After Running Away From Her Wedding, The Tsundere Young Lady Went Crazy - Chapter 29

If you like them, I’ll buy them all

The car drove smoothly along University Road, with shadows of trees and patches of sunlight dancing across the windshield. Ji Songshu sat in the passenger seat, leaning outward against the window, staring blankly at the passing traffic.

An SUV drove by; its license plate was surprisingly from the far north. She wondered how it had made it all the way down to Fengyuan. Another car passed—wow, a Hatsune Miku itasha…

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a white sports car in the rearview mirror, following closely behind them.

Subconsciously, she felt it was a bit strange. A sports car with such low ground clearance and a sleek body could accelerate to hundreds of miles per hour with a single tap of the pedal. Why was it content to crawl behind them? There were clear lanes on both sides for overtaking.

Moreover, it seemed to have been there several turns ago. Despite several lane changes, the car remained at a constant distance, trailing them persistently.

Unable to resist taking a few more glances, Ji Songshu felt the car looked familiar. She felt as though she had seen it somewhere before, and she furrowed her brows in thought.

A few fragments flashed through her mind—it seemed to be in Shang Keyu’s garage… No, no. She quickly dismissed the possibility. Shang Keyu was out of town; why would she be here, following them in a car? She wouldn’t be that bored!

Why am I always thinking about Shang Keyu? Ji Songshu slapped her face hard, but her thoughts soon drifted away again.

“Songshu, what do you want to eat?” Shen Weiyi tried to pull back the attention of the person in the passenger seat.

There was no response.

She called out several times before Ji Songshu snapped out of her daze. She turned her head blankly, uttered an “Ah?” and asked, “Were you calling me?”

“I just asked you,” Shen Weiyi said patiently, “what do you want for lunch?”

“It’s up to you. I’m not a picky eater; anything is fine,” Ji Songshu said casually.

“Italian?”

“Mhm.”

“You seem distracted,” Shen Weiyi said bluntly. “Do you really dislike eating alone with me that much?”

“No, I just didn’t sleep well last night.” Ji Songshu withdrew her gaze and sat up straight.

“Do you hate me so much that the thought of coming out with me keeps you awake?”

“What?” Ji Songshu was startled, shocked by her wording. “I don’t hate you.”

“Then, do you like me even a little bit?”

“Of course I do, as a friend,” Ji Songshu said frankly. She was tired of dealing with these repeated probings and felt it was better to be clear early on. “Before Xiao Xi is fully recovered, I have no intention of dating.”

No intention of dating?

Then what is the person currently following us in that car?

Shen Weiyi swept a sharp glance at the sports car in the rearview mirror and chuckled. At the very last second of the green light, she abruptly changed lanes, turned the car around, shook off the following vehicle, and headed back the way they came.

“Where are we going? Aren’t we eating anymore?” Ji Songshu was puzzled.

“We’re going to help Chaoxi with her discharge. We’ll pick her up, and the three of us can eat together.”

Half an hour later, Ye Qingyu dragged a reluctant Shang Keyu into a restaurant specializing in Italian cuisine.

Both were wearing wide-brimmed straw hats and sunglasses that covered half their faces. Dressed in black windbreakers, they looked like two suspicious characters who couldn’t pass security—especially with their sneaky movements.

“I didn’t expect them to have such strong anti-surveillance awareness. That sudden lane change made us lose them. Fortunately, I am the ‘Goddess of Luck’; I managed to run into them again…”

Ye Qingyu was muttering as she walked ahead. Shang Keyu didn’t really want to acknowledge her.

“Why do we have to dress like this?” Shang Keyu pulled down her sunglasses in disgust, revealing eyes filled with speechlessness and disdain.

“Stealth! Stealth!” Ye Qingyu panicked and hurriedly grabbed her sleeve, warning her in a hissing whisper.

“What would you two like to order?” A waiter suddenly appeared behind them. Ye Qingyu jumped in place from the fright.

Helpless, Shang Keyu grabbed her arm and sat her down in a semi-enclosed booth nearby.

“What would the two of you like to eat?”

