"Move over or you'll die!" Wen Qi couldn't hold back and cursed loudly without any regard for politeness.

  As she looked up, a handsome face appeared in her line of sight. Song Zhi Dong had a faint smile on his face, just like many years ago when he stood at the door and bid farewell to her.

  At that time he was still a young boy with an immature voice, far from the magnetic and low-pitched tone of today.

  Song Zhi Dong waved his hand with the phone in it and said, "You've dropped something."

  "Thank you."

  "Long time no see? It's been too long, I've missed you, sister."

  Song Zhi Dong has always been like this, speaking without any decorum, after so many years abroad, his appearance and voice have changed, but his temperament hasn't changed a bit.

  Wen Qi didn't want to disappoint him, so she finally chose the coffee shop next door.

  "Is Uncle Song willing to let you come back?"

  That year, Song Zhi Dong was sent abroad, it was his father's idea, beautifying the name as he was too spoiled and sent out to temper himself, in fact, it was to make way for his son to marry a new woman. As soon as Song Zhi Dong left, his father married a daughter-in-law immediately after.

  The house is now occupied by his stepmother and her daughter, leaving him no place to live.

  "He wouldn't dare let me come back."

  Wen Qi fell silent, she wasn't one to speak carelessly and also knew that Song Zhi Dong's family situation was special, if she wasn't careful she would say something wrong.

  "Song Yuan is not Wen Shu, I didn't expect him to do anything humanly." Song Zhi Dong was completely unbothered, he usually called his father by name directly, the relationship between the father and son had been bad for so many years, and Song Yuan never even called him dad.

  Compared to him, Wen Jianzhong is much better. Although he also comes from a single-parent family, he never thought of remarrying and dotes on his daughter as if she were a precious gem, even after graduation, she has to stay by his side, let alone send her to such a faraway place.

  "Are you leaving again this time?"

  Wen Qi saw that the situation was not going well, so she quickly changed the subject. Song Zhi Dong's temper was notorious for being prone to storms when it rained, and now he could rush back home and quarrel with Song Yuan. She had understood him too well over the years.

  "You want to drive me away as soon as we meet, don't you miss me?" Song Zhi Dong looked at her sideways, with a hint of childishness.

  Wen Qi was so bitter from the coffee that she puckered her mouth: "Don't want to."

  Song Zhi Dong was struck by anger at these two simple words: "You heartless person, I've remembered you for so many years and as soon as I returned to the country, I didn't even go home but came looking for you."

  "Then I'll give you a head butt?" Wen Qi smiled and didn't give him any chance to react.

  She's not stupid, she can see that Song Zhi Dong still has feelings for her. Back then, she had rejected him thoroughly, hurting his heart and making him feel guilty for a while. But Song Zhi Dong isn't someone who gives up easily, after all, his childhood nickname was "sticky".

  "Are you really so cold-blooded and ruthless?" Song Zhi Dong's face sank a few shades, but to Wen Qi, it was utterly ineffective.

  Wen Qi glanced at her and said, "Don't waste your time on me, what else can you do with this time?"

  He could tell it was a veiled refusal.

  Wen Qi appears to be gentle and easy-going, but if you're not careful, she can kill you with one sentence. She has refused Song Zhi Dong many times before, and over time, everyone has gotten used to this excuse.

  It's just this time so fast, it's what he didn't expect.

  Song Zhi Dong couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You're really something, Wen Qi."

  "See you later, talk to you when I'm free."

  Wen Qi didn't want to continue these meaningless topics and just wanted to go home as soon as possible, maybe she would be lucky enough to catch He Mingzhen after her overtime.

  In the dead of night, Wen Qi received a phone call, but it wasn't from He Mingzhen, it was from the hospital.

  The voice on the other end of the phone was like a loud thunderclap exploding in her ear.

  She caught only one useful piece of information: Wen Jianzhong was dead.