Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 222 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (49)

Upon hearing this, Song Zhixu was somewhat surprised. "You want to come with me now?" His eyes were complicated, unsure whether the young man was genuinely uninhibited or simply lacked common sense.

He didn't think they were familiar enough that she could take him home.

Zhao Zhao had only the task on her mind, nothing else. Seeing him dawdling, she reached out and tugged at his sleeve, leading him toward the school gate. "Yes, right now." He hadn't even called a driver to pick him up, which showed how determined he was.

Song Zhixu lowered her eyes to look at the slender fingers that were gripping his sleeve, and inadvertently made him let go of her. "Okay."

The Song and Yu families have been longtime friends, so there was nothing wrong with bringing the son of a long-standing friend back home. However, he himself felt a little awkward, since this was the first time he had invited other people home.

Zhao Zhao's thoughts were much simpler than his. She looked down at her phone, walking ahead and glancing at it as she went. The butler had just sent her a message saying that the bodyguards he requested were ready and asking him what he needed to do.

Zhao Zhao was typing on his phone, focused on his phone and not looking where he was going. Song Zhixu, who had been watching him from behind, frowned slightly. "Junior, don't play on your phone while walking."

"Oh." Zhao Zhao vaguely felt that these words were somewhat familiar, as if his brother often gave him such advice, so he used the same words he used to appease Yu Cixu to appease Song Zhixu.

Come to think of it, their tones are indeed somewhat similar.

Zhao Zhao turned around, her eyes brightening slightly, and asked, "Does Senior have a younger brother or sister?"

Song Zhixu's smile remained unchanged. "No."

"That's a real shame. If you had younger siblings, I think you would have doted on them."

"Is that so?" Song Zhixu's eyes deepened slightly. He didn't have deep feelings for his father and mother who raised him, so how could he possibly dote on others just because of blood ties?

As the two chatted, they unknowingly arrived at the school gate, where a discreet silver Bentley was already parked. It belonged to Song Zhixu's family. Zhao Zhao was very unceremonious; after the driver opened the car door for them, she got in directly.

Even as he arrived at the grand and imposing entrance of the Song residence, Song Zhixu was still somewhat dazed, unable to believe that he had actually brought the person back. Zhao Zhao seemed even more at ease than he, the owner, had been.

Song Zhixu followed behind him, silently carrying his schoolbag. At the door, the maid, with great insight, brought out brand-new slippers for Zhao Zhao and said with a smile, "Young Master hasn't brought his classmates home in a long time."

"Huh?" Upon hearing these familiar words, Zhao Zhao couldn't help but want to laugh, but out of politeness, she held it in.

Song Zhixu's parents were also very busy, and neither of them was home tonight. Zhao Zhao and Song Zhixu both breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Song Zhixu politely invited Zhao Zhao to sit down, and a servant immediately brought fruit before the meal. As Aunt Feng was about to leave, she kindly asked, "Does the young master have any dietary restrictions?"

"No," Zhao Zhao said with a smile.

"it is good."

"Wait," Song Zhixu, who was looking at his phone, suddenly called out to his aunt as she was about to leave, "Auntie, please make dinner a little lighter today."

"Okay, Master."

So, apart from the busy servants, only the two of them were left in the huge hall. At this moment, Zhao Zhao arrived at the Song family. Facing the mission taker, she felt even more real about the plot that was about to unfold. Song Zhixu noticed this and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

His eyes were deep, gazing intently into Zhao Zhao's. Zhao Zhao smiled back, then seized the opportunity to ask, "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"Yes. There are quite a few."

He had seen Zhao Zhao's student file and knew that he suffered from a serious congenital heart disease. He reminded him, "My schedule will be very full tomorrow. If you keep following me, your body may not be able to handle it."