The next day.
Monday.
The first day of a new week, after a pleasant weekend, people had to adjust their attitudes and re-engage in work and study.
Early in the morning, Su Xiaoyue went downstairs, planning to walk back to school.
As she exited the apartment building, she saw Old Song.
"Ms. Su."
Seeing her come out, Old Song hurried over with a smile and said to her, "Ms. Su, here is your electric scooter. Mr. Fan asked me to bring it back to you."
Su Xiaoyue looked over and indeed saw her own electric scooter.
"Mr. Fan was worried you wouldn't have a vehicle for work and instructed me to return it before you went to work. I arrived here just after five and waited for a while. Mr. Fan forgot to give me your contact number, and I didn't dare leave, fearing the scooter might get stolen, so I had to wait," Old Song explained naturally.
Su Xiaoyue smiled, "Thank you."