“A Margherita pizza,” Shang Keyu said.

“Apologies, Miss, we don’t have Margherita pizza here.”

Ye Qingyu recovered: “I want a Hawaiian pizza, and please add extra pineapple.”

Hearing the word “pineapple,” Shang—who had lived in Italy for over ten years—Keyu wrinkled her nose. She wore a look that was hard to describe, as if she had heard of durian dumplings or strawberry-filled meat buns.

When the food was served, her expression looked like she had seen a ghost.

“What on earth is this?”

“It’s Hawaiian pizza.” Ye Qingyu picked up a slice and held it under Shang Keyu’s nose. “Pizza and pineapple are a perfect match! Try it.”

Shang Keyu pinched her nose and retreated repeatedly. “I will absolutely not eat that.”

“What, you, Shang Keyu, would rather starve to death than eat a single piece of pineapple pizza here?” Ye Qingyu stuffed the pizza into her own mouth and said indistinctly, “Just you wait for the ‘it’s actually good’ moment!”

While eating, Ye Qingyu craned her neck and looked around, finally spotting a familiar figure in a corner.

She pointed to a booth in the distance and said to Shang Keyu, “That’s my best friend. She’s super beautiful. Take a quiet look, but don’t make a scene.”

As if she didn’t know the meaning of discretion, Shang Keyu turned her head and stared directly in the direction pointed, her gaze fixed for a long time.

Ji Songshu sat in her chair, holding up a glass of orange juice. Three glass cups collided with a crisp clink.

“Congratulations on being discharged, Xiao Xi!”

“Congratulations on being discharged, Chaoxi!”

“Congratulations to me for being discharged!”

Shen Weiyi sat on the left side of the table with a folded wheelchair beside her. Ji Songshu and Ji Chaoxi sat on the other side.

Ji Chaoxi had suggested this restaurant. In the hospital, she had grown accustomed to flavorless, strictly proportioned dietary fiber meals. The first thing she wanted upon getting out was to eat something with flavor.

At this moment, eating the long-awaited salted egg yolk tender chicken pizza, she was almost moved to tears. she ate in large gulps, too busy to speak.

Ji Songshu looked at her sister with eyes full of tenderness. Shen Weiyi, meanwhile, kept her gaze fixed on Ji Songshu, initiating a conversation after some deliberation.

“Songshu, how is your piano practice going?”

“It’s alright.”

“Do you have a teacher guiding you?”

“No.”

“Then, have you heard of Wang Yuran?”

Ji Songshu nodded. That name carried significant weight; she was a former winner of the Chopin Competition and an internationally recognized piano master.

“Would you like to become her apprentice?” Shen Weiyi asked with a smile, propping up her chin.

Ji Songshu rubbed her ears, thinking she had misheard.

Would she like to? Of course!

To receive guidance from an international master was a dream for anyone who played the piano. Such an opportunity was rare and couldn’t be bought with money. However, she didn’t want to owe Shen Weiyi such a huge favor. Ji Songshu bit her lip, appearing hesitant.

Ji Chaoxi looked up from her pizza, her eyes shifting between her sister, Shen Weiyi, and another burning gaze coming from elsewhere.

After a moment of thought, she said, “Sister, I want to see you shining brightly on the stage.”

That was the decisive sentence. Ji Songshu was moved by her sister’s sparkling eyes. She pursed her lips and said, “Alright then. We can schedule a time later, though I don’t know if the master will approve of me.”

“She definitely will,” Shen Weiyi smiled.

The waiter interrupted their conversation to deliver the rest of the food. Escargot, cream of mushroom soup, and tiramisu looked delicious and inviting under the warm overhead lights.

Ji Songshu took a photo with her phone and excitedly shared it with Ye Qingyu. Just as she was about to put her phone down, she remembered something and forwarded the same photo to Shang Keyu, with the caption: [Out eating with friends, trying snails for the first time].

Ding-dong— Ding-dong—

Two notification sounds rang out in succession.

