On the way.
Zhao Yaya suddenly asked, "Shuhang, those two boys just now—I don't think I saw them when I brought you to University City at the start of last semester, right? How did they know about me?"
Song Shuhang blinked. "Hahaha, I think they probably heard Tubo and the others mention you, then somehow got hold of your photo?"
"You're lying. That's way too fake." Zhao Yaya snorted. "Besides, from their expressions and what they said just now, it's obvious they only met your 'older sister' recently. And when you introduced me, the other boy beside him looked really surprised. Clearly, it was his first time seeing me. So... come clean. Is the 'older sister' those two boys mentioned actually your girlfriend? Is she a little older than you, so you're too embarrassed to introduce her to us?"
Sister Zhao was still as iron-faced and impartial as ever, always ruthlessly exposing Song Shuhang's lies like a famous detective.
"That's not it. She really isn't my girlfriend. You have to believe me, Sister." Song Shuhang immediately replied seriously.
"Mm, that's the truth. But... sure enough, you did have an 'older sister' accompany you out of the men's dormitory recently?" Zhao Yaya narrowed her eyes. "So, have you considered developing a relationship beyond friendship? Older-woman-younger-man relationships are pretty good these days. Besides, if you get married, someone a few years older will know how to take care of people. I'm sure Auntie and Uncle won't oppose you either."
Damn it, she had tricked the truth out of him so easily. Song Shuhang felt dejected—and besides, why did having a girlfriend have to be connected to marriage? Couldn't college students simply have a pure relationship between a man and a woman? Why did it have to be tied to such a heavy