The fake rich lady of the era relied on mind-reading to win.

Song Zhiyao was also in a low mood. The girl who was supposed to have a good future was ruined because of trivial matters at home.

Liu Yuting's choices and her family's actions are difficult to criticize as an outsider, and that's all you can do if you don't understand the truth inside.

Looking at Song Ruyun who was still feeling uncomfortable, Song Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ruyun, go ask Liu Yuting, if I agree to lend her money to study, will she still go south to work?"

She did this not only to prevent her sister from feeling uncomfortable, but also to let Liu Yuting make a new choice. At the same time, she also hoped that outstanding girls could be admitted to college and become role models for more girls.

There are not many girls studying in this society, and there are even fewer girls who can go to high school and have excellent grades.

Lending money to Liu Yuting to study wouldn't cost much a year. Tuition and fees plus living expenses would cost up to a hundred yuan, which she could still afford.

It was not given to her directly but lent, and there would be subsidies after Liu Yuting was admitted to university. As for other things later, Song Zhiyao could only do this.

He dug into his pocket and took out the money and handed it to Song Ruyun, "Ruyun, take the money first. If Liu Yuting's family agrees, you can lend it to her. If her family doesn't agree for her to go to school, there is no need to lend her money."

It is better to help the urgent than to help the poor. There are many people in this world who are not living a satisfactory life. Money must be used wisely. She cannot lend money out just because her family is poor.

Although she didn't understand what Song Zhiyao meant, Song Ruyun still nodded obediently, "Sister, I will do what you say. This is my last effort to help her."

The solution was figured out. If their family was willing to let Liu Yuting go to school, and she would fight for it herself, maybe the result would be different.

"Then you can handle these things. If you have any questions, you can come to the hospital to see me. I really have to leave this time." Song Zhiyao knew that her sister could solve this matter.

The previous crying was just realizing the helplessness of many things. This is exactly what we must encounter in the process of growing up, and we must experience it before we can grow.

When she walked downstairs, she saw Song Zihao standing there. He knew at a glance that he was waiting for her.

Sure enough, as Song Zhiyao thought, he came over to greet her as soon as he saw her coming down, "Eldest sister, second sister likes to worry about other people's affairs. She doesn't want to think that she is still a child herself."

He had never understood why Song Ruyun was so anxious about other people's affairs when she was worried about her family's affairs.

Facing her brother's doubts, Song Zhiyao smiled and said, "Your second sister seems to have a tough personality, but she is actually very soft at heart. She is very loyal to her friends and family. She will also worry about you if something happens to you."

One of the younger siblings appears to be tough, but is actually soft-hearted; the other seems to be talkative, but is actually very cold except for family members.

There are good and bad characters, and we can't say who is right or wrong.

"Go back. Your second sister and I have already discussed this. Don't say anything when you get home. Just act like you don't know anything. If she wants to tell you, just listen."

After Song Zhiyao finished speaking, he left. Now he had to wait for the next bus. After checking the time, he should be able to catch it by now.

As for the follow-up to this matter, just wait until you get home and ask again.

Qin Hanchen returned to the hospital the day before Song Zhiyao. He brought a lot of specialties in the capital and distributed them to the medical staff in the hospital. Each of them tasted a little.

When Song Zhiyao arrived at the hospital, he saw many people eating cakes and praising them one after another.

"The pastries in the capital are different. They are very different from what we make here. If I had known that Researcher Qin would go back and ask him to help bring some." Seeing how happy everyone was, Song Zhiyao also became excited. After greeting them, she returned to the dormitory.

Qin Hanchen, who heard the commotion, also quickly opened the door. When he saw that it was Song Zhiyao who had brought something back, he was very excited. Not seeing her for one day felt like three autumns.

He calculated that they had not seen each other for nearly a week, and how many springs and autumns had passed. He had been thinking about Song Zhiyao these days, and he could be very happy just by talking to her.

I was still very excited during the first two days after returning home. I tried not to think about Song Zhiyao, but my strong restraint made me miss her more and more. I could have stayed for two more days, so I couldn't wait to buy a ticket and come back one day earlier.

Now that he saw the person he missed so much, he couldn't help but speak louder, "Junior Sister Song, you're back!"

Faced with Qin Hanchen's sudden loud voice, Song Zhiyao was also startled. What happened to him? Isn’t this how you usually talk?

Song Zhiyao looked confused, but Qin Hanchen thought it was very cute, and he also knew that the loud voice he had just made was confusing to her who was not aware of it.

He suppressed his excitement and said, "Junior sister Song, I'm sorry, I didn't notice that I spoke louder just now. Didn't it scare you?"

Looking at Qin Hanchen who had returned to his original state, Song Zhiyao shook his head, thinking of the pastries that the others had just eaten.

He didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point, "Senior Brother Qin, have you brought my pastries for me? Calculate how much they cost, and I'll get the money for you right now."

After saying that, she opened the door with the key and put down her things. Before Qin Hanchen could say anything, she took out the money.

Qin Hanchen was also full of helplessness. He thought that Song Zhiyao, who had not seen him for so many days, would be as excited as him and would say, "How is Senior Brother Qin doing at home after not seeing him for so many days?"

Song Zhiyao in front of her only wanted cakes. Considering that she had such a personality, he couldn't expect anything from her, and it was impossible to wait until she said, "Senior Brother Qin, I miss you so much after not seeing you for so many days."

Thinking of this, Qin Hanchen shook his head. That was not the Song Zhiyao he knew. What he saw in front of him was the real one.

Doesn't he just like Song Zhiyao, who is straightforward and principled? He shook his head to clear away the mess and thoughts in his mind.

"Ahem, junior sister Song, don't be so anxious. You are all here. Are you still worried that you will lose my money? Please take the things in first and I will calculate them for you later." Qin Hanchen said and handed over the pastries. Go over to her.

Seeing that he was not pretentious in Bansong Zhiyao, the pastries he handed over were six boxes in total. The packaging looked more upscale than what they sold here, and there was red paper on the packaging of the cartons.

It looks very festive, perfect for giving to relatives and friends during the holidays. Who wouldn’t be happy to receive such cakes?

The joy in Song Zhiyao's eyes could not be concealed. She could smell the fragrance of the cakes before she even opened the package. If Qin Hanchen hadn't been there next to her, she would have wanted to open it immediately and have a taste.

Perhaps seeing her intention clearly, Qin Hanchen said wisely, "Junior Sister Song, go and sort out your things first. We will talk about other things later."

After saying that, he entered the room and closed the door.

Seeing him leaving, Song Zhiyao also closed the door, took out a box of pastries and opened them. These were the eight items that everyone liked. Every shape inside looked beautiful.

As soon as the taste opened, the sweet aroma hit my face. I picked up a round cake with the word "longevity" engraved on it and ate it. It had a soft texture and crispy skin.