Ye Qingyu grabbed her phone and saw it was a message from Ji Songshu. Her pupils trembled instantly, and she looked toward Ji Songshu’s direction cautiously, terrified of being caught stalking.

With trembling hands, she clicked on it and found it was just the usual food sharing. She breathed a sigh of relief and began typing a reply rapidly.

Beside her, Shang Keyu had yet to look away.

She looked toward the direction Ye Qingyu had pointed. There was a large potted plant obstructing part of the view, leaving only a clear-faced, refined girl with a ponytail visible. She was clearly a natural beauty.

“She is quite pretty,” Shang Keyu said. “But she looks so young, maybe only sixteen or seventeen.”

“All beauties are like that; you can’t tell their real age,” Ye Qingyu said.

The person opposite the girl stood up, revealing a familiar and annoying face.

Shang Keyu hadn’t expected to see Shen Weiyi here.

This person is approaching my fiancée to steal her away while also going on dates with other girls?

She wrinkled her nose, wearing an expression of even greater disdain than when she saw the pineapple pizza.

She picked up her phone to check the previous message. Just then, a new message arrived, covering Ji Songshu’s message. Shang Keyu glanced down and let out a cold laugh.

“Why are you smiling so sinisterly? You look like a villain,” Ye Qingyu complained.

“I’ll take my leave first,” Shang Keyu stood up. “Tonight, I need to watch a good show.”

At the other table, the phone lying to the side lit up. Shen Weiyi, returning from getting more drinks, glanced at the screen. A flicker of irritation crossed her eyes, and she quickly turned the phone off.

“Sorry, I have something to take care of tonight. I’ll send you both back after we finish eating.”

“It’s okay. If you’re busy, I can just take Chaoxi home,” Ji Songshu said.

Ultimately, Shen Weiyi insisted on driving them home before rushing off to the place she didn’t want to go at all.

Ji Songshu pushed her sister’s wheelchair into the elevator. Watching the floor numbers increase, she felt a bit nervous.

This was the first time she was bringing her sister back to her own place.

If she had known it would be today, she would have tidied up the room. The snacks she hadn’t finished while playing games with Qingqing the other day were still on the table.

Entering the door, Ji Chaoxi looked around and let out a startled cry, covering her mouth: “Sister, has the Pei family changed their ways? Letting you live in such a big house.”

“Pei Jiyue used to live here, but she’s gone abroad now, so I got the bargain.”

As if suddenly remembering something, Ji Songshu scurried into the room and brought out a Rubber Duck nightgown.

“Ta-da! Xiao Xi, I prepared this for you! Isn’t it cute?”

Ji Chaoxi blinked, feeling a bit helpless. “Sister, I’m sixteen already.”

“But, it’s the same style as mine…” Ji Songshu muttered softly.

However, she quickly regained her spirits, opened her phone’s photo album, and held it before Ji Chaoxi’s eyes.

“To celebrate your discharge, I picked out a few gifts for you. Take a look—which one do you like? If you like them all, I’ll buy them all.”

Ji Songshu spread her arms and announced loudly.

“Don’t worry about the money. Your sister has recently struck it rich.”

“Struck it rich?” Ji Chaoxi looked up suspiciously.

…How to explain the reason? That I met a wealthy and generous sugar-mamma? No, no, absolutely not! Can’t set a bad example for a child.

Ji Songshu maintained her smile and said, “Actually, I won the lottery.”

Ji Chaoxi nodded noncommittally, appearing to accept the answer.

Seeing that she had bluffed her way through, Ji Songshu quickly changed the subject, leaning in to introduce the gifts she had chosen.

The two heads leaned together, pointing at the photos on the screen.

“This is a smart watch; it can monitor your heart rate and sleep quality in real-time, which will help with your recovery…”

“This is a Lego model, the one you told me you wanted before…”

“Or, if you want jewelry, this bracelet is very cute. Gold prices have been rising lately, so it’s good to buy some early…”

“And, this is—”

Her voice stopped abruptly. Her finger froze on the screen. Ji Songshu felt her head heat up, and her cheeks began to burn.

On the screen was a photo of Shang Keyu.