The first time visiting someone's home, you can't not even bring a gift.

  Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, at this moment his eyes were exceptionally good-looking, shedding the sharpness of everyday life, and in this instant, his gaze belonged only to her, making this handsome and outstanding man even more precious to her.

  Because of his gaze, her heart suddenly ached inexplicably, and she lightly kissed his eyes. This movement almost made him lose control, Qi Chengzi let out a low hum, grabbed her waist, and pulled her down again, reinserting himself into her body.

  Song Yu's face turned red, her heart grumbling incessantly. He had clearly gone away, yet refused to leave, insisting on lingering inside, which ended up making her feel itchy too.

  Couldn't climb up anymore, so I could only use the pads of my fingers to lightly draw his delicate features, thinking that a man couldn't be handsome like him.

  Looking closely, I couldn't help but think of the question he hadn't answered before, "What did you and Aunt say to each other?"

  "What else can be said? It's just our business, let her not interfere." Qi Chengzhi circled his arm around hers and pulled her in a bit tighter.

  Song Yu let out a sigh, his chin was originally resting on his chest, but now he tilted his head to the side, his cheek against the spot where his heart should be beating, listening to it still not recovering.

  "Did you come back on purpose? I'm disturbing your work, aren't I?"

  "No, I was thinking of staying there for a while and then coming back." Qi Chengzhi kissed her forehead, "Didn't you tell me to come back early? I remember."

  Song Yu smiled and lowered his head to sniff the sweat on his chest. It was a bit salty, but it didn't smell bad.

  It seems like as long as it's on him, she thinks there's nothing wrong with it.

  Song Yu suddenly furrowed his brow and looked up to ask: "Then didn't you eat dinner tonight?"

  She sat up without waiting for his answer and calculated the time, he indeed didn't have time to eat.

  She was thinking about their affairs and overlooked this point.

  "You haven't eaten yet, and you're smoking and drinking tea on an empty stomach." She frowned in disapproval, pursed her lips, and scolded, "Don't do this again in the future."

  After finishing speaking, she sat up and didn't cover herself in front of him, then used her hands and feet to get off the bed.

  "Where are you going?" He also quickly sat up, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and pressed his scorching palms against her abdomen. He lowered his head and kissed her shoulder.

  "Go cook a bowl of noodles for yourself." Song Yu said, "On an empty stomach you've been... exercising, isn't it uncomfortable?"

  "As long as you give me something to eat, I won't feel uncomfortable." He whispered in her ear with a low and husky voice that was normally calm, but now sounded particularly playful and flirtatious. The seductive tone of his voice slipped into her ears like a thread, making her whole body itch.

  Her hand originally placed on her lower abdomen slowly moved downwards to her crotch, where it was met with moisture and instinctively clenched tightly.

  Song Yu's soft and weak body was stuck, her face flushed red, her eyes misty with tears, her hand grasped his wrist but lacked the strength to pull him out.

  It was originally a very normal sentence, and Song Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but because of his actions, she suddenly understood the meaning behind his words, her face instantly turning bright red.

  This sentence has changed its tone, how did it become so yellow!

  "Zi Chengzhi, you... how shameless can you be!" Song Yu was really at a loss for words to describe him, dressed up and looking like a human being, but once he took off his clothes, he became such a beast!

  She had barely finished speaking when she was pressed down onto the bed again, her face directly buried in his crotch.

  "Zi Chengzhi, what are you doing!" Song Yu hastily blocked, but couldn't stop him.

  "Give me some food below!"

  Song Yu: "......"

  ……

  ……

  Song Yu was done for this time, his legs were trembling and his whole body turned red from head to toe.

  She lay limply on the bed, too weak to get up, and Qi Cheng's fingers rubbed against her waist, "Do you still have the energy to cook noodles?"

  Song Yu glanced at the time and it was still early, not even 9 o'clock. He said with some embarrassment: "I don't know if Aunt Yang is asleep or not, if not, let her cook a bowl for you."

  She had originally wanted to cook for him personally, but who let him be so overbearing and pin her down on the bed without letting go.

  He wouldn't eat anything tonight, and Song Yu would not agree no matter what. At this time, Yang Shu had not slept yet, so Qi Chengzhi asked Yang Shu to cook a bowl of noodles for him.

  Yang aunt rummaged through the refrigerator and remembered that there was still frozen oyster meat in it, which she had just bought yesterday, so she took it out.

