Then he started his own club, signed a few newcomers, and formed a new team. The training base was set in the Imperial City, near their school, so it was quite convenient for Song Shijia to visit.

In the beginning, Yun Qiluo thought it was no big deal to livestream, but once Shijia left, she started to feel bored.

Without Shijia there, she could only hold her phone and talk to it by herself.

Livestreaming in any way just felt off.

No matter how many fans she had who would talk to her, it was all just text.

For the first time, Yun Qiluo realized that livestreaming was a rather dull job, requiring a certain level of patience and energy.

She also realized that she wasn’t truly enjoying it and only came back to livestream because she didn’t want to disappoint her fans on Weibo.

Without Song Shijia accompanying her, she was completely listless.

On the other hand, Ji Ruofeng would come cheerfully to the school gate every day after school to pick up Shijia to go to their club.

Earlier he didn’t have much time to spend at school and had few chances to be with Shijia. Now he can finally see Shijia every day and even spend time alone with her. Ji Xiaocao was over the moon.

This however resulted in Yun Qiluo feeling annoyed whenever she saw him, thinking he had taken her Shijia away.

Ji Ruofeng also noticed the change in Little Sister-in-law’s gaze towards him, not knowing when it became unfriendly, yet he couldn’t figure out what he did to offend her.

After pondering for a long time, he simply assumed it was his illusion.

He hadn’t spoken ill of Little Sister-in-law and even bought her food every day, so there’s no way he could be offending her.

After saying goodbye to Yun Qiluo, Ji Ruofeng happily got in the car with Song Shijia.

As soon as he closed the car door, he caught a faint scent coming from beside him.

It seemed like Shijia had just taken a shower, emitting the fresh fragrance of body wash.

He glanced sideways at the beautiful profile of the young girl sitting in the passenger seat beside him, with her still slightly damp hair and her ears tinged with a hint of red in the sunset, eyes bright and clear.

Before starting the car, he asked her, "Shijia, shall we go have dinner like yesterday?"

Song Shijia’s mind was still on Yun Qiluo, feeling a bit worried about her livestream tonight.

Hearing his words, she snapped back to reality and quickly nodded, "Sure, that works."

"What would you like to eat?"

"Anything’s fine, just something light."

Ji Ruofeng had a sensitive stomach, a lingering issue from years of irregular eating due to training, and as a long-time fan, Song Shijia was very knowledgeable about his health. Thus, she always suggested eating something light.

However, Ji Ruofeng noticed she wasn’t genuinely interested, and immediately said, "Let’s have Sichuan cuisine. I feel like having some today."

Song Shijia immediately frowned, "Your stomach isn’t good, better not eat spicy food."

"It’s alright, I’m not training now, eating healthy, and taking medication, so having spicy food occasionally is fine."

As he talked, he noticed she forgot to fasten her seatbelt, so he leaned over to help her with it.

After helping her with the seatbelt, he inadvertently caught sight of the young girl’s long eyelashes, resembling a butterfly’s beautiful wings fluttering in the sunlight.

With a sudden impulse, he leaned down to give her a quick peck on her lips.

He then hastily sat back in his own seat, feeling the side of his ears slightly warm as he sensed Song Shijia’s gaze on him. He cleared his throat and pretended nothing happened.