Song Xiaodong returned to the hotel, and when Song Xiaoru saw that Song Xiaodong still looked a bit tired, she hurriedly had him take a bath and then go to bed.
"It wasn't because of some woman needing treatment, right?" Song Xiaoru pinched Song Xiaodong's nose and asked softly.
"It wasn't that. It was just a matter of fate," Song Xiaodong recounted the incident briefly.
After hearing it, Song Xiaoru was quite moved and said, "That Xiao Ling really is a dutiful child. You mustn't think of taking advantage of her just because you treated her father."
Song Xiaodong's face darkened as he replied, "Sis, I wouldn't do something like that, exploiting kindness for personal gains."
"I'm just reminding you. The girl probably just wants to repay you. What if you take it further and end up hurting her? Men are terrible at controlling themselves in these situations."
"Alright, I'll be careful," Song Xiaodong grinned—his past wasn't exactly spotless.
