【Song Lian: So that's it? I guess I was overthinking [smile]】
【Su Zhiyi: What were you overthinking?】
【Song Lian: I was thinking you might want to be friends with him.】
【Song Lian: The Si family is complicated, and none of them are easy to deal with, including Si Yanjing.】
【Song Lian: Zhiyi, I trust you, but I still want to warn you.】
【Song Lian: Si Yanjing isn't someone suitable to be friends with.】
The more Su Zhiyi read these messages, the stranger they seemed.
Why did Song Lian like badmouthing others so much?
Last time he spoke ill of Su Qinghuai, and now he was doing the same to Si Yanjing.
Maybe... Song Lian was jealous because she had contact with so many men?
Or was he genuinely worried about her safety, as he claimed?
Su Zhiyi didn't dwell on it.
Whichever the reason, it didn't matter. She just needed to go along with his words and pacify him.
At worst, she'd avoid contact with the other two when around him.
【Su Zhiyi: Got it~】
【Su Zhiyi: I know you care about me. If you don't want me to have too much contact with him, I won't.】
Su Zhiyi also sent a cute cat meme.
She agreed readily, showing no resistance to Song Lian's request to minimize contact with Si Yanjing.
Just like when Song Lian told her not to associate with Su Qinghuai—she believed whatever he said and didn't even question it, agreeing lightly.
It seemed that to her, all these men were merely casual acquaintances.
Song Lian seemed relieved and dropped the topic. Instead, he asked what she had for dinner, told her it was late, and urged her to sleep early.
After exchanging goodnights, Su Zhiyi decisively exited the chat with no lingering attachment.
The next second, she opened the chat with Si Yanjing, with whom she had just solemnly promised she wouldn't interact often.
Si Yanjing really talked a lot.
Before she posted on Moments, she had seen dozens of messages from him, more than the combined total from Song Lian and Su Qinghuai.
While she was chatting with Song Lian, Si Yanjing sent over a dozen more.
He must have learned from somewhere—his messages looked numerous, but half were pointless rambling.
【Si Yanjing: Did you get home?】
【Si Yanjing: I just got home.】
【Si Yanjing: [Photo]】
【Si Yanjing: Look, my cat clung to me as soon as I walked in.】
【Si Yanjing: Do you like cats?】
【Si Yanjing: My cat can do backflips.】
【Si Yanjing: [Video]】
Although those boring messages were a bit annoying, the barrage showed he was eager to find a topic to talk with her.
Si Yanjing gave it his all, and Su Zhiyi reciprocated with equal enthusiasm.
It was just typing—providing him some emotional support didn't cost her a cent.
Her favorite method was boosting rapport through screens, without meeting or spending money.
Patience, she replied to all his messy messages.
【Su Zhiyi: I got home a while ago.】
【Su Zhiyi: I just took a shower, so I only saw your messages now.】
【Su Zhiyi: I love furry animals! Especially cats!】
【Su Zhiyi: Your cat is so cute. Its fur looks so soft and smooth—I want to pet it.】
【Su Zhiyi: And it can do backflips? That's amazing. Did you teach it?】
Si Yanjing on the other end must have been holding his phone waiting for her reply, because he responded instantly.
【Si Yanjing: Mm.】
【Si Yanjing: She's very smart. She understands some simple commands.】
【Si Yanjing: Do you like her?】
【Su Zhiyi: Of course I do.】
【Su Zhiyi: What's her name?】