Although Zhao Zhao had promised Su Yuan to go to the Demon Management Bureau and informed those who needed to be informed, it wasn't something that could be done right away.
Right now, there was one thing Zhao Zhao had to take care of, and that was her ID card.
These days, whether you were a demon or a human, as long as you were a legal citizen, you had to have an ID card to prove your identity.
However, for all those years, Zhao Zhao had been living on Wutong Mountain. There was no need for an ID card on the mountain, so she didn't have one. Even if she did, it would be for a little tree demon, which wouldn't work here.
So Su Yuan sent her back to Song Yao. He actually wanted to take her away directly. It wasn't difficult to get an ID card, but the problem was that he didn't know Zhao Zhao's date of birth, so he didn't know how old she was.
When they were walking, Su Yuan actually asked Zhao Zhao about her age. But how did Zhao Zhao answer?
With an innocent face, Zhao Zhao thought for a long time and then said, "Me? I'm thirty - eight years old!"
In response, there was a long silence from Su Yuan, which made Zhao Zhao feel uncertain.
Normally, Zhao Zhao might not have given such an outrageous age. But the problem was that she was preoccupied with what her master had said about not being able to use magic in the Wuhuang Valley. She was wracking her brains on how to deal with it, so she completely forgot that her cousin Song Yao was only in her twenties.
Confused, she could only think to compare with her real age of 200 years. In her mind, she even thought that thirty - something was quite young.
"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with my age?" Zhao Zhao asked Su Yuan carefully.
Su Yuan was left speechless. He thought to himself, What right do I have to be dissatisfied?
"Zhao Zhao, have you never been to school?" Considering Zhao Zhao's various behaviors, Su Yuan suddenly suspected her educational level.
She couldn't even get her age right. She seemed like an illiterate.
Sure enough, Zhao Zhao looked innocent. "School? What's that? I've never been." She had only flown in the sky with the birds on Wutong Mountain.
Sighing, Su Yuan rubbed his forehead helplessly. Just now he was still suspicious of her, but now he was already planning how to teach this little girl himself in the days to come.
He really had endless worries.
After leaving Zhao Zhao with Song Yao, Su Yuan first told Zhao Zhao that he would come to pick her up the next evening and asked her to pack her luggage. Then he asked Song Yao somewhat reproachfully:
"Since the Song family found Zhao Zhao, haven't you hired a teacher for her?"
Song Yao looked puzzled. What did he mean by "for a long time"? Hadn't Zhao Zhao just come back a few days ago? And what did Su Yuan mean by that?
But Su Yuan didn't really want to hear Song Yao's answer. From Zhao Zhao's performance, he thought he understood everything clearly, and then he left gracefully.
Song Yao stood at the door and thought for a long time. Finally, she figured it out. So this old dragon actually disliked their Zhao Zhao for being uneducated!
Zhao Zhao didn't know why her cousin had blushed with anger in just a few minutes. She pulled at Song Yao's sleeve and asked, "Cousin, what's wrong?"
Song Yao came back to her senses, pinched the soft flesh on Zhao Zhao's cheeks, and said in disappointment, "Look at you! You've been disliked for being uneducated, but you still keep getting closer to him!"
Zhao Zhao's face was being kneaded like dough by Song Yao. It hurt a bit, and she cried with tears in her eyes, "I didn't..."
That night, Song Yao was so angry that she signed Zhao Zhao up for several cram schools in one go and ordered Zhao Zhao to go to class on every weekend. She was determined that her younger sister shouldn't be disliked or laughed at because of her lack of education.
At this time, Zhao Zhao didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all. She nodded and agreed in a daze.
Later, in the math cram school, when Zhao Zhao struggled to keep her big eyes open and stared at the strange numbers in the book, with a splitting headache, she deeply regretted her easy agreement.
Time quickly passed to the next morning. Zhao Zhao and Song Yao had returned to the Song family last night. When she got up, her eyes were barely open. Song Yao dragged her in front of a machine to take a photo, and then a brand - new ID card was in her hand.
Well, the rich were really capricious. They didn't even need to go out to get an ID photo taken.
Zhao Zhao stared at her photo on the ID card, reached out and touched it, and sighed, "It's so amazing!"
Song Yao couldn't stand it anymore. She dragged Zhao Zhao upstairs to pack her luggage. "Stop daydreaming. You'll be leaving soon. Hurry up and pack your clothes."
Zhao Zhao actually didn't have much to bring, but Song Yao, as her cousin, was worried. She rummaged through and found two big suitcases.
Then, Song Yao stuffed a big bag for her, which was filled with many delicate small sachets.
Zhao Zhao picked up the bag and asked Song Yao curiously, "Cousin, what's in here?"
Song Yao was packing talisman papers for her and said casually, "It's nothing. Just some small gifts. You can take them to give to your colleagues. It's a good way to get along with them when you first meet."
"Colleagues? What are they?" Zhao Zhao asked sincerely.
Song Yao said, "They are the people you'll work with at the Demon Management Bureau."
Oh! Zhao Zhao understood.
After packing up, not long after, Su Yuan came to pick her up in person.
When Song Yao sent Zhao Zhao out, she unexpectedly felt a bit of melancholy like an old mother sending her daughter off to get married.
She shook this thought out of her head, held Zhao Zhao's hand, and gave her a bunch of keys and a phone. She rambled on and on:
"The Demon Management Bureau is too far from the Song family. This is the key to a house nearby. You'll live there from now on. Dad and I will visit you often. Remember to come back on weekends when you don't have to work overtime. This is a phone. You've used it before. I've saved mine and Dad's contacts in it. Remember to contact us if there's anything, okay?"
Seeing that her cousin looked a bit unhappy, Zhao Zhao stepped forward and hugged her. "I remember, cousin. I'll come back!"
After all, she still had to keep an eye on the Song family's disaster.
Song Yao stroked Zhao Zhao's head and watched as the little sister she had taken care of for just a few days was taken away by the old demon.
Su Yuan put away Zhao Zhao's things. Just as he was about to talk to Zhao Zhao, he found that Zhao Zhao had leaned back on the seat early and closed her eyes, with her eyelashes fluttering.
Was she... carsick?
Su Yuan noticed this and began to calculate in his mind. He thought it was time to take out the convertible that had been parked in the garage for a long time.
"Zhao Zhao, wake up. We're here."
Zhao Zhao woke up slowly and was led out of the car by Su Yuan in a daze.
Nan Jia had been waiting here for a long time. When she saw them coming, she immediately stepped forward. Ignoring Su Yuan's unfriendly look, she hugged Zhao Zhao tightly. "Oh, sweetie, come and let sister hug you!"
Zhao Zhao let Nan Jia hug her obediently and called out sweetly, "Hello, Sister Nan Jia."
"Oh, you're so cute! Have you got your ID card? Let sister take a look. Sister will take you to go through the employment formalities."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhao took out her ID card from her small cloth bag and handed it to Nan Jia. Nan Jia took it and looked at it. Her face immediately changed.
Nineteen years old... Holy cow! Nan Jia had thought Zhao Zhao was young, but she didn't expect her to be this young! She was even less than a fraction of the boss's age...
Nan Jia looked at Su Yuan with a complicated look in her eyes. She endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't help whispering to Su Yuan, "Boss, you're really 'something'!"
Su Yuan: "?"