"Ye …" Almost instinctively, she opened her mouth to call out his name. However, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind and she reacted abruptly. Although she could call him by his name in the game, it would be impolite if she called him that in real life.

Therefore, she quickly recalled the last time they met, which was after the college entrance examination half a year ago. She called out, "Brother Ye, Brother Ye …"

"Hmm?

This kitten is …? "

The young man saw Milk in her arms at first glance. He looked at the snowball kitten with a questioning gaze.

Because she wasn't sure if he would allow her to bring Milk into the car, Shang Rong blinked and stroked the fur on Milk's back to comfort it. Then, she grabbed both of its shoulders and introduced with a smile, "Brother Ye, this is my Milk … Milk, this is Brother Ye."

The kitten Milk cooperated with her and wiggled its small pink nose. It meowed in a childish voice. Its blue eyes were clear and beautiful, just like the sky.

Zhang Yongya once said that Shang Rong had a face that would make people have a good impression of her at first glance. Her most outstanding feature was her eyes. Her maroon irises would shine brightly when the sun shone on them. It made people feel that this girl was pure and gorgeous, even more so than an angel.

"Hello, Milk."

Therefore, after looking into her eyes for a short moment, the man smiled. His gaze gently fell on the kitten and he greeted it patiently.

It was rare to see such a gentle man. Shang Rong was stunned. Her impression of this Big Brother that she wasn't familiar with changed.

"Get in the car." The man smiled at her. His smile was handsome and beautiful.

"Let's go home."

Girls had always been obedient in front of elders. Therefore, she immediately opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat without hesitation.

"Good girl."

The man smiled and praised her happily. He touched her head. Her long chestnut hair was as smooth as he had imagined.

"Auntie has made your favorite food. She's waiting for you at home," he said with a smile as he skillfully started the car.

"Auntie even asked me to try it … it was delicious. Is our Rongrong hungry?"

"Our Rongrong." He would always use such an intimate tone, as if they had been friends for a long time.

But in fact, this was only their third meeting.

Shang Rong pursed her lips and shook her head. She let go of her hand and let the kitten wander around her feet silently.

"I've been sitting on the train for a long time. I'm bored, so I'm not hungry."

The man immediately understood something. While driving, he looked at her with a gentle luster in his eyes.

"Would you like something to whet your appetite?

You can bring it back on the way. "

"Hmm …" Shang Rong agreed with this idea, but she couldn't remember what drink to buy. According to her preferences, she preferred latte or sour plum soup, but neither was suitable to share at a family dinner.

"Don't tell me you're thinking about buying a latte or sour plum soup?" The man glanced at her side profile and smiled jokingly.

"Don't even think about it. You can't do that."

"Okay." Shang Rong agreed and nodded obediently.

"Okay, good girl. I'll buy it for you later."

The man looked satisfied. He raised his right hand from the gearshift and accurately caught her left hand on the seat cushion.

Shang Rong was shocked. She almost wanted to retract her hand, but a strong emotion urged her to slowly spread her fingers. Playfully and a little childishly, she interlocked her fingers with his.

After doing this, she noticed that the man's fingers were slender, his skin was fair, and his palms were thin. He looked more like a pampered artist or musician.

Thinking of this, she moved her fingers and rubbed the back of his hand with her fingertips … It was as smooth as she imagined.

Feeling her cute little action, the man turned his head and showed her a very doting smile, "Uncle Shang likes to drink white wine, and Auntie likes to drink concentrated juice. Why don't we go to the supermarket nearby?"

"Okay."

Looking at his gentle temperament, which was loved by all kinds of parents, Shang Rong nodded without hesitation and looked at him with trust.

"You can choose. Mom and Dad will definitely like what you choose."

After all, she had never seen a man who remembered her parents' preferences better than she did.

"… But …" The man thought of something and frowned with worry.

"What about Milk?

Generally, the supermarket doesn't allow pets to enter. "

Realizing this problem, Shang Rong lowered her head and looked at her feet. The kitten had found the most comfortable position, which was the top of her feet. It was lying down and snoring contentedly.

"I'll wait outside with Milk …" She hesitated and suggested.

"In that case, it's a pity." The man shook his head and smiled. Obviously, he didn't agree, but he said it in a very tactful way.

"I was going to buy you something you like … It's a small gift for you. Don't you want to drink sour plum soup?"

What he said made sense. Shang Rong couldn't make up her mind.

"Then …" The man thought for a while and tested her with a smile.