  Yang Shu was thinking, this thing is good for men to eat, but Qi Chengzhi's frequency of doing that thing is a bit too high, besides, he's not young anymore, 34 years old is considered old, although it's been many years since she saw him with a woman, suddenly having Song Yu made her excited and hard to control herself, she could understand that, but doing it too much would harm his body!

  Because Song Yu has been cooking recently, she didn't dare to say anything. She wanted to add some ingredients that are good for men, but she was too embarrassed to speak up. Tonight, she finally had the opportunity, and Yang Shu really wished she could fill all the nourishing ingredients.

  Finally, a bowl of noodles was topped with a lot of oyster meat, covering all the noodles underneath.

  When serving the noodles, Yang Shu couldn't help but remind him: "Sir, eat more clams, it's good for your body."

  After Yang Shu left, Qi Chengzhi brought back a big bowl of oysters, and Song Yu saw the full bowl of oysters, feeling embarrassed and not knowing what to say. Thinking that it was sent by Yang Shu, he suddenly felt a bit ashamed to see people.

  "What's wrong?" Seeing her face so red, Qi Chengzhi found it somewhat strange.

  "Yang Shu..." Song Yu's face turned red as she glanced at Qi Chengzhi, "Clam meat is what men eat to tonify yang..."

  "......"

  Qī Chéngzhī was eating oysters, his thin lips couldn't help but curve up slightly, looking somewhat amused. "Is Aunt Yang afraid you'll squeeze me dry?"

  Song Yu's face turned red as she hugged her pillow and muttered: "It's your own fault for being a scoundrel, it has nothing to do with me!"

  Kan Qizheng had eaten for a while, and Song Yu also got up from the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, and held a soft pillow in her arms.

  "Are you free tomorrow?"

  Qī Chéngzhī looked up at her, and Sōng Yǔ explained: "If you're free tomorrow, let's go back to my parents' house. Today you took me to the wedding, our relationship can't be hidden anymore, and Jiǎn Yì's parents are also there. I'm afraid his mother will go and gossip with my mom. So I think, before my parents hear about us from someone else, we should tell them first. Anyway, this thing can't be dragged on for too long, it's bound to come out eventually."

  Zi Chengzhi put down his chopsticks, walked to the bedside, picked up the phone on the nightstand and dialed a number for Cheng Dongge, "Cancel my schedule for tomorrow."

  “……”

  "Tomorrow's plan is as scheduled, I'll just have Chenglin represent me instead."

  Song Yu didn't expect Qi Chengzhi to directly cancel tomorrow's work, he hung up the phone, she said: "If you have work tomorrow, just focus on it first, don't specially cancel your work because of this matter, I'll go back and tell them myself too."

  "What if your mom doesn't agree tomorrow? Can you handle it by yourself?" He sat down on the edge of the bed, his slender white hands grasping hers. Seeing her lower her head, looking like she didn't know what to do, he said, "So didn't I say I'd go with you?"

  Song Yu slightly leaned forward, her forehead lightly touching his shoulder, smelling the fragrance on him, mixed with a hint of sweat.

  "Zi Chengzhi, have I ever said that I'm very lucky to have you like me? Thank you for being so serious with me. I'm delighted that you appeared in my world." She whispered softly, her warm and soft palm stuck to his chest.

  His heart was burning hot, and his heartbeat was pounding against her palm.

  Chi Cheng's strong arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly against his chest, his scorching lips brushed against the corners of her eyes, grinding against her cheekbone, "Once more?"

  "……" Song Yu silently patted him once, originally a very touching conversation was ruined by him, "Why do you always think about that thing!"

  Zi Cheng's light laughter was like a low-pitched hum, similar to the lowest note on a zither string, rich and pleasant to hear.

  He kissed her forehead and held her back to bed, "Sleep."

  ……

  ……

  The next day, Song Yu was still asleep, and she felt a soft, wet kiss on her lips. She murmured and rubbed her eyes hard several times before opening them, still somewhat disoriented. Qi Chengzhi's handsome face slowly came into focus in her line of sight.

  "What time is it now?" Song Yu's voice was lazy, not yet awake, and he tilted his head to look at the alarm clock on his bedside, which was not yet eight o'clock. "Why get up so early?"

  Because of the busy work and many social engagements, sometimes even weekends are not off days. So when he can finally rest on weekends, Qi Chengyi always sleeps in late and is hard to wake up, but today he woke up so early.

