After 125, it's all just family anyway

  Strong and clean palms massaged her back, moving up and down, gently pinching her softness, and forcefully kissing every inch of her face, making her become a helpless doll at this moment, unable to exert any strength.

  His lips were pressed against the skin under her eyes, rubbing gently as he whispered: "How does it feel so good to kiss you?"

  Song Yu couldn't help but laugh, and just as the elevator was about to arrive, he let her go, adjusting her slightly disheveled clothes and hair, his fingertips gently twirling around the strands of hair by her ear.

  As the elevator went "ding", the doors slowly opened and Qi Chengzhi was about to pull her out, but Song Yu didn't move.

  He felt her tug and stopped, turning around to look at her in puzzlement.

  Song Yu suddenly took two steps forward, tiptoed, and quickly kissed his chin. After a day, a small pimple appeared on his chin, not very noticeable, but still a bit itchy.

  This time it was Qi Chengzhi's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect her to suddenly do this, and when he looked down at her red face, she had a mischievous expression on, so cute.

  In that instant, he realized she was really much younger than him, and even if she was quiet, there would still be some mischievousness in her bones.

  Then, Song Yu pulled Qi Chengzhi and left.

  Zi Cheng suddenly chuckled and let Song Yu pull him along, feeling quite good about her taking the initiative for once.

  He walked behind her, looking at her beautiful back.

  As the weather warmed up, she wore less. Today, she only wore a windbreaker, inside was a simple white shirt and narrow leg khaki pants, blue suede high-heeled shoes.

  Because the central air conditioner in the building controlled the temperature, it was warm and cozy. She had already taken off her windbreaker when she was downstairs earlier, and now her blouse was tucked into the waistband of her long pants, outlining her curvy and slender waistline, and her back looked elegant and beautiful.

  Because of the kiss in the elevator, her hair was messed up by Qi Cheng, and now it's scattered on her back. After braiding all day, it had taken shape, and now her long hair also had a natural curl, as if it had been permed. The elastic hair swung with every step she took on her back, and the curved part of her hair still emitted a soft glow.

  Chi Cheng couldn't help but stare at her, entranced, and his hand, which was not being held by hers, involuntarily rose as if to run through her soft long hair. But Song Yu suddenly stopped him.

  Qī Chéng's expression immediately became serious, and he quickly put his hand down. When Sòng Yǔ turned around, his expression had already returned to normal.

  It wasn't until then that they realized they had already arrived at his office door.

  Song Yu pulled his hand and urged: "Open the door!"

  Qī Chéngzhī smiled and reached out his arm from behind her to open the door, letting Sòng Yǔ go in first.

  As soon as the door opened, the manager who was sitting with his back to the door also turned around and met Song Yu's gaze head-on.

  Song Yu remembered they were still holding hands, thinking that this was a workplace, so she should be careful, and awkwardly tried to let go. However, Qi Chengzhi held on tight and didn't release her hand, instead gently pushing her from behind into the office, seemingly oblivious to their manager's astonished expression. He casually pulled Song Yu along, walking to the side of the room where a sofa was placed against the wall.

  "You wait here for a moment, it will be fine soon." He said in a low voice, not loud, almost whispering into her ear, but the manager could still hear some if he paid attention.

  The manager had a look of wanting to watch but not daring to watch, completely stunned by Qi Cheng's gentle tone.

  Zi Chengzhi had his back to him, so he couldn't see Zi Chengzhi's expression either. But the president's girlfriend was really young!

  Zi Chengzhi squeezed her hand again and didn't let go until she sat down, then turned around to continue discussing things with the manager.

  Cheng Dongge brought in drinks and snacks for Song Yu, but since he was going home to eat soon, Song Yu didn't have much.

  She sat down and found that Qi Chengzhi's office was very simple, with a glance you could see everything, unlike many people in this position, who would set up a rest area for themselves in the office.

  There is nothing in it, simple furnishings, just a pure office space, and even no mirror.

  Song Yu glanced at Qi Chengzhi, who seemed very focused on discussing business and hadn't put his attention on her. She then took out a small mirror from her bag and placed it on the table, re-braiding her hair.

  Then the manager found that the president's gaze was always glancing at his right rear from time to time, and he didn't know how much of his report had been heard. This made the manager very nervous, not knowing if he would have to come again tomorrow.

  Then, he saw Qi Chengzhi narrowing his eyes, his originally clean and slender fingers were unconsciously twirling the pen, suddenly stopped, slapped the pen on the table, and suddenly stood up, "You go back first."

  The manager even stopped in front of Song Yu for a moment when he left and greeted her respectfully.

  "What may I call you?" the manager asked respectfully.

  Song Yu felt very uncomfortable with his repeated "you", this department manager was obviously much older than Jian Yi, about the same age as Luo Yushu, and such a respectful title made her feel embarrassed.

  Just as he was about to speak, Qi Chengzhi walked over and said calmly: "Song Yu, my fiancée."

  The manager was surprised and slightly startled, raising his voice, "Miss Song, hello!"

  Unexpectedly, the president quietly had a fiancée and even brought her into the office. Looking at his gentle appearance just now made him get goosebumps all over.

  Miss Yu's family came over recently, and the whole Ji Lin knew that even the elevator couldn't get in.

  Song Yu didn't expect that Qi Chengzhi would directly promote her title from girlfriend to fiancée without even a phone call, and now she's blushing, although it wasn't true, but could only pretend to agree.

  The manager said goodbye and left, even closing the door for them.

  While doing her hair, she was also paying attention to his progress at work. When Zichen walked over, she asked: "Am I disturbing your work?"

  "No, things were almost settled anyway." Qi Chengzhi pulled up her hand, the other hand gently wrapping around the hair by her ear, "Besides, we agreed to go to your house for dinner, it's not good to be too late."

  When Qi Chengzhi took Song Yu's hand and came to the first floor again, when they left from the front door, there were more colleagues gathered on the first floor than before, all of whom came to see Song Yu.

  Zi Chengzhi brought his unmarried wife to the company, and with the hint from Cheng Dongge, everyone recognized Song Yu. Next time they come, they will be treated with respect. As for those other women, no matter what they say, they can be ignored. With an unmarried wife already present, those who speak nonsense can just play by themselves!

  ……

  ……

  Yan Zhi stopped the car under Song Yu's house, and after Qi Cheng got out of the car, he took out two bottles of whiskey and brandy from the trunk.

  Before, Song Donglin liked to drink a couple of mouthfuls of foreign liquor before going to sleep. He didn't drink much, only about half a cup at a time, but he enjoyed the refreshing aroma and slightly intense flavor.

  As she arrived at the door, she smelled the aroma of stir-fried dishes coming from inside. Song Yu realized that it had been a long time since she last came home for dinner. The smell brought back memories and her throat felt a little sore.

  She sniffled, calmed herself down, and then knocked on the door.

  Song Donglin came to open the door and saw Qi Chengzhi, politely welcoming him in, this attitude was somewhat like a father-in-law treating his son-in-law.

  Yu Qianying was stir-frying in the kitchen, Song Donglin took the wine from Qi Cheng's hand and went to the dining table. Song Yu then entered the kitchen, moved her