was busy preparing for next week's competition, so he wouldn't have time to take care of her. Although he really wanted her to accompany him, he didn't want her to be uncomfortable. "Okay, call me if you need anything. If you want to go out, you can wander around nearby. Just remember to bring your phone." Sudancn.com
Shen Jianxi nodded obediently, got up from the sofa, and ran to the door. She waved at Song Qi, "Lower your head."
Song Qi, not knowing what she wanted to do, obediently lowered his head. "Goodbye, brother."
Shen Jianxi stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.
Song Qi's heart raced, and his face instantly turned red.
77: "Beep! Affection points +4, current Song Qi affection is 50."
Seeing him standing there blankly, showing no intention of moving, she opened the door and pushed him out, "Go for it, brother! See you tonight."
"Tonight. See you," Song Qi mumbled, feeling dazed as he went downstairs, his mind filled with the kiss.
He sat in the car, smiling foolishly.
崽崽 kissed me.