  "Didn't we agree to go to your place today?" Qi Chengzhi's dry and hot hands slipped into the quilt, crawling onto her lower abdomen, his fingertips gently massaging her. "Let's leave early, buy some things, first time visiting, can't not even bring a gift."

  Song Yu was still dazed, but after hearing this sentence, she immediately woke up. She quickly got up to pack, and the two of them had breakfast at home before heading to the mall.

  In fact, Qi Chengzhi could have let Cheng Dongge prepare everything for him and didn't need to bring Song Yu along to select personally, but just because he came in person, it shows that he attaches great importance to it.

  Song Yu was holding his hand, walking beside him, watching him carefully select gifts without any impatience, his slender fingers picking and choosing on the gifts, his tall figure standing there, making him look so calm and quiet.

  Such a busy man, who rarely has time to rest on weekends, is willing to sacrifice his own rest time and make every effort to prepare for meeting her parents. What behavior can be more important than this?

  He was so meticulous, but she was afraid that her mother would not see the Qi family and ruin his kindness, so she said to the man who was carefully selecting gifts: "It's almost enough."

  Chi Cheng turned his head to look at her, and those deep black eyes made her feel a bit embarrassed, so she lowered her head and carefully touched his bony white hands.

  Knowing what she was worried about, he pinched her hand and said in a low, elegant tone, "Don't worry."

  ……

  ……

  Yu Qianying carried a bag of vegetables she had just bought from the market and walked towards Song Yu's apartment.

  She guessed that today Zhou Mingyan would probably take the wedding candy to her door, chattering endlessly about how grand the wedding was and how many important guests had attended.

  Yu Qianying snorted coldly, as if she didn't know who those people were and what their identities were.

  Even though she had been out of that circle for many years, after all, she was once very close to the Qi family. Those people who were on good terms with the Qi family would definitely be invited, and she knew them well, so there was no need to listen to Zhou Mingyan's chatter.

  Just right, I'll go with my daughter to vent our grievances.

  They arrived at Song Yu's apartment door, and Yu Qianying rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door for a long time.

  She also made a temporary decision to come over today, didn't inform Song Yu, thinking that she doesn't have a boyfriend and isn't too fond of going out, so she wouldn't be going out on the weekend anyway, and just came directly.

  Seeing no one, she took out her mobile phone and was about to call Song Yu when Zhang Ayi happened to be carrying a small shopping cart upstairs.

  Auntie Zhang saw Yu Qianying standing at the door of Song Yu's house. Yu Qianying had been there several times before, and Auntie Zhang had also seen her and chatted with her a few times, so they both had some impression of each other.

  "Zhang Jie, buying vegetables!" Yu Qianying said with a smile.

  Zhang Ayi pulled the car up and put it on the ground, took a breath, and also smiled: "Come to find Song Yu?"

  "Yes, she seems not to be at home!" Yu Qianying said with her mobile phone.

  "She didn't tell you? She moved in with her boyfriend, and this house still has a while before the lease is up, but she's not living here anymore. I think her boyfriend seems to be quite wealthy, so he probably doesn't care about the remaining rent either." Zhang Ayi leaned the cart against the wall and didn't rush to enter the door.

  After retirement, there's nothing much to do, so it's nice to chat and gossip a bit. Now is the most exciting part.

  "Boyfriend?" Yu Qianying exclaimed in surprise.

  "Yes, you don't know? Her boyfriend drives a big car! I went back and told my daughter, and my daughter said what kind of tiger is that car, Land Rover! Right, it's called Land Rover! What's the model of Land Rover, I forgot, but my daughter said that car costs several million!" Zhang Ayi said enviously, "Song Yu really has skills, found such a rich boyfriend."

  "What does her boyfriend look like, how old is he?" Yu Qianying suddenly remembered what Old Xu told her during the New Year's holiday, that Song Yu got into an SUV, and at that time Song Yu didn't admit it, now it seems that Old Xu was right all along.

  She's now afraid that Song Yu really found an old man.

  "He's probably around thirty, looks really handsome and clean-cut, just a bit cool, but I've never seen him smile. He's really good-looking!" Zhang Ayi said with a smile, "You guys are so lucky! Now there are many rich people, but it's hard to find someone who is that young, that handsome, and also rich!"

  "When did she move out?" Yu Qianying asked again.

