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Song Jingming held her in his arms and gently kissed her thin lips.

"I know that you are sensitive and insecure, and I also know that you don't believe my promise to you. But Wen Ying, you have to believe that there is such a person in this world who is here for you. So, let time prove it. I love you."

Song Jingming held her as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world, being careful not to bump her.

"Wen Ying, I will give you time to think about it, but during this period I will send someone to follow you to protect you, okay?"

Wen Ying buried her head on his chest and nodded silently. Two people who love each other, if one party regresses, the other party will no longer be aggressive. After all, everyone is trying to move towards each other.

After completing the discharge procedures, Song Weiyu came.

In order to celebrate her discharge from the hospital, Song Weiyu bought a lot of gifts, including clothes, jewelry, cosmetics and masks, and stuffed them all into Song Jingming's trunk and asked him to deliver them to the dormitory in person.

Secretary Li drove the car, and Song Jingming and Wen Ying sat in the back seat. Song Jingming called Chen Fang: "Arrange someone to follow Wen Ying recently."

"Well, the arrangements have been made. I've followed up." Chen Fang's voice was still calm, making people feel safe.

Song Jingming turned his head and looked behind him. There were so many cars that he couldn't tell which one it was.

Next to her, Wen Ying's head felt a little itchy, and she reached out to poke it. Song Jingming grabbed her hand and asked, "Is it itchy? Don't touch it. Just bear with it..."

Wen Ying frowned and was unhappy.

In the past, she was beaten to pieces with a stick, but she didn't say a word. She couldn't stand the slightest pain. She didn't know where she started, but her hard-working and unafraid of pain and difficulties became a bit coquettish. She looked at Song Jingming and knew that she was being pampered by him. He raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Song Jingming kept controlling her hand, preventing her from scratching her forehead. He was coaxing and threatening her all the way, which made Secretary Li's skin crawl.

After all, this was the first time Song Jingming said, "Be good, be obedient." Secretary Li was so disgusted that he stepped on the accelerator a little harder.

Finally got to school. Fortunately, Song Jingming's car had the privilege of being able to drive downstairs to the dormitory. But there are too many things, and boys are not allowed in the girls' dormitory. Wen Ying had to make two trips.

Song Jingming leaned outside the car and waited for her. The students passing by kept looking sideways and talking about her.

"Is this guy the handsome guy from the post in the summer?"

"That's him. I saved the photo. Oh my God, he's even more handsome. I heard he's also a president."

"He can't really be in a relationship with Wen Ying from the psychology department, right? I heard that Wen Ying is a poor student."

The students' whispers kept coming to his ears, and Song Jingming frowned. He vaguely thought that Wen Ying had been subject to more comments and verbal violence.

He kept looking at the entrance to the dormitory building, and finally the pink figure appeared.

She was wearing a pink and white dress today, which Song Weiyu just bought. The originally fair skin shone softly in the sun, attracting other people's attention like white jade. The breeze blew, and the hem of her skirt swept across her straight and slender legs, stirring Song Jingming's heart.

He smiled unconsciously, raised his legs and walked towards her. Since so many people were guessing, he satisfied the curiosity of others and took the opportunity to declare his sovereignty. He even wanted to meet Wen Ying's senior, Zhao Kuo, and then walk up to him and say: Hello, I am Wen Ying's boyfriend.

Song Jingming thought about the little conspiracy in his heart, walked up to her, and regardless of other people's eyes, he stretched out his hand to hug her waist, smiled in her ear and asked: "It's noon, come with me to eat first."

Wen Ying wanted to get out of his arms, but was restrained by him.

"Let go, everyone is watching."

"Just let them see it, so that they don't have to second guess everyone behind your back and point fingers at you."

Song Jingming glanced at the onlookers with dissatisfaction, rubbed Wen Ying's hair and said: "If you are not happy living in the dormitory, we will not live there. Your boyfriend runs a hotel, are you afraid that you will have no place to live?"

Wen Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud. She always felt that this man had become a bit wise after falling in love. She pinched his waist secretly and asked, "Where are you going to eat?"

"Your cafeteria."

Wen Ying suddenly stopped and asked him blankly: "Canteen? Are you sure? You might not be used to it." She didn't know how picky Song Jingming was.

Song Jingming nodded persistently, pulled her closer to him, and then walked to the cafeteria. We chatted and laughed along the way and told him some school things. Wen Ying suddenly felt that this was what falling in love felt like.

"Jing Ming, why are you at school? Are you here to see me?"

Wan He's voice came from behind, and as a wave of high heels came from far to near, Wan He's long legs appeared in the sight of the two.

"Jing Ming, why are you and Wen Ying together? You two are so close, it won't have a good influence on the school."

Wen Ying blushed slightly and quietly moved out of his arms. Song Jingming turned around and looked around. There were students falling in love everywhere. "Wan He, are you too free to care about other people's relationships?"

Song Jingming took Wen Ying's hand and continued to walk forward. Wen Ying sniffed. The fragrance on Wan He's body... seemed to be somewhat similar to the foreigner who kidnapped her that day.

Wen Ying couldn't help but look back and saw Wan He staring at her with a sinister look on his face.

She paused for a moment and suddenly thought about how her father knew that she had contact with Song Jingming. It was during the days when Wan He came to the hospital to see Song Jingming.

Could it be her?

Wen Ying's mind was a little confused and he followed Song Jingming without saying a word. But no matter where he was, he was a little conspicuous, with his inappropriate age, garish suits, meticulous hair, and a arrogant aura about him.

Wen Ying didn't want to be talked about as a meal, so she had to take him to the corner by the window: "Wait for me here, I'll buy it."

After saying that, he excitedly picked up the dinner plate and went to the window to choose dishes. He vaguely remembered that there was still a hundred dollars in the meal card, which was enough for him to have a meal. Normally I would be reluctant to spend an extra dollar, but today I am extravagant for love...

I specially selected some clean and light dishes and bought two bowls of rice. Wen Ying took out her meal card and swiped it, and the balance was clearly displayed on the electronic screen...?

Wen Ying stared blankly at the electronic screen.

The student behind also saw the balance of her meal card, touched her temples and said dullly: "This classmate, did you charge the tuition fee to the meal card?"