Due to motion sickness, Zhaozhao didn't say much during the whole journey. She covered her head with her coat and slept soundly. When they arrived at the Song family's place, she directly plunged into her room.
Actually, the matter of Su Yuan didn't bother Zhaozhao that much anymore. After all, kids are carefree.
But Song Yao didn't think so. On one hand, she was happy that Zhaozhao had broken up with that scumbag dragon. On the other hand, she was worried that Zhaozhao couldn't get over it. The sister who doted on her was really troubled.
Song Yao thought it over and decided that she should come up with a solution.
It was normal for a naive girl who had just come down from the mountain to want to fall in love. So, let her fall in love! As long as Song Yao was strict in screening and carefully selected the right one, there would definitely be no mistakes!
Having figured it out, Song Yao immediately sent a message to her sister group: "Sisters, invite a few men over tomorrow. They should be excellent in both character and appearance. It'd be best if they're from the Mystic Sect."
Immediately, someone from the best - friend group joked: "Oh, Miss Song has finally seen the light and wants to taste the bitterness of love?"
Song Yao replied: "It's not for me. It's for a younger sister. I'll introduce her to you tomorrow."
The best - friend group: "Sure. Where shall we meet tomorrow?"
Where to meet? Song Yao thought for a while and typed two words: "Mystic Sect". It just so happened that she had always planned to take Zhaozhao to the Mystic Sect in advance. After all, as a member of the Song family, Zhaozhao would have to join it sooner or later.
After arranging everything, Song Yao also went back to her room. She had been quite tired these days and needed a good rest.
During dinner time, Zhaozhao was still dazed when the maid of the Song family knocked on the door to wake her up.
She answered the maid's words in a daze, then lingered in bed for a while before getting up.
When she saw the leaves on the bed, the tree - spirit was really troubled. Zhaozhao carefully picked up the leaves on the bed with a melancholy look on her face. She was so unlucky!
Autumn had come, and her little tree was starting to shed leaves.
Normally, this kind of situation wouldn't occur to a tree - demon who could transform. But the problem was that Zhaozhao's transformation was rather special. Her health wasn't very good, and she couldn't control the leakage of her spiritual power. As a result, some characteristics of her original form would always show up.
Zhaozhao found her small cloth bag on the bedside table. She rummaged through it and took out a small furnace. She bunched up her little leaves and threw them into the furnace to refine them into pills, then swallowed them in one gulp.
The pill furnace was given by her third senior brother, but the method of refining pills was taught by her master.
Zhaozhao's master, the Vermilion Bird, said that her original form was full of treasures. The leaves contained the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Instead of wasting them by throwing them away, it would be better for her to eat them, which could also replenish her physical strength.
So, for such a long time, Zhaozhao had always done things this way and was quite proficient at it.
After finishing all this, Zhaozhao recited the incantation taught by her master again before going downstairs with confidence.
Her master had told her that this was a spell to strengthen her human form.
When Zhaozhao arrived at the dining room downstairs, Song Yao and Father Song were already seated.
Song Changyang saw that Zhaozhao was late and asked with concern: "Zhaozhao, are you not feeling well?"
Zhaozhao shook her head: "No, Uncle Song. I'm fine."
Song Yao knew what was going on. Afraid that her father would remind Zhaozhao of her sad memories, she exclaimed: "Oh, Dad, let's eat. Zhaozhao said she's okay."
Hearing Song Yao say this, Song Changyang didn't ask anymore.
Zhaozhao sat at the dinner table, looking at the delicious - looking food on the table, but she had no appetite at all. Because she had just eaten her little leaves and was full.
Song Yao saw that Zhaozhao didn't pick up her chopsticks. She cursed Su Yuan in her heart hundreds of times.
She thought that, just as the rumors said, he was a guy who specialized in harming little girls. Look, he had even made their little foodie depressed! Tomorrow, tomorrow she, Song Yao, must find a good man for Zhaozhao so that she could forget about that scumbag Su Yuan.
