When I looked up again, I found that the car had already driven into H University and was driving slowly on campus.

"Building Five?" Wen Ci asked suddenly.

The light of his eyes shined through the rearview mirror and hit her face.

"Oh, yes."

Fang Bingqing was a little surprised.

How would Wen Ci know what building she lives in?

Before she could think about it, she listened to Wen Ci and asked casually: "Are you still used to staying in City B?" ”

"It's fine."

Fang Bing replied lightly.

The air in City B is drier than in her hometown.

But fortunately, she lived in the suburbs of City B for a few years when she was a child, and she adapted to the water and soil here relatively quickly.

"That's good." Wen Ci nodded slightly.

"Hmm."

Fang Bingqing didn't say anything more.

Her character has always been like this, if you come, I will go, and if you don't come, I won't go.

See more, do more, talk less.

These are the three principles she has always adhered to.

The two were silent for a moment, and the car was about to drive downstairs to the girls' dormitory.

"Mr. Wen, just stop here."

Fang Bingqing hurriedly stopped.

A little further on, there was the main entrance of the dormitory building, where people came and went, and she didn't want to hear everyone gossip about her and Wen Ci tomorrow morning.

It's still the previous thought, to treat people of this rank as Wen Ci, I should be able to avoid it.

As soon as the words fell, the car stopped safely on the side of the road.

"Thank you." Fang Bing cleared the door and got out of the car.

After she closed the car door, she found that Wen Ci had also gotten out of the car.

Well?

What does this mean?

Could it be that the other party feels that his attitude of thanking is not sincere enough?

No matter what the reason, the man in front of him always 'rescued' her at the bar first, and then sent her back to school, so he should accept this love.

Thinking of this, Fang Bingqing pulled out a smile and stepped forward.

"I'm really sorry that today's incident has caused Mr. Wen trouble."

After all, there is still 30 million business involved.

Although '30 million' is not worth mentioning compared to Wen Ci's worth of billions, she... I really can't afford it.

"It's not a hassle, it's just a matter of effort." Wen said.

"Since they all said that it was 'no trouble, it was a matter of effort', why didn't this person have any intention of leaving..."Fang Bingqing really wondered in his heart.

She doesn't like to owe favors the most in her life, just because it's really too troublesome to repay this 'favor'.

But a good tutor told her that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a gushing spring.

At this point, I have to try my best to pay off this 'favor'.

"I wonder when Mr. Wen is free? I'll invite you out for a light meal. ”

Fang Bingqing said this, afraid that Wen Ci would think too much, so he added and explained: "It doesn't mean anything else, it's just... I don't really like to owe people a favor. ”

Wen Ci didn't answer immediately, but looked at her with interest.

Fang Bingqing looked at Wen Ci in a daze, and then thought of something, and almost slapped himself to death with one palm.

What kind of noble person is Wen Ci?

How could you eat with a 'little shrimp' like yourself for the sake of 30 million favors?

Besides, Wen Ciken came forward to help her, mostly for Wen Shi's sake.

"It's okay if Mr. Wen is too busy, after all..."

"Not busy." Wen Zi interrupted Fang Bingqing's words.

... Ha?

What's that?

No... Not busy?

"When?" Wen Ci asked seriously.

"Down... Next Sunday? Fang Bingqing stammered the date.

Military training from Monday to Friday.

On Saturday, she made an appointment with Shishi and Xiaoran to go out shopping.

Available only on Sundays.

"Hmm~" Wen Ci paused thoughtfully for a long time.

Seeing this, Fang Bingqing was secretly happy in his heart.

Look like this, it's definitely going to happen on Sunday!

Big guy!

You must want to have a drink or two with friends on Sunday, don't you?

You must not be free, right?

didn't think about it, and the next second Wen Ci opened his mouth and asked again: "When is Sunday?" ”