When Zhuang Yibo and Qianxing returned to Huai City, Shen Wangjin, who had taken care of Shen Haoxuan's funeral arrangements, returned to London.
Everything in London seems to be the same as before, except... one person is missing.
Shen Ruiwen followed him back to Bincheng. Now that he came back, he received some news.
"Ms. Zhuang submitted an application for suspension of study to the school for one year, and the school agreed."
"Zhuang Kehao came to London, met with Miss Zhuang, stayed for a day and then went back."
"Ms. Zhuang followed Miss Song back to Huai City two days later. She must have been preparing to settle there for a while. She probably won't come back during the year she's been away from school."
After Shen Ruiwen reported the relevant situations one by one, Shen Wangjin, who was buried in the pile of documents, didn't even raise his head and just responded lightly: "Yes."
Shen Ruiwen sighed slowly in his heart, not knowing what to say for a moment, so he could only retreat silently.
Zhuang Yibo would leave London, which he did not expect.
He originally thought that Zhuang Yibo would definitely stay and concentrate on completing his studies.
But she actually chose to leave. Does that mean that this incident really had a great impact on her?
Thinking of this, Shen Ruiwen sighed uncontrollably.
It seems that some knots cannot be easily undone.
…
However, what Shen Ruiwen didn't expect was that on the day he returned to London, he would receive another call from the owner of the Chinese restaurant who had previously delivered food to Shen Wangjin.
"Mr. Shen, I finally contacted you again." The other party said, "That's it. Regarding delivering meals to Mr. Shen, I would like to ask what you mean. Does Mr. Shen still need it?"
Ask him what he means?
Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, and then said: "What agreement did you make with Miss Zhuang?"
"Ms. Zhuang has left London." The other party said, "Before she left, she asked me to contact you and ask if you still need food delivery."
"Ms. Zhuang contacted you before she left London?" Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but ask, "When?"
"The day before yesterday." The other party replied affirmatively.
The day before yesterday? That was indeed the day before Zhuang Yibo left London.
The day before she left London, she was still thinking about arranging food delivery for Shen Wangjin?
Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but frown, and for a moment, he seemed a little confused about the cause and effect relationship.
Does she not blame him or blame him, or is she just trying to make some compensation?
But no matter what it is, what will Shen Wangjin feel when he sees this familiar meal again?
Shen Ruiwen didn't dare to speculate.
After thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "There should be no need here for the time being. If there is a need in the future, I will contact you again, thank you."
…
After Zhuang Yibo and Qianxing returned to Huai City, they were arranged to move into Song Qingyuan's residence.
It is a small independent building located in a non-open area, with sentries in and out, making it very quiet and undisturbed.
Qianxing usually comes here more often on weekends, but after arranging for Zhuang Yibo to move in, she came back almost every day.
In fact, for her, this place was a better and quieter place to study than school, and it was only a dozen minutes' drive from school. However, it was somewhat uncomfortable for her to be in the same house with Song Qingyuan every day.
Now that there is another Zhuang Yibo, the atmosphere has become a lot more relaxed.
Song Qingyuan was quite open-minded. He spent most of his time outside drinking tea and playing chess with his old friends, leaving most of his space and time to the two girls.
In this way, Qianxing will feel more at ease and live comfortably.