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After breakfast, Ming Jing put on her backpack and left.

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at Shaodan, and Lin Qing reminded her, “I told you yesterday that he is not allowed to take a private car to school.”

Shaodan wiped his mouth, “Mom, you’re being unfair, giving her the BMW and letting my sister still ride the old Volkswagen.”

Lin Qing looked at him, “Ming Jing has been suffering on the outside for sixteen years, who has ever been fair to her?”

Shaodan choked, “I don’t care, give the BMW to my sister, and I’ll take the bus to school.”

“Suit yourself.”

Lin Qing turned to Zhu Xiangxiang, “If I find out you’re giving him money on the sly, you can forget about your pocket money next month.”

Zhu Xiangxiang softly said, “Mom, Shaodan knows he’s wrong. Don’t punish him anymore.”

Lin Qing looked at Shaodan, “Do you know you’re wrong?”

Shaodan turned his head, “I will apologize to her only if the sun rises in the west.”

“Tough talk. I hope you can keep it up.”

“After all, she has a good relationship with Charles Gao and Mr. Bai. Mom doesn’t dare to do anything to her out of respect for them.”

Shaodan scoffed, “She just got back, and already she has these men flocking around her. She must be really something.”

Zhu Xiangxiang hurriedly covered his mouth and nervously looked around, “Don’t ever say this again.”

“Fine, fine, I got it.”

Zhu Xiangxiang got in the car and left, and Shaodan walked alone on the street. It took him a long time to finally reach the gate.

As it turned out, there was still a long distance from the gate to the bus stop. When he finally reached the bus stop and saw the swarms of people pouring onto the bus, Shaodan was dumbfounded.

Is it too late for regret now?

That evening, Bai Ziyan hosted a dinner party for Ming Jing, Charles Gao, and Jiang Jinchen at a Japanese barbecue restaurant chosen by Charles Gao.

It was one of his family’s restaurants. Taking care of their own kind, so to speak.

Charles Gao specially reserved a private room.

After school, the three of them came together and were respectfully ushered into the private room by a woman dressed in a kimono.

Pushing open the sliding door, Bai Ziyan was seen leaning on a cushion, with one leg bent, and his right hand holding a small, white porcelain wine cup. His left hand rested on his bent knee, tapping gently.

Opposite him, the sliding door opened to reveal a woman in a Japanese-style dress sitting kneeling on the ground. In front of her was a table with a guzheng, and she bowed her head slightly to reveal her graceful neck as she played the instrument. The clear, lively, and elegant music filled the room and seemed to be a famous piece called “High Mountain and Flowing Water”.

The elegant, pure tone of the music seemed to dilute the air of luxury in the room.

And Bai Ziyan, leaning there, looked like an indulgent dandy.

The three of them entered, and he raised his eyelids a bit, “Come in and sit anywhere.”

Jiang Jinchen glanced at the woman playing the guzheng, frowned slightly, and said to Bai Ziyan, “Ming Jing is here. Don’t go too far.”

Bai Ziyan shot him a glance, “What are you thinking? She sells her art, not her body.”

Ming Jing said lightly, “In search of kindred spirits through ‘High Mountain and Flowing Water,’ Mr. Bai is truly thoughtful.”

Bai Ziyan showed a teachable smile, “Only Ming Jing understands my intentions.”

Jiang Jinchen squinted his eyes, and Bai Ziyan hurriedly changed his pose,

“Well, there’s one more person who hasn’t arrived yet. Let’s wait a bit longer.”

As they were talking, footsteps were heard outside the door. The female attendant pulled open the door, and a boy appeared at the entrance. Seeing the number of people in the room, he hesitated subconsciously. Bai Ziyan waved his hand, “Xiao Zhang, come in.”

The boy was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, tall and thin, with fair skin and a refined appearance. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a clean and scholarly look.

The female attendant knelt down to help him take off his shoes, but he politely said, “Thank you, I can do it myself.”

After saying this, he took off his shoes and entered.

“Let me introduce him, this is my good buddy, Song Yinzhang.” Song Yinzhang smiled and nodded to them, “Senior Jiang, Senior Gao.”

His gaze tell on Ming Jing, and his smile deepened, “Ms. Zhu, you are the tirst person to steal the top spot from me.”

Ming Jing finally remembered, this was the Song Yinzhang that Tao Xingxing had mentioned to her, the one she had pushed off the first place, the legendary super top student who had never been second.

Ming Jing nodded slightly in response.

Bai Ziyan patted Song Yinzhang’s shoulder and said to Ming Jing, “My buddy has always been a top student. No matter what exam, he has never ranked second. When he was in junior high, his father was transferred to Jiangzhou, and he transferred to a school in Jiangzhou as well..”