Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Song Xinya sat in the car, looking towards the entrance of the vegetable market.

Chen Siyan: "I've seen men go to movie theaters, amusement parks, milk tea shops, and coffee shops to pursue girls, but this is the first time I've seen someone come to the vegetable market to pursue a girl."

"A wedding in the Kingdom of Women—a rare sight indeed."

"That blond young master doesn't follow the usual path; it really piques my curiosity. Who exactly is the girl he likes?"

With a soft click, Song Xinya unbuckled her seatbelt: "We'll know once we get out."

Chen Siyan got out of the car right after him, and the two walked into the vegetable market.

Across from the tofu stall, Song Xinya and Chen Siyan squatted next to a fruit stall, their heads mixed in with a pile of watermelons.

Chen Siyan: "My idea is brilliant! We can blend our heads into a pile of watermelons and no one will be able to spot us. It's the best disguise of the year."

*Smack!* A fly landed on Chen Siyan's head.

His meticulously styled hair collapsed and lay flat against his scalp.

Stall owner: "What are you two doing, sneaking around like that? Stealing melons?"

Chen Siyan, with a fly swatter on his head and his index finger in front of his mouth, said, "Shh—"

He whispered to the shop owner, "We won't steal the melons, we'll just stay in front of your stall for a while, is that alright?"

Stall owner: "No, get out of here right now, don't delay my business."

Song Xinya: "Boss, I'd like to buy twenty watermelons."

Stall owner: "You can stay here as long as you want."

Song Xinya scanned the QR code to pay, and the stall owner brought out two small stools, one for each of them, and placed them under their bottoms.

"Don't let your legs go numb from squatting, sit down quickly."

Chen Siyan: "Boss, do you have a knife? Can you cut a watermelon for us?"

Stall owner: "Yes, I'll cut it for you right away."

Song Xinya and Chen Siyan sat on small stools, each holding half a watermelon and a spoon, eating while observing the tofu stall across the street.

.........

Jin Ruizhi stood in front of the tofu stall: "I'd like to buy a block of soft tofu."

Upon hearing this voice, the girl who was looking down at her book changed her expression.

Without looking up or glancing at Jin Ruizhi, she picked up a mask, put it on, and said two words: "No."

Zhang Yingying pointed at a piece of tofu and said loudly, "How can you lie like this, little girl? There's soft tofu here, why did you say there wasn't?"

Jin Ruizhi turned to look at Zhang Yingying and said, "Don't be mean to her."

Zhang Yingying was stunned: "No, Young Master Jin, this girl is lying through her teeth, she's deliberately not selling you the tofu."

Jin Ruizhi: "Then don't yell at her."

Zhang Yingying was stunned again: "...Okay."

Jin Ruizhi looked at the girl who kept her head down. Her forehead was fair and full, her ponytail hung naturally down her back, and her exposed neck had a slender and soft line with particularly fair skin.

It's even smoother and whiter than the tofu displayed at the stall.

Jin Ruizhi: "Jian Yiyi, I just wanted to buy two pieces of tofu today, I didn't mean to bother you."

When Jian Yi spoke, her voice was naturally soft and sweet, but her words were anything but polite: "I'm not selling it. Go buy it from somewhere else."

Jin Ruizhi: "Jian Yiyi, we're classmates. Classmates should be united, friendly, and care for each other. Why are you ignoring me and constantly rejecting me?"

Jane Yi: "I only do this with you."

Jin Ruizhi: "I understand what you mean. Your feelings for me are what you call favoritism."

Zhang Yingying was completely dumbfounded, her eyes wide with shock.

Can the word "preference" be interpreted in this way?

Young Master Jin's reading comprehension skills...awesome!!

Upon hearing this, Jian Yi turned around, stood with her back to Jin Ruizhi, and presented him with her round head.

Jin Ruizhi looked at the back of her head and sighed inwardly, "Her head is really round."

Zhang Yingying looked at Jian Yiyi with disdain. This girl was so poor, selling tofu at the market. Where did she get the nerve to shrug off a rich young master from a wealthy family in Beijing? Shouldn't she feel honored and happy to be liked by such a rich young master? Why was she putting on airs? She really didn't know what was good for her.

Zhang Yingying looked at Jian Yiyi: "Do you know who Young Master Jin is? He's the eldest son of a domestic food giant and the most famous food brand in the country, Haoyunlai."

"His family has so much money that you couldn't earn it even if you sold tofu for a hundred years."

"You'll be a senior in high school when summer vacation starts. As a student, you'll be busy studying and also busy selling tofu at your stall. Where will you find the time and energy to do all that?"