Zhaozhao didn't know what Song Yao was planning. She was just full of sorrow about her future. She thought that she would have to send her little leaves to their end with her own hands for a long time...
After dinner, Song Changyang stopped Zhaozhao, who was trying to sneak to the living room to watch TV.
"Zhaozhao, take this card. I don't understand what kind of gatherings you little girls have or what you need to buy. There's some money in this card. You can decide how to spend it. Don't treat yourself badly."
Zhaozhao looked at the black card in front of her. She didn't have much concept of money, but there was one thing she was very clear about.
She was Zhaozhao, the tree - demon from Wutong Mountain. She wasn't a real child of the Song family. She couldn't accept other people's things.
This money was for Uncle Song's little niece, not for Zhaozhao. She already felt very guilty for living in the Song family and using their things.
Zhaozhao pushed the card back: "No need, Uncle Song. I don't need it."
Song Yao strolled over from the side, picked up the card and stuffed it into Zhaozhao's upper - coat pocket. "Just take it when he gives it to you. Don't be shy."
"Cousin, I—"
"Take it!" Song Yao was impatient. Seeing that Zhaozhao still wanted to refuse, she directly covered her mouth.
Zhaozhao blinked. Alright, she would just keep it and not use it. She would return it to Uncle Song when she left!
After receiving the card, Zhaozhao was dragged by Song Yao to the study.
Song Yao pointed at the books she had specially found, such as Rules for Survival in Human Society, How Women Should Protect Themselves, and Correct Love, and said loudly: "Read these carefully tonight. I'll take you on a date tomorrow."
Zhaozhao frowned and looked at those books with a bitter face. This feeling was as if she had returned to the days when she was dominated by her master's schoolwork...
Zhaozhao raised her face pitifully: "Cousin, I can't read these..."
"Why?"
Zhaozhao: "I get a headache as soon as I see books. I can't do it. I don't want to read a single word."
Song Yao was amused. This girl was quite honest.
Looking at that face, Song Yao couldn't get angry. She could only hold her breath and find some corresponding video explanations for her.
Well, the effect was good.
Zhaozhao, the rural demon, had a headache with words, but she was very interested in this kind of human device and watched it with great enthusiasm.
Song Yao left with a black - faced expression.
At this time, in the Demon Administration Bureau, the Rotating Turtle, Zhao Lin, was on the verge of crying. He poked Nan Jia beside him and said, "Sister Jia, what's wrong with the boss? The pressure he's exuding makes me want to kneel. We still have to work overtime tonight..."
Nan Jia didn't dare to move her nine tails. She sneered in her heart: Humph... What's wrong? He offended his little sweetheart himself. Now he has to work hard to win her back.
The Earth - Listening Beast was tricked by Fu Feng into revealing what had happened on the Ten - Thousand Spirit Mountain with the promise of a one - month paid vacation. And Fu Feng, who was a gossip, posted it in the "Friends" group.
After seeing it, Nan Jia automatically filled in a one - million - word cheesy story about her boss trying to win back his wife in her mind and just wanted to shout "So cool!"
Nan Jia whispered to Zhao Lin: "I don't know. Maybe he was dumped."
"The other demons can go off work. Nan Jia..." Su Yuan's cold voice came from behind Nan Jia, scaring her into a start.
"Boss... What, what's up?"
Su Yuan curled his lips and sneered. "You've dumped three male demons again this month. They've come to the Demon Administration Bureau to make a scene no less than five times. I think you need to reflect on yourself. You'll stay in the bureau tonight and recite the Demon Rules again."
Nan Jia wanted to bang her head against the ground! This was clearly revenge!
Su Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any objections?"
"... No." How dare she?
Out of revenge, Nan Jia deliberately said: "Boss, you probably won't go to the exchange conference with the Mystic Sect this time, right? Then I'll inform Lao Yu." With that, she was about to pull the telephone line.
The exchange conference? That meant Zhaozhao might...
Su Yuan took the phone away and said coldly: "No need. I'll go this time."