  "It's been a while, almost two months!"

  Yu Qianying chatted with Zhang Ayi for a while, and Zhang Ayi didn't know anything else. Yu Qianying then left again with the dishes.

  She can't say what mood she's in now, Song Yu has a boyfriend and she should be happy, but she can't help worrying, if it's really serious dating, why does Song Yu want to hide it from her family?

  As a result, until now, she still has to find out from outsiders that her own daughter moved away without even knowing it, when she moved away, and where she lives now.

  Want to know what her boyfriend looks like, and have to ask outsiders.

  Yu Qianying felt suffocated, walked two steps, and felt short of breath. She clenched her fists and pounded her chest twice, then went to the bus station to wait for the bus and called home.

  As soon as she heard Song Donglin's voice, before he could speak, she quickly said: "Song Yu is in a relationship and has even gone to live with someone without telling us. I went to her apartment, but there was no one there, and I still found out from her neighbor. What does that child want to do? Such a big thing, and she didn't even tell her family. I only found out from an outsider's mouth, and as her mother, I didn't know. Do I need an outsider to tell me? Is she secretly being someone's mistress?"

  "You'd better hurry back!" Song Donglin's voice on the phone didn't sound quite right either.

  Yu Qianying still had Song Yu's aura, and now listening to Song Donglin's tone was also wrong, she immediately became suspicious, "What's going on?"

  Song Donglin stood on the balcony, peeking into the living room through the glass window and said in a low voice: "Liang Lihua has arrived, you'd better come back quickly!"

  "Liang Lihua?" Yu Qianying was stunned, and she hadn't reacted yet when she suddenly heard these three words. After all, it had been several years since she last saw or heard the name. "Who is that?"

  "Your sister-in-law!" Song Donglin said, and then hung up the phone.

  Yu Qianying still didn't know what was going on. Someone she hadn't been in touch with for so many years suddenly showed up at her doorstep, what's the meaning of this?

  ……

  ……

  Song Donglin opened the door for Yu Qianying, because Liang Lihua was there, Yu Qianying didn't mention Song Yu's matter either, and carried the dishes into the kitchen before coming to the living room with a gloomy face, looking at Liang Lihua wearing an exquisite brand-name suit, which was this year's autumn-winter new style from Paris Fashion Week.

  She sat straight up on the sofa, taking up only one-third of the space.

  Li Lihua was sizing up the surroundings, seemingly feeling that the furnishings in the house were too simple for her, and looked down on them with disdain.

  When she saw Yu Qianying, Liang Lihua looked her up and down with a superior attitude. Yu Qianying's slightly plump body, due to lack of maintenance, was dressed in an inexpensive cheongsam coat, with a plain face, no makeup at all, short hair curled, obviously done by a neighborhood barber shop.

  Yu Qianying now has lost the elegant temperament of Mrs. Song, and is completely rustic from head to toe, all her temperament has been worn away by this petty life.

  Liang Lihua's eyes flickered, and she felt that thirty years ago it was the east of the river, and thirty years later it was the west of the river. At first, she had put aside her face and dignity to fawn over Yu Qianying for the sake of her family's company, but now?

  She is a lady of a famous family, while Yu Qianying is just an ordinary housewife who calculates her daily expenses for rice, oil and salt.

  "Mrs. Liang, how can you bear to come to our doorstep?" Yu Qianying sneered without any politeness, "If I remember correctly, didn't we draw a clear line long ago? Am I not already no longer a member of the Yu family?"

  "How have you been all these years, elder sister?" Liang Lihua remained unmoved, picking up the teacup in front of her to take a sip. However, upon smelling the aroma, she found it was only ordinary green tea and not the aged Pu'er tea she liked. She slightly curled her lip in disdain and put the cup back down. "I remember that you and your husband like to drink Longjing tea. I'll have someone send some over later."

  "It's unnecessary." Yu Qianying said coldly, and took another glance at Song Donglin. For someone like Liang Lihua, why bother serving tea? It would be better to just shoo her away, no need to waste their family's tea leaves and water.

  "Sister-in-law, don't be polite to me, I didn't expect you guys to be living so poorly." Liang Lihua casually glanced around the living room again, "It's just some tea leaves, sister-in-law, don't be polite to me."

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  Yeah, tomorrow I'll be meeting my parents-in-law, asking for a monthly pass and hoping Boss Qi will give me some encouragement~~