"If you go with Jin Ruizhi, you won't have to worry about money anymore. Young Master Jin is so handsome, why not date him?"

Zhang Yingying is like a madam in an ancient brothel, persuading respectable young women to engage in prostitution.

Jane picked up a plastic ladle that was placed to the side, scooped up a ladle of water, turned around, and splashed it on Zhang Yingying's feet.

"Ah!" Zhang Yingying screamed and jumped back.

"My new shoes cost over 6000 yuan. They have sheepskin soles, which can't get wet. If the soles get wet, they're ruined."

Jian Yi scooped up another ladle of water and splashed it on Zhang Yingying's feet, soaking both of her shoes completely.

Zhang Yingying was so angry her eyes could spit fire. Pointing at Jian Yiyi, she said, "You little bitch..."

Jin Ruizhi turned to look at her and gave a long "Mmm—"

Zhang Yingying: "Little Jianjian, it's okay, just wipe your shoes clean if they're wet."

People nearby noticed the commotion and craned their necks to watch.

As soon as Jian Yi put down the ladle in her hand, she urged Jin Ruizhi, "You should leave quickly. I don't want others to laugh at me and gossip about me behind my back."

Just then, an elderly woman with gray hair rode over on a tricycle.

"Yi-yi, come help Grandma get the tofu."

Jane ran out from behind the stall, her voice cheerful: "Okay, Grandma."

The teenage girl had developed well; her legs, encased in jeans, were long and straight, and she had a tall, slender, and graceful figure.

A white T-shirt and faded jeans—the clothes were nothing special, but on her, they gave her a natural, fresh beauty.

Jane ran to her grandmother's side and saw five large iron plates filled with tofu stacked on top of each other in the tricycle.

"Grandma, why is there so much tofu today?"

Grandma said happily, "A guest said they were having a banquet at home and made a reservation with me."

Grandma reached out to move the tofu, but Jianyi pulled her aside to sit down: "Grandma, don't move it, I'll do it."

She skillfully reached out to move the tofu.

She does this kind of physical labor every day.

Grandma is getting old, and she doesn't want her to work too hard, so she takes the initiative to help her with chores every day.

Jane picked up the large iron plate containing tofu and placed it on the stall.

It was very heavy, and her red lips were pressed tightly together.

It's okay, she can move it, it's just very heavy.

She overlooked the fact that two large ladles of water had just been poured on the ground, making it more slippery than usual.

The shoes were old, with the soles worn down and no longer offering any anti-slip features.

Her feet slipped on the smooth ground, and she fell to the side.

Her hands were still tightly gripping the large iron plate that held the tofu.

Grandma worked so hard to make this tofu by hand; we can't let it fall.

But some things are beyond her control; she and the tofu fell to the ground together.

Suddenly, Jane's tilted body was straightened, and the large iron plate in her hand was supported by a strong force.

Jin Ruizhi held her arm with one hand and gripped the large iron plate with the other.

Jian Yi looked up and saw the young man's handsome face. She heard him ask, "Jian Yi, are you alright?"

Jane looked away, her thick eyelashes drooping: "No."

Jin Ruizhi released his grip on her arm, took the large iron plate from her hand, and placed it on the stall next to her.

The boy's thin back bent down as he carried out all the large iron plates from the tricycle, arranging them neatly on the stall.

After helping her with the work, he heard her say, "You should leave now," and turned to walk away.

.........

Across from the tofu stall, Song Xinya and Chen Siyan watched the whole thing.

The watermelon placed in front of the two people had been hollowed out.

With a watermelon seed stuck to the corner of his mouth, Chen Siyan said, "I can see that. Young Master Huang is only infatuated with one girl; she doesn't like him."

Whether you like it or not is hard to say; people's hearts are hidden inside, and no one can see through them.

But one thing Song Xinya noticed: "The young girl always has a book in her hand; she wants to focus on her studies now."

Chen Siyan: "After the summer vacation, I will be a senior in high school, and then there will be a tough battle called the college entrance examination. I should definitely prioritize my studies."

"Do they have to start dating now? After they finish this year, they have decades to date."

"That blond kid is too impatient and hasty."

Seeing Jin Ruizhi and Zhang Yingying walk out of the market, Chen Siyan stood up from his small stool and stretched.

"The covert operation is over, Teacher Song, it's time to go home."

Song Xinya stared blankly at the little girl with a ponytail standing by the tofu stall across the street.

Although the girl was wearing a mask and her face couldn't be seen, Song Xinya inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with her, as if she had seen her before...

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Something came up today, so I didn't finish this chapter. I'll add about 1000 words later. Go to sleep now, everyone, and check back tomorrow. Goodnight!