Because he was going to play badminton later and have a big lunch, Song Yunshen didn't order too much, only a serving of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).
Xia Kening ordered a bowl of minced meat noodles, which she had been craving.
However, after the noodles arrived, she took out a third of them and gave it to Song Yunshen: "I can't eat that much."
"Okay." Song Yunshen nodded and took the steamed bun, pushing it to the middle. "Then I'll allow you to have two steamed buns."
"Oh." Since Song Yunshen paid for breakfast, Xia Kening didn't bother arguing with his choice of words, obediently replied, and buried her head in her food.
Actually, she also wanted to do what she had done before and transfer half of the meal money to Song Yunshen.
But for some reason, she didn't do that today, and instead silently accepted Song Yunshen's kindness.
"Speaking of which," Xia Kening shook her head, temporarily putting those thoughts aside, and asked Song Yunshen, "What exactly was that 250 yuan deal you mentioned yesterday?"
"Interested?" Song Yunshen looked up at her and chuckled, "Didn't you say I insulted you yesterday?"
"Who knows if you did it on purpose?" Xia Kening snorted. "So what's the matter?"
"I was playing that game yesterday," Song Yunshen said. "This game has daily quests that you need to do every day, and they give you in-game currency after you complete them."
"These daily tasks are repetitive and get boring after a while, so I hired someone to do them for me every day."
"As it turns out, that person told me yesterday that they would be going to find another job after finishing this week, and I'm currently looking for another one."
"You seem pretty free, don't you? 250 yuan a month, want to give it a try?"
"Oh, I see—" Xia Kening nodded in understanding, then looked a little embarrassed, "But I don't usually play games, I'm afraid I won't be good at it."
"That's why I asked you to go to Wanda Plaza at 10 a. m.," Song Yunshen said. "But you don't need to go today, just come to my place."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Xia Kening was completely confused.
"There's a console game store near Wanda Plaza, and I was thinking of taking you there to play that game," Song Yunshen said. "But my dad went on a trip this morning, so no one's home. You can just play it at my place later."
The reason for bringing Xia Kening to my house to play was certainly not that simple.
Since Song Mingyuan had already pointed out his connections with the three girls, Song Yunshen simply stopped hiding it.
Even if there are security cameras at home, it's fine, since he didn't have any ulterior motives to begin with.
If you live an upright life, what's there to be afraid of in front of surveillance cameras?
He wouldn't do anything to Xia Kening.
In that case, there shouldn't be any problem taking Xia Kening to my house to play on the computer for a while, right?
If he doesn't bring it, it would make him seem guilty.
And Lao Song probably isn't that free either, spending all day secretly watching the surveillance cameras.
So Song Yunshen didn't plan to take her to the arcade at Wanda Plaza.
Moreover, he had other ideas.
"Is there no one else at your house?" Xia Kening asked somewhat shyly. "Where's your mother?"
"My mother has passed away," Song Yunshen said calmly.
Xia Kening was clearly taken aback for a moment, then panicked so much that she didn't know what to do with her hands. A feeling of embarrassment and guilt welled up inside her. She looked at Song Yunshen helplessly, then lowered her head, her face full of nervousness.
"Um—I—I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked—"
"It's nothing, it happened several years ago." Song Yunshen's tone was calm, then quickly returned to his teasing tone, "Call me 'brother' and I'll forgive you."
Xia Kening pouted, but surprisingly didn't argue back. She clasped her hands between her legs, fidgeting for a while before finally muttering softly, "Brother, brother~"
"You really call her that?" Song Yunshen was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing. "It's quite cute."
"But you told me to call him that." Xia Kening snorted softly, her heart pounding, her hands clenched tightly.
"If I tell you to call me 'Dad,' will you?"
"Get lost!" Seeing that he had completely reverted to his old ways, Xia Kening immediately reverted to her old ways and angrily cursed, "Pervert!"
"Who was calling me 'Dad' on WeChat so early in the morning?"
"That's because your 'tap' feature is too overpowered!" Xia Kening gritted her teeth. "Aren't you afraid your family will take pictures of you?"
"My grandparents' generation didn't have this function," Song Yunshen said. "If it were someone my dad's generation, they could just take the picture and that would be fine, as long as I'm not embarrassed. It's them who would be embarrassed."
He showed no fear of his elders.
Even Song Minggui, who was usually the strictest with him, actually doted on him more.
Not to mention Zhao Zeheng, who has been his childhood friend; even his uncle got him into playing Genshin Impact.
Zhao Zeheng's study was filled with anime figurines, far more extravagant than his.
As for Song Wantang, she spoiled him to an extreme. Things that his father wouldn't buy for him, he could usually get by just by begging his aunt.
Therefore, in his eyes, elders really have no authority.
This was something Xia Kening could never have imagined.
"Alright, let's go play badminton after we finish eating." Song Yunshen rubbed his stomach, stood up, and said to Xia Kening.
"Oh, oh." Xia Kening followed Song Yunshen's footsteps, already pondering in her mind what to change her "Pat-a-Pat" routine to.
At that moment, Song Yunshen felt his phone vibrate a few times.
I don't know who sent me the message at this hour.
Xia Yunuo?
Or is it Xia Jinshu?
Song Yunshen muttered to himself, then took out his phone and exclaimed "Oh!"
"What's wrong?" Xia Kening asked curiously.
"Reply to my message." Song Yunshen said, and then opened Yan Zhenxia's WeChat.
[ Yan Zhenxia ]: (Transfer: 2000 yuan)
[ Yan Zhenxia ]: I'm so sorry for the delay, it's been several days. I'll transfer this month's rent to you first.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Wasn't it said that the deadline would be the 11th?
[ Yan Zhenxia ]: I have to thank you for this. A few days ago, you posted a job ad on your WeChat Moments. I applied and got the job. The boss gave me an advance on my salary, which allowed me to pay the rent.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Oh, that's good.
Upon seeing Yan Zhenxia's reply, Song Yunshen's expression turned strange, and he couldn't help but steal a glance at Xia Kening beside him.
He provided Xia Kening with a job as a liver surrogate, and his own uncle provided her mother with a job in short dramas.
So the rent was just pocketed by his family, passed from one hand to the other, deducted from his uncle's money?
With this 2,000 yuan in hand, he'll have enough for 5,090 yuan, and he can place the order today. He's thrilled.
Thanks to my uncle for the giant rocket!
After chatting happily with Yan Zhenxia, Song Yunshen opened Xia Yunuo's WeChat.
[ Xia Yunuo ]: Are you busy?
Sending me a message so early in the morning, does it mean you want to hang out with me?
[ Song Yunshen ]: Missing me?
Xia Yunuo, who was holding her phone at her bedroom desk, intending to test whether Song Yunshen was with Xia Kening, blushed and panicked when she saw this reply.