Xia Zimu repeated what he said just now, and then asked: "Didn't you find your way just now?"

  The man put away his mobile phone and replied truthfully: "Well, I just walked to that intersection, but I came back again."

  Xia Zimu looked in the direction of his line of sight.

  The intersection he was talking about wasn't even between the two buildings she told him about.

  Xia Zimu was silent, and asked, "Are you sure you can walk to the South Square?"

"perhaps?"

  The man's voice was also a little uncertain.

   Sending the Buddha to the west, Xia Zimu handed the remaining half-sectioned bread to a little boy next to him, and said to the person beside him: "Let me take you through the underground passage."

  The underground passage that needs to be passed to the South Square is a bit convoluted, and this person seems to have a stuffy personality and doesn't like talking to people very much. She suspects that this person may not be able to find his way there.

  The man nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you."

  The underground passage is not far from here, and it takes only seven or eight minutes to walk there.

  Xia Zimu sent the man onto the road, and said, "Turn right over there and you will be at the South Square."

  The man expressed his thanks again, then took out his wallet, pulled out a bank card and handed it to her, "Madam, thank you for your help, this is a thank you gift."

  Xia Zimu was stunned.

  Are all the ways foreigners express their gratitude so simple and rude?

   Send bank card directly?

   She noticed that he still had several cards from the same bank in his wallet, presumably doing this often.

   It was the first time in her life that she saw such a person with personality.

   To put it nicely, it means being generous, but to put it bluntly, it means people are stupid and have a lot of money.

  She didn't accept his card, "No, I'll just show you the way. I'll go first."

  After speaking, she left without giving the other party a chance to speak again.

  The man put away his wallet and went to the South Square.

   After waiting for about two minutes, a mixed-race woman walked towards him and complained: "Brother, I asked you to wait for me at the fountain over there. Why did you come by the side of the road? You won't get lost again, right?"

  The man was silent for a few seconds, and then said "hmm".

  Zhi Rong was speechless, "Get in the car with me. Next time, don't come out alone, you will trouble people every time, really...

   "I'm not in a good mood today, Shi Yan brought a woman back, I'm going to die of anger today, and you're still making trouble for me..."

   Zhi Xingchuan listened to her complaints silently, and walked forward behind her.

   After Zhirong finished complaining, he asked him again: "Where did you come from just now? I didn't even see you."

   "East Plaza."

  Zhirong was shocked, "You came here by yourself?"

   "There are kind people leading the way."

  Recalling the person who led him the way just now, Zhi Xingchuan's indifferent expression became a little softer.

  The woman seems to be from the northern country. Although she has no accent, her voice always has the softness of the northern country, not as rough as Zhirong, a native of M country.

  Hearing this, Zhirong didn't ask any more questions, and then talked about what happened in Lu's house today, all kinds of slandering Xia Zimu, even implying that Zhi Xingchuan would help him to win.

   However, the other party had no intention of helping at all, and just listened to her complaints in silence.

   Seeing that he didn't intend to help, Zhi Rong could only shut up resentfully.

  …

  Xia Zimu passed between the two buildings, and when he was about to return to the East Square, he happened to meet Lu Jinghao who came out of the building.

  She called him and quickened her steps towards him.

   Seeing that she didn't come from the East Square, Lu Jinghao asked casually, "Where did you go just now?"

   "Someone got lost, I'll give him a ride."

   Lu Jinghao didn't ask any further questions, and went back with her to feed the seagulls for a while, then went to the next place.

   After nightfall, Xia Zimu and Lu Jinghao ate dinner outside before returning home.

   During the period, Yu Fanghua pretended to call and asked the two to go back to dinner, but was pushed by Lu Jinghao.

   After the two arrived home, they saw that the living room was empty, so they went back upstairs.

  The two of them showered separately, and when Xia Zimu came out after washing, Lu Jinghao had already dried his hair and was about to put away the hair dryer.

   Seeing her come out, she said softly, "Come here."

  Xia Zimu understood, walked over, and sat down on the cashmere carpet with vintage patterns printed in front of the bed.

  Jinghao Lu unwrapped the towel that wrapped her hair, laid it on the bedside table casually, turned on the hair dryer, rolled up her wet hair, and blow-dried it carefully.

  The hair dryer makes a "humming" white noise, like a lullaby to lull people to sleep.

  Xia Zimu turned slightly sideways, leaned on his lap, closed his eyes and enjoyed his service.

  The wind was blowing warmly above her head, and her tone was a little lazy, "Shi Yan, is your relationship with your family bad?"

  Hearing this, Lu Jinghao paused for a moment.

   After a long time, he said "hmm".

   After a while, he added: "You seemed to be looking forward to seeing them before, and I didn't tell you about it."

   Lu Jinghao thought that Xia Zimu realized that Yu Fanghua and the others were cooperating with him in a family harmony scene, so he added one more sentence.

  Unexpectedly, it was this explanation that caught Xia Zimu's attention instead.

  She originally just wanted to start the story of Lu Qingjue, but now that Lu Jinghao lied, her focus changed instantly, "So you deliberately kept this matter from me?"

  Jinghao Lu was quiet for a while, then sighed, and said, "I had some unpleasant experiences with people from the Lu family. I didn't want you to know. I was worried that you would ask questions, so I chose to hide it. I'm sorry."

  Xia Zimu raised his hand to turn off the hair dryer in his hand, and threw it aside.

   Arms on Lu Jinghao's legs, half kneeling on the carpet, looking up at him, "So you just watched me prepare gifts for them seriously, and didn't tell me anything?

   "I came to country M excitedly to meet your parents, but I ended up with a hot face and a cold ass. Do you think this is funny?"

  Her tone was actually not serious, but she was obviously upset.

  Lu Jinghao explained: "They said they would treat you well, but I didn't expect that Lu Qingjue would not cooperate, which made you embarrassed."

  Xia Zimu looked indifferent, "Oh, you even teamed up with them to act for me."

  Jinghao Lu: "..."

  Occasionally he would feel that this guy in his family is really good at focusing.

   He figured out all his calculations in one fell swoop.

"Angry?"

   "What do you think?"

   Lu Jinghao picked him up and put him in his arms.

  Her wet hair brushed against his chest, staining the pajamas dark.

   "Sorry, I went too far this time."

  Xia Zimu pushed him, expressing that he didn't want to hear his explanation, "You sleep on the sofa for me tonight."

   The next moment, she was picked up by Lu Jinghao.

  Xia Zimu hugged his neck reflexively, "What are you doing?"

   "Take you to sleep on the sofa together."

  Xia Zimu: "..."