In the final exam, Little Candy did not do well.

Little Candy, who had always been ranked first in the class, only ranked tenth this time.

After Ning'an resigned and returned home, she saw that Little Candy was unhappy and didn't say anything. He only encouraged her to take the test well next time and to be serious in class, as she would go to elementary school in the second half of the year.

Little Candy nodded obediently, but there was infinite disappointment in her big eyes.

Ning An guessed that she might be sad because she didn't do well in the exam, and touched her head: "Little Candy, don't be sad. Mommy will take you to the beach in two days, okay?"

Little Candy nodded: "Dad, are you going too?"

"Dad doesn't have time, mom can just take you there."

Little Candy nodded again, suddenly thinking of that bad uncle.

She doesn't dare to mess around with her father, but unlike her bad uncle, he won't be unhappy if she makes trouble with him, and he will especially accommodate her.

Little Candy didn't know why she thought of her bad uncle again. She didn't like him anymore, so why did she still think of him?

He is so bad.

It rained that night.

It has not rained in New York City for a long time. The heavy summer rain poured down from the sky, and raindrops as big as peas bounced on the ground, like pearls.

The sky was dark, and bolts of lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, illuminating the entire city, followed closely by the rumble of thunder.

Sister-in-law Wu took a few days off and went back, so Ning An had to go to the supermarket alone to buy groceries at night.

She also wants to cook for Little Candy herself.

It hadn't rained yet when she came to the supermarket. When she went out, she found that it was raining so hard.

Ning An raised his head and looked at the sky, holding the bag helplessly.

Her home is not far from the supermarket, but if she walked back, she would be soaked in the water.

After standing under the corridor for a while, I didn't expect that the rain didn't stop, but became heavier and heavier.

At this moment, a tall figure walked over, holding a black umbrella tightly in his hand, with strong steps and deep eyes.

It's Song Shaojun.

"An'an, why don't you call me." Song Shaojun moved the umbrella over and looked at her with a pair of sharp and gloomy eyes, "It's raining so hard. You clearly know that I live nearby."

The sound of rain almost drowned out Song Shaojun's voice, and there was a hint of helplessness in his deep voice.

That kind of helplessness, as long as silk rain, sighing quietly.

Ning An smiled back and just looked at him as usual.

"I know that after five years, you still don't have me in your heart." Song Shaojun's face turned a little pale and his eyes lost their sparkle. "No matter what happens, the first thing you think of is not me."

"No." Ning An shook his head and said in a hurried tone, "Mr. Song, I'm just... used to being alone. In fact, I can do it. I can buy an umbrella and go back."

"No need to explain, give me the bag." Song Shaojun stretched out his hand.

Ning An hesitated, but finally handed the shopping bag to Song Shaojun.

Song Shaojun held an umbrella and sent her back.

Along the way, it rained heavily, and an umbrella could not block the rain. Song Shaojun kept tilting the umbrella towards her.

The heavy rain soaked his shoulders, but Ning An was unharmed.

Not far away, in a black Mercedes-Benz, sparks flickered on the spacious back seat.

Mo Xiu's sharp eyes looked out the window through the rain. He took a long drag on his cigarette. The smoke swirled around his silver-white mask, and the narrow car was filled with the smell of cigarettes.
Chapter completed!