"Add a piece of cheesecake?

Matcha, blueberry, or something else? "

After he said that, he saw the girl's beautiful peach-blossom-shaped eyes sparkling as she looked at him attentively. From those eyes that rarely showed any obvious emotions, he actually saw expectation.

"If we leave a gap in the car window and buy everything as soon as possible …" Shang Rong suggested with uncertainty.

"Well, let Milk wait in the car for a while.

It should be ready soon. "Faced with such an expected lovely proposal, he naturally didn't hesitate to make it for her.

"Alright." This was basically the best proposal. Shang Rong's eyes curved as she smiled at him.

When she smiled, the ends of her eyes would be raised. The shape of her eyes looked more like peach blossoms — it was strange that her facial features, which were supposed to be enchanting and charming, looked pure and innocent on her face.

…

After arriving at the nearest supermarket, the man pushed the shopping cart. Shang Rong began to carefully choose what to take home: instant granules of sour plum juice, small pieces of matcha cheesecake, a box of instant latte, concentrated grape juice and pomegranate juice.

When it came to choosing the white wine to take to her father, she was in a dilemma. She didn't know much about wine. In the past, only Brother Muhe accompanied her father to choose wine. She knew nothing about wine.

Seeing her dilemma, the man who had been accompanying her smiled, "Let me do it. Rongrong, if you don't understand, you can find what you want to eat. I'll buy it for you."

Shang Rong nodded. After looking around, she fixed her eyes on the direction of the freezer in the distance. She began to look for her favorite coffee-flavored ice cream with her eyes.

"Hmm?

Why are you here? "An unfamiliar man's voice asked.

At first, Shang Rong didn't feel that the voice was talking to her. But then, a shadow came to her. The voice repeated, "Why are you here?

Isn't Mr. Ye with you? "

Shang Rong's hand, which was about to open the freezer door, paused. The moment she turned her head, she heard the man call her name, "… Shang Rongrong?" It was a nickname.

"Mr. Ye?"

Shang Rong repeated the name. She looked carefully. It was a boy. He wasn't too tall, just about half a head taller than her. His hair was a bit yellow and his skin was very white. His facial features weren't particularly good looking, but when he looked at her and smiled, he revealed the strong vitality of a young man. That was something she hadn't seen on any of the men she had met so far.

"… Oh, right. You probably don't know me."

The boy finally reacted. His face was obviously embarrassed. He scratched his head and extended his right hand to her, "Hello, I'm Tyranny's Bai Yanfei."

"Hello."

Shang Rong politely grasped his hand and sized him up with a pair of puzzled eyes. She was sure that she had never seen this boy before, but he was able to accurately call out her name. It was really strange.

"Ah … You probably don't remember. Last time, when you went to support Mr. Ye, we met once."

As if he saw her confusion, the boy smiled and explained. After quickly shaking her hand, he tactfully withdrew it.

… He really doesn't remember.

Shang Rong silently added in her heart.

Noticing her blank expression, the boy's face became even more awkward, "That, should I …" He suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Then, his expression turned to surprise, "Mr. Ye?"

"Mm, what are you talking about?"

Shang Rong immediately heard a familiar voice ask this question. Then, before she could react, the other side grabbed her right hand.

Bai Yanfei's expression froze for a moment. Soon, he revealed an ambiguous "I understand" smile, "Okay okay, I won't disturb you guys. I'll be leaving first. See you next time."

All of this happened too suddenly. Shang Rong didn't understand what was going on. She could only watch in confusion as Bai Yanfei turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"He left so quickly. I didn't even get to ask." Tightly holding her hand, the young man revealed a mischievous smile.

"Oh right, can I ask you, what were you talking about?"

Shang Rong thought for a moment and asked him in confusion, "I heard that before, I went to support Mr. Ye?

What competition? "

But she didn't immediately get an answer. The man in front of her hesitantly fell silent.

Shang Rong tilted her head. She was even more confused, "Is it hard to answer?

Or you don't remember? "

"It's you who don't remember." The man laughed. He raised his hand and dotingly poked her forehead.

"Do you think I don't know you?

Although it was only last summer, you probably don't remember, right? "

"… Is that so?" Shang Rong suddenly understood. She began to try hard to recall in her mind. It seemed that there was indeed such a thing?

But she couldn't remember the details of the process.

"I knew a little muddle-head like you wouldn't remember." The man shook his head exaggeratedly and took her hand.

"Let's go. If we don't go back, uncle and auntie will be anxious."