In the ward, Song Zhizhi got to know his new bodyguard and was discharged from the hospital.

At the gate of the hospital, Wei Ziming said to Lu Xiaolang, "I'll leave first. Does Xiaolang know that Xiaolang must protect your master in the future?"

"Okay, Master." Lu Xiaolang was extremely respectful.

Every time Song Zhizhi heard the name "master", he was furious.

She spoke to Wei Ziming, "Brother Ziming, it's rare to come back once. Stay here for a meal before leaving."

Wei Ziming looked at Song Zhizhi.

It's not an illusion, it seems that this is the first time Wei Ziming has been seeing her directly since he entered the ward.

Wei Ziming in my memory is not so cold. When I returned to her house when I was a child, I would still take her to play. But thinking about it, it seems natural that Wei Ziming has been in the army for many years and has become stiff in his personality.

"Yes." Wei Ziming agreed.

Song Zhizhi really didn't expect that Wei Ziming was so easy to talk to, and she thought he would refuse.

She smiled and said, "Go into my car."

Wei Ziming nodded, turned around and walked towards his car, explained a few words to his driver, and sat in the car with Song Zhixing.

Song Zhizhi was driving, Wei Ziming was sitting in the passenger cab, and Song Zhizhi and Lu Xiaolang were sitting in the back seat.

The car is a little quiet.

Song Zhizhi opened the topic and asked Lu Xiaolang beside him, "How old are you, Xiaolang?"

“18 years old.”

"Are you only 18 years old?" Song Zhizhi exclaimed.

"But she is very skilled." Wei Ziming added.

"I don't have the ability to doubt her, I just think she's so small." Since it was the bodyguard that Wei Ziming personally asked her, she would not question it at all.

Song Zhizhi thought about it and asked again, "Where is your family?"

So when I was young, I came out to work as a bodyguard, wouldn’t my family feel sorry for me?

"I don't have family." Lu Xiaolang replied, "I grew up in Wulin Temple."

"Monk?" Song Zhizhi blurted out.

"It's a nun." Lu Xiaolang was serious.

After all, they are girls.

Song Zhizhi also discovered his slip of the tongue and laughed, "Yes, yes, nun. Then have you been secular?"

"Not yet, I haven't thought about it." Lu Xiaolang replied.

"Oh." Song Zhizhi nodded and thought of something, "Why are you called Master Ziming?"

As far as she knows, Wei Ziming has not become a monk.

Wei Ziming explained, "When I was carrying out a mission in the army, I accidentally encountered Xiaolang. She helped us complete the mission at that time. Xiaolang was very interested in our guns, so I briefly taught her that she was talented and now she is a sharpshooter."

After a pause, he said, "Little Wolf was picked up by a monk from Wulin Temple in the wolves. At that time, Xiao Wolf was a baby and was raised by a wolf. The monk from Wulin Temple brought her back, so his name was Lu Xiaolang. I took her out this time, on the one hand, because she was indeed extraordinary and not inferior to me, and on the other hand, she also wanted her to see the outside world. It was a talent to leave her in Wulin Temple."

"Yes." Song Zhizhi nodded.

"Because Xiaolang grew up in Wulin Temple, he doesn't understand many things outside. You have to understand some things that are not good at doing well."

"Don't say such polite words, I want to thank you." Song Zhizhi said quickly.

Lu Xiaolang is obviously a person with a innocent background, even if Wei Ziming didn't say it out loud, and what she needed was such a bodyguard.

"By the way, can the little wolf drive?" Song Zhizhi asked.

Growing up in Wulin Temple, I probably haven't been in contact with it.

"No." Lu Xiaolang replied.

"Then I'll sign up for you in the driving school class. I need you to drive when I go out in the future." Song Zhizhi spoke.

"Yes." Lu Xiaolang was so respectful to her.

Song Zhizhi was really not used to it, but she figured it out and slowly changed it.

As they were talking about something along the way, Song Zhizhe parked the car to the Song family villa. The villa was very large and there were no servants. Song Zhizhi ordered takeaway, and the four of them sat around the table to have a meal.

"Is the food not suitable for your appetite?" Song Zhizhi asked Lu Xiaolang.

Lu Xiaolang almost always cooked food, but he didn't see her picking up food.

Lu Xiaolang quickly spoke, "I'm married and can't eat meat."

Song Zhizhi reacted. She quickly said, "Sorry, I forgot. This is a bean pod dish, fried in food oil, you can eat it. I will prepare a copy for you in the future."

"Thank you." Lu Xiaolang picked up the bean pods with chopsticks and put them into the bowl, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Song Zhizhi looked at Lu Xiaolang and turned to look at Wei Ziming, "Brother Ziming, are you usually busy in the army?"

"Sometimes it's very busy, sometimes it's not busy, what's wrong?"

"You rarely come back." Song Zhizhi said.

Wei Ziming seemed to be stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.

"You have basically never come back since my mother passed away. In fact, even if my mother passed away, the Song family will still be your home." Song Zhizhi said.

She has treated him as her own brother since she was a child. He used to take her to play when she was a child. In my memory, he was actually a very warm big brother.

"Yes." Wei Ziming nodded.

Song Zhizhi didn't know if he agreed to the word "可" or just didn't want to continue the topic. He would become so unfamiliar if he didn't see him for a long time.

She didn't say much.

After dinner, Wei Ziming left, and Song Zhizhi was left in the courtyard, and Song Zhizhi still had Lu Xiaolang.

Song Zhizhi arranged a room for Lu Xiaolang and returned to the room to rest himself.

Lying on the bed, she signed up for Lu Xiaolang to drive a driving school class online and made an appointment to start studying next week.

After thinking about it, he sent Ji Baijian another text message, "Go home safely."

I just think Ji Baijian cares about him, although this introverted man never says it.

In her previous life, she always thought that Yi Wenhan was the best man to her. He would say and of course do it. Everything was very obvious, but in the end she had bad intentions.

In this life, Ji Baijian said nothing, and sometimes even had a hateful tongue, but she could feel the kindness he was deeply in his heart to her.

The text message ringtone rang, and Song Zhizhi checked.

Ji Baijian replied with four words, "It's good if you haven't died."

Song Zhizhi gritted his teeth.

This man doesn't have a good word.

She edited the text message, "It seems that the wedding will be postponed."

"What else?" replied there.

"Do you have a big opinion of me?" Song Zhizhi asked.

"Adding to repent the marriage."

"You didn't do work for your family?" Song Zhizhi was unhappy.

It's clear that all agreed.

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Okay, I was doing some activities in the bookstore comment area now, but the comment area will be maintained in the past few days, so I can count it.

I am not that stingy. I will continue to update the second time today (2 pm). Don’t ask why, I am happy.

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Song Zhizhi: Author, don’t lie, you are just afraid of losing your readers.

Author: You seem to be not afraid of it...

Ji Baijian: She is not afraid, she has me.

The author vomits blood and catches him off guard against a mouthful of dog food.
Chapter completed!