Song Qinian was a little surprised; didn't Shen Chiyan dislike Jiashu? Why would he accompany her to see Jiashu off?
And didn't he have a very important meeting this morning?
Just as Song Qinian was about to gesture, Shen Chiyan had already pulled her into the car.
"If you dawdle any longer, you'll have one less minute with your dear brother."
Thinking about it, Song Qinian quickly got into the car.
At the airport, the crowd surged. Song Qinian hugged Song Jiashu, her nose burning and her eyes welling up.
Song Jiashu was also reluctant to leave Song Qinian. He also wanted to cry but held back.
Because if he cried, his sister, who cried easily, might flood the airport.
He smiled at Song Qinian, trying to comfort her, "Sister, don't be sad. I'm just going abroad to study, not never coming back."
Song Qinian nodded and took out the scarf and gloves she had knitted from her bag, placing them in Song Jiashu's hands.
"You're going abroad, and I don't know what gift to give you. This scarf and these gloves are hand-knitted by me. They're a bit ugly, don't mind them."
Song Jiashu opened them and felt the softness and warmth of the scarf.
"Sister, thank you. This winter, I definitely won't be cold."
Upon seeing the red scarf and gloves, Shen Chiyan's handsome face instantly darkened.
When Song Qinian had measured his palm size, he thought the gloves were for him and had looked forward to them for a long time, only to find out they were for Song Jiashu.
Damn it, the feeling of being presumptuous was truly unpleasant.
The boarding announcement on the radio sounded again. Song Qinian caressed Song Jiashu's face and gestured reluctantly, "When you get abroad, be sure to take good care of yourself. If you lack anything or need anything, message me."
Song Jiashu sniffled, "I know. I'm grown up now, don't worry."
Saying that, Song Jiashu walked up to Shen Chiyan and warned him in a voice only they could hear, "You'd better treat my sister well, or neither Brother Shen nor I will let you off."
At this moment, Shen Chiyan thought that the "Brother Shen" Song Jiashu mentioned was just a cousin or something from the Song family and didn't take it seriously.
He stared at the scarf in Song Jiashu's arms with his dark eyes, finding it increasingly glaring. "Take care of yourself. Not causing trouble for your sister is the most important thing."
Song Jiashu let out a soft snort. When he looked at Song Qinian, his expression was once again tender, "Sister, I need to board now. You should both head back quickly."
Song Qinian nodded. For Song Jiashu's future, they had to part ways despite their reluctance.
A brief separation was for a better reunion.
Watching Song Jiashu's retreating figure, Song Qinian realized that the little boy who used to follow her around had truly grown up.
Only when Song Jiashu disappeared around the corner did Song Qinian finally let out tears.
Shen Chiyan was already in a bad mood. Seeing Song Qinian crying over another man made him even more annoyed.
He took out a tissue and wiped away Song Qinian's tears, not very gently. "That's enough. You're crying so unattractively and you won't stop!"
Song Qinian: "..."
With her tearful deer-like eyes, she glared at Shen Chiyan and sniffled. She was so sad, yet he offered no comfort and even scolded her.
On the way back, Song Qinian remained immersed in the grief of parting with Song Jiashu.
Shen Chiyan was very irritable. When they reached the company building, Gao Kunlun wisely got out of the car first.
Song Qinian only realized the car had stopped when she heard the door close. She tidied her emotions and was about to open the car door to get out when Shen Chiyan grabbed her.
Song Qinian looked at him with surprise and met Shen Chiyan's dark, sullen, handsome face.
"Song Qinian, if one day, your dear brother and I fell into the water, who would you save first?"
Song Qinian: "..."
Didn't both of them know how to swim? They could swim up on their own, so why would she need to jump in and save them?
Seeing that Song Qinian didn't answer immediately, Shen Chiyan's expression grew uglier. "Do you need to hesitate over this question?"
Song Qinian didn't know what was wrong with Shen Chiyan all of a sudden, but according to their usual dynamic, she had to go along with him at this point. So, she pointed at Shen Chiyan. "I'll save you first."
Upon hearing this, Master Shen's expression immediately improved. Then, as if remembering something, he continued, "Winter is coming, and I need a pair of cotton gloves and a scarf. Do you understand?"
Song Qinian blinked. Shen Chiyan never wore scarves, did he? And his gloves were always the fingerless type. Cotton gloves would be inconvenient for work, wouldn't they?
Moreover, she really couldn't imagine what Shen Chiyan would look like wearing cute cotton gloves.
"What? Do you have an opinion?"
Song Qinian quickly shook her head. How dare she have an opinion about him?
"If you understand, then get it done quickly."
Song Qinian didn't dare to delay Master Shen's order at all. After work that day, she went to the mall and bought a gray scarf and gloves. That evening, she took them to the room Shen Chiyan had assigned.
Shen Chiyan looked at the bag, somewhat incredulously. "A scarf and gloves?"
Song Qinian nodded.
"You got it done so quickly?"
Song Qinian nodded again. Buying them didn't take too much time.
Shen Chiyan thought that perhaps Song Qinian had gotten skilled at knitting the scarf for Song Jiashu, and could finish one in a day.
He took the bag and took out the scarf and gloves...
And then he saw the labels attached to the scarf and gloves, with the brand, size, and material clearly written.
In his entire life, Shen Chiyan had never felt so speechless.
The face-slap came so fast, it was almost like a tornado.
Good!
Very good!
She actually tried to pass off store-bought scarves and gloves to fool him!
Seeing the eerie smile on Shen Chiyan's face, Song Qinian's heart skipped a beat. She quickly gestured, "Don't you like this color? Or this style?"
The next second, the items in Shen Chiyan's hand were thrown at her. Song Qinian instinctively caught them and looked at him, confused.
"Heh... The things you made for your brother were hand-knitted, but the ones for me were bought from the mall. And you said you'd save me before your brother if we both fell into the water. Song Qinian, do you really think I'm that easy to fool?"
Song Qinian was stunned for a long time. What was going on?
Shen Chiyan didn't want store-bought ones, he wanted her to knit them?
Then why didn't he just tell her directly?
She had initially wanted to knit him a scarf herself, but she was afraid he would dislike it, so she ended up buying one from the mall.
"Then... I'll knit you one?"
"No need!"
Song Qinian nodded. If he didn't need it, then so be it. She was too lazy to put in the effort.
But the unpredictable Master Shen became unhappy again. "I said no need, and you're not knitting it?"
Song Qinian: "..."
A man's heart is truly like a needle at the bottom of the sea.