"Actually, you really don't need to bother Miss Shen, I'll take care of it."

Song Ci'an politely declined, remembering that Shen Zhiyi had helped a lot when Zhuang Jun had an accident before.

She didn't want to trouble Shen Zhiyi again this time.

Shen Zhiyi heard her concerns, and was not angry and pretended to be embarrassed.

"I've already arranged it, and I've given all the money for renting, and it's a waste if I don't live there."

"This ...... Did Miss Shen already know that I would go back to Kyoto? ”

Song Ja An didn't expect her to be ready so quickly.

I don't remember going to Kyoto with her in advance.

"From the day I learned that Aunt Zhang was sick, I guessed that you would definitely open it, although we haven't talked on the phone for the past few days, but I still know your plans."

Shen Zhiyi had a little smile in his tone.

When Song Ci'an heard this, he no longer shirked.

He also told her the time of departure, and the two hung up without any more small talk.

Pack up your things as soon as possible, and say hello to Lao Li the next morning.

Lao Li naturally hoped that Zhang Bimei would get better soon, and the day before leaving, he asked Song Ci'an to pay attention to safety.

On the day of departure, Zhuang Jun reluctantly glanced at the fishing village, and finally got into the car.

It's almost a day's drive, and it's already evening when you get to Kyoto.

Song Ja'an came to the residence according to Shen Zhiyi's address.

At first, I was worried that it was a villa, but if it was, Zhang Bimei was afraid that she would not want to live there.

I didn't expect it to be a niche apartment, which made Song Ci'an breathe a sigh of relief, but Zhang Bimei still felt that it was too exaggerated.

"An An, I'm afraid it's not cheap to rent here, or let's change places."

Zhuang Jun also chimed in.

"I'm used to living with your mother, so don't break the bank."

Song Ja'an was just about to speak, when a familiar voice came from behind them.

"How can this be done, Aunt Zhang is still sick, and the place where she lives can't be settled."

Seeing Shen Zhiyi suddenly appear, Zhuang Jun and his wife were surprised and happy.

Song Ci'an caught a glimpse of Zhang Bimei's face becoming more and more ugly, so he said.

"Let's go in and talk, Mom has been in the car for a day, I'm afraid I'm tired."

"Yes, yes, let's go in and say something."

Zhuang Jun realized his wife's physical condition, and as soon as he opened the door, he helped his wife to the bedroom to rest.

Song Ci'an had time to talk to Shen Zhiyi.

"Miss Shen, why are you here? Doesn't the company have a lot of things to do on your side? ”

"You're all here, as the host, you can't make sense of it."

Shen Zhiyi joked.

She was able to come out when Uncle Shen went out to a drinking party and sneaked out of the house.

But she can't stay too long, and if her father knows about it, it will be even more difficult for her to come out next time.

"Do you have anyone else with you? It's too late, and it's not safe for you to go back alone. ”

Song Ja'an didn't see anyone else following behind Shen Zhiyi, and was a little worried.

After all, the real culprit of the last accident has not been found out for a long time.

Shen Zhiyi hooked his lips and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Have you contacted the hospital you are going to tomorrow? If you haven't already, you can contact Mr. Yuan for help, I think he will be happy. ”

"It's all connected, don't ask Yuan Chi for help, I'm a little reluctant to go if you are one, I don't want to be a cow and a horse for so many people in the next life."

The corners of Song Ja'an's lips curled, and he said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Amused by her words, Shen Zhiyi covered his mouth and smiled.

It was almost time to look at the clock, and Shen Zhiyi wanted to return to the Shen family before his father returned, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Song Ci'an.