But when she heard that we were going to the convenience store, a new plan emerged.

She put on an innocent smile and pretended it was a coincidence: "I also need to buy something, let's go together."

I naturally didn't care.

The convenience store is a public place, and no one can be stopped from going there just because I don't like them.

That would be too domineering of me.

But I understood that she just wanted to create an opportunity to spend time with Song Ling.

And it turned out as expected.

She saw that Song Ling was not moved, and her eyes flickered as she suggested: "I know what Sister Siyi likes to drink, Song Ling, let me accompany you to buy it."

Song Ling's attitude visibly relaxed.

I looked at Tang Yanyan in surprise. She was clever, using me to get closer to Song Ling.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that I wanted Song Ling to be attracted to her.

So, I was happy to see it happen.

But I still remembered that Song Ling's wounds needed to be treated.

"Shouldn't we go to the infirmary first?"

But this time, Song Ling, who usually listened to me obediently, suddenly looked up and looked at Tang Yanyan.

"Let's go."

This statement came out of nowhere.

Tang Yanyan and I were puzzled, not understanding why he suddenly had the interest to deal with someone else.

Seeing that we were both standing still.

Song Ling gently pushed my hand away, took a step closer to Tang Yanyan, and a sense of anxiety appeared in his delicate brows and eyes as he urged, "We're going to buy water, let's go."

Without saying another word, he headed for the parking lot behind the school.

This young master was really noble, he even had to drive for just a few steps.

I was left standing there, feeling a sense of unreality, and then the thought that something was about to happen replaced it.

Indeed.

I was in the teacher's office, compiling a list of students who needed to pick up new books for the start of the school year, when I received a call from the bodyguard responsible for protecting Song Ling.

The voice on the other end was chaotic, with a woman screaming.

The bodyguard pleaded with a crying voice, "Miss Shen, please come and see the young master as soon as possible."

After counting the number of new books, making sure everything was correct, and signing my name, I finally remembered to ask him.

"Has Song Ling caused trouble again?"

He hesitated on the other end of the line, "You'll know when you come and see, we don't know what to do."

I sighed, had the books moved back to the classroom, and turned to leave the school grounds.

From a distance, I could see Song Ling's flashy pink Ferrari parked by the roadside, particularly eye-catching.

And the bodyguard was standing outside the passenger seat, speaking to someone inside.

As I got closer, I finally saw that Tang Yanyan was sitting in the passenger seat.

She tightly gripped the seat belt and, in the face of the bodyguard's request for her to get out of the car, she had an attitude of 'what can you do to me'.

My eyelid couldn't help but twitch.

The passenger seat of Song Ling's car was not something ordinary people could sit in.

I still remember that one year, when Song Ling's newly arrived cousin from abroad fell in love with his car.

Despite warnings from Song's family, she secretly took it out and partied with her friends until midnight.

That day.

The entire Song family went into a frenzy.

Song Ling and his people found his cousin completely drunk at a bar, and he poured all the drinks on the table onto her face, ignoring her screams and begging for mercy, pressing her against the ground and rubbing her fiercely.

Even the head of the Song family couldn't stop him, Song Ling went crazy, anyone who came into contact with him became his target of attack.

Until I hurried over.

When he saw me, he calmed down first, then a very aggrieved smile appeared, and he explained, trying to please me.

"She dirtied the specially prepared car for you."

That Ferrari had been changed to pink because I casually mentioned that I liked pink, and only I could sit in the passenger seat.

At first, he didn't even allow anyone to sit in the back seat, and it was only after I persuaded him that he made a concession.

And Tang Yanyan was simply a troublemaker.

She actually dared to sit in the passenger seat.

When she saw me coming, she immediately waved at me, "Sister Siyi, please save me, these big men are bullying a weak woman like me."

The bodyguards saw me and immediately showed a relieved expression, stepping back and creating a path for me.

Tang Yanyan saw this and a trace of unyieldingness appeared on her face, which quickly disappeared.

I walked over and stood still, reminding her expressionlessly, "If you get out of the car now, maybe you can save your life."

Tang Yanyan's eyes turned slightly red, questioning me in disbelief.

"You just look down on me, so what if you have money? Can only you sit in the luxury car, and I can't?"

I nodded without saying a word.

After all, I wouldn't tell her.

Song Ling has borderline personality disorder, and besides me, anyone who tries to get close to him goes crazy.