Seeing Shen Qingling's handsome face, the young girl immediately blushed.
That face seemed to be etched into her mind.
She couldn't help but recall how the young man had held her; perhaps this was what it was like for a novel's male lead to step into reality.
Rumor had it that Shen Qingling was an aloof and arrogant god, always keeping his distance from girls, an unapproachable high mountain flower that countless goddesses had failed to conquer.
Because of this, Shen Qingling had never been in a relationship, remaining an unattainable white moonlight for everyone, dared by no one to approach.
Yet, such a god's name appeared in the news alongside hers, and some even began shipping her and Shen Qingling, which secretly pleased her a little.
This was Shen Qingling, after all! Who could understand her feelings?
077 reminded him, "Song Zhining's affection for you has increased by 5 points."
Shen Qingling didn't know what the young girl in front of him was imagining; her already slightly red face grew even redder, and her long eyelashes fluttered, looking very cute.
Thinking of Song Zhining's fate, and seeing the smiling, bright-as-spring young girl before him, Shen Qingling offered a faint smile, feeling that he had done a good deed.
"It's good that you're okay."
Song Zhining didn't dare to meet Shen Qingling's gaze; her heart pounded whenever she saw his face. She cautiously pointed to the spot beside him, "C-can I sit next to you?"
The person in front of her always gave her an untouchable feeling, making her cautious even when approaching him.
Shen Qingling smiled faintly, "Sit down. You don't really need to thank me. It's very likely you were implicated because of me, so helping you was only right."
Song Zhining's affection increased by another 5 points.
He knew his identity yet didn't seek gratitude; instead, he comforted her and took all the responsibility upon himself. He was too good!
As expected of Shen Qingling! A god truly is a god!
The young girl sat beside him and softly said, "This thank you is definitely deserved. No matter what, you saved me and preserved my reputation."
Shen Qingling asked with a serious expression, "Have things been clarified? Who kidnapped you?"
Song Zhining propped her chin and shook her head, "Sigh, they haven't found out yet. They only know it was a girl. That place was an abandoned restroom with no surveillance, and usually no one goes there, so it won't be easy to find out anytime soon. We can only wait for the police's results."
"I knew I shouldn't have believed her nonsense so easily. It's truly frightening; now I don't dare to trust anyone."
"But thankfully you helped me. Thank you for your clothes..."
Suddenly, Song Zhining paused as she spoke.
Oh no, why did she bring that up!
She turned her face to observe Shen Qingling's expression and saw that his ears were a little red. Song Zhining secretly giggled.
He responded with a somewhat unnatural expression, "Let's forget about that. I... didn't see anything. You don't need to take it to heart."
The more Shen Qingling spoke, the more uncomfortable he became. Song Zhining suddenly found him very cute, and her eyes curved into crescents.
She hadn't expected Shen Qingling to be so pure; he must be shy.
The unrevealed side of the cool academic god was seen by her, how interesting.
077's voice sounded again, "Song Zhining's affection increased by 5 points... No, is this girl a master of overthinking? I suspect she's about to fall in love with you."
"That's not surprising. The original host's public image is that of a cold god. When she suddenly sees such a contrasting side, she naturally finds it interesting."
"No woman can resist a handsome and pure good man like me, right? Especially a rich young lady from a wealthy family who has seen plenty of playboys."
"Host, you should thank the original host for establishing such a flawless good persona for you."
"It's fine. Even if the original host was a philandering scumbag, I could still win them over."
—I can pretend to be whatever they like.
Just then, Song Zhining's phone rang. She excused herself to Shen Qingling and went to answer the call.
Song Zhining's father, who was doing business abroad, immediately booked a flight back to China upon hearing about Song Zhining's incident.
A few minutes later, Song Zhining sat back down.
"My dad said he wants to invite you to our house for dinner this weekend to thank you for saving me this time. Do you have time?"
Song Zhining looked at him with anticipation; she wanted Shen Qingling to come to her house but was afraid he would refuse.
"I apologize, Miss Song, I'm not sure if I'll have time this weekend."
A cold god must maintain a cold demeanor; if he's too easily approachable, girls might think he's easily obtainable. The more unattainable, the more unforgettable he becomes. The white moonlight is a white moonlight precisely because it's out of reach.
He had already shown enough gentleness to Song Zhining today; any more would make it seem cheap.
Song Zhining, being a young lady, was rarely rejected. She was first surprised, and then...
And then her affection increased again.
So many people wanted to get close to their Song Family but never had the chance, yet now that the opportunity was presented, Shen Qingling still refused. He was truly different.
Song Zhining asked doubtfully, "Do you have something to do this weekend?"
Shen Qingling stated calmly, "I have a part-time job."
Along with Shen Qingling's astonishing looks and outstanding grades, his poverty was also well-known.
However, everyone only knew his family background wasn't good, not that he was actually an orphan.
Hearing that Shen Qingling was going to work part-time to earn money, Song Zhining...
Song Zhining's affection increased again.
077 was almost numb: "No, what's wrong with this girl? Did you drug her? Is she that easy to win over?"
"She probably thinks I'm very independent and self-reliant. After all, she's a flower raised in a greenhouse, unaware of worldly struggles. She would naturally admire someone like me who earns money with their own hands and can speak about it so openly."
"To put it simply, she has a filter for me now, so she thinks everything about me is good, and her affection naturally soars."
This also indicated that Song Zhining was a girl with very sound values; she wouldn't look down on Shen Qingling because of his humble background, nor would she find it laughable that he had to work to earn money.
Song Zhining looked a little disappointed, then she tentatively said, "Then, can we add each other on WeChat? If you have time, just let me know, okay?"
She blinked and continued, "Don't worry, I won't bother you."
Shen Qingling wouldn't refuse to add WeChat. Under the young girl's expectant gaze, he took out his phone and opened his WeChat QR code.
Song Zhining, with a mix of nervousness and excitement, added Shen Qingling on WeChat.
Afterward, Shen Qingling found an excuse to leave.
Song Zhining stood there, watching his receding figure, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
Only after Shen Qingling disappeared did she jump up and down.
"Yes! I added the god's WeChat!"
She quickly changed her chat background to the iconic photo of Shen Qingling carrying her out.
That picture was incredibly popular on the hot search, and Shen Qingling became thoroughly famous. His face was much more handsome than current popular celebrities, and the comments below were simply unreadable, filled with all sorts of praises and 'licking the screen' remarks.
Seeing Shen Qingling's handsome face on her phone, she couldn't help but exclaim again, "How can there be such a handsome man, and one who even carried me? Ah, just thinking about it is unbearable."
Meanwhile, Shen Qingling, who had boarded the bus, heard another system broadcast.
"Song Zhining's affection increased by 5 points..."
