Chapter 333 The Background Fiancée in Campus Novel (36)

Chapter 333 The Background Fiancée Character in the Campus Story (36)

"Shen Shu, since when... do I need to explain my private business to you?" At the sudden voice, Shen Shu turned, and sure enough, he saw Song Yijin.

The doctor arrived right on time. The moment Cen Yinghuai's competition ended, he'd already appeared outside the venue.

Looking at Song Yijin, Shen Shu held his gaze before saying coldly, "So, you were the first to know after all..."

Song Yijin naturally understood what Shen Shu meant.

Indeed, he had known about Tang Qing disguising as a man for a long time. But... there was no reason for him to inform Shen Shu about it.

Their gazes met, both filled with equal dislike.

"Tang Qing, we're on schedule. Let's head out."

Song Yijin spoke first, then turned away. But as if suddenly remembering something, he added to Shen Shu, "By the way, Shen Shu, not long ago, there was a certain 'helpful informant' who went out of their way to message the family patriarch, revealing my whereabouts."

"If you're really curious about what Tang Qing and I are doing tonight, perhaps you should ask the family patriarch yourself."

"After all... you should have his email address."

So.

Tonight, Song Yijin was taking Tang Qing back to the Song family?

Understanding the implication, Shen Shu's expression instantly turned icy.

Even after Song Yijin's car had long disappeared, Shen Shu remained motionless at the venue entrance, stood frozen, radiating cold intensity.

"Where’s Tang Qing?" Barely managing to escape the crowd of fans bearing flowers, Cen Yinghuai was stunned to find Tang Qing gone.

"Song Yijin took her."

Only then did Cen Yinghuai recall—Tang Qing had mentioned having some plans with Song Yijin tonight.

Holding the medal in his hand, the champion suddenly felt a pang of disappointment. "Gone already..."

"Didn’t even wait for me."

During training, they had agreed—if he won a medal this time, Tang Qing deserved half the glory. He had been eager to share the joy with her, but now she was gone…

Staring at the medal, Cen Yinghuai suddenly felt that this first-place victory didn't mean much.

[System Notification: Detected increase in Cen Yinghuai’s love meter. Current affection value: 73 points.]

Song Yijin had arranged everything meticulously. Before heading to the Song residence, he took Tang Qing to a studio for a full styling session.

A silk evening dress was chosen—understated yet luxurious. As Tang Qing walked, the fabric flowed like liquid silver.

This was the first time Song Yijin had seen Tang Qing in women's clothing…

Indeed.

She was even more beautiful than he had imagined.

Her hair was swept up, no longer concealing her features. Her dramatic eyes—bold, captivating—held an endless charm that drew the eye irresistibly.

"Cat got your tongue?"

Blinking her eyes, Tang Qing smiled and asked, "Having someone like me as your girlfriend, would you say it's a gain or a loss?"

Song Yijin pursed his lips. "You're beautiful."

"I asked you a question, Dr. Song."

Catlike, she suddenly leaned in, and in those clear pupils, Song Yijin saw himself clearly—flustered and unsure.

Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Song Yijin changed the subject. "Let's go."

They hadn't taken more than a few steps when Tang Qing caught up again, naturally looping her arm through his and teasing, "This sells it better."

Dr. Song, who normally hated being touched, only froze for a moment this time...

He didn’t push her away.

When the two appeared before Song Yunyun, the old man almost thought he was seeing things!

He actually brought someone home!

And they were even arm in arm!

No one knew his grandson’s habits better than him—finicky, nitpicky about everything, and with a strong aversion to physical contact!

With a personality like that, he was doomed to be alone forever.

But today, he wasn’t alone...

"Grandfather, this is Tang Qing." Leading her to sit, Song Yijin naturally took his place beside her.

Noticing how closely Song Yijin sat next to Tang Qing, the white-bearded old man’s eyebrows shot up.

The moment Tang Qing sat down, Song Yunyun couldn’t wait and blurted out,

"Young lady... Let me ask you something."

"Are you really dating this brat?"

She was indeed a pretty young woman, bright and charming.

"Hello, Grandfather. I am... Dr. Song’s girlfriend." The girl spoke confidently but politely. Song Yunyun noticed that when she uttered the word "girlfriend," his no-good grandson’s eyes flickered with clear discomfort...

This came out of nowhere. Not long ago, when Song Yijin graduated, he was expected to join the company and take the reins.

Who knew the brat would sneak off and get a medical license!

Song Yunyun hadn’t pushed too hard. He knew his grandson had no interest in inheriting the company.

But you can’t run forever.

What he didn’t expect was that, some days ago, an anonymous tip had landed in the company’s inbox, revealing Song Yijin’s whereabouts.

Chances are, he’d pissed someone off out there, and they’d sent him packing back home...

Song Yunyun had only said it casually—get married or take over the company.

Who’d have guessed Song Yijin would actually bring someone home!

Thinking it was strange, Song Yunyun looked Tang Qing over again before he had to ask, "Tang Qing, right...?"

"How did you and my grandson... meet?"

Tang Qing replied with a smile, "We met at school."

That made sense. He'd been told Song Yijin was working undercover as a school doctor.

"And... how long have you two known each other?"

Obviously digging for information, Tang Qing didn't seem nervous at all, still smiling as she answered, "Three months."

Three months?

Doing the math in his head, that would be right after that rascal left home.

He met someone right after leaving?

That fast?

Something didn't add up. Song Yunyun's eyes flicked back and forth between the two sitting before him before suddenly asking, "Xiao Tang, do you know what my grandson's favorite food is?"

He didn't like eating anything at all.

Like some fairy who lives on air.

Though knowing the real answer, Tang Qing suddenly flashed Song Yijin a knowing look, and said playfully, "Bubble tea."

"Grandpa, he likes bubble tea."

That spoiled kid? As if that brat would ever like such a thing!

Just as expected—this girl was probably putting on a show for him!

The old man tapped his cane, gearing up to yell at Song Yijin, when...

Song Yijin suddenly spoke up on his own!

"Mhm, just started liking it recently."

What?

What was his grandson talking about?

Eyes bulging in shock, Song Yijin cleared his throat awkwardly and kept up the charade, "Tastes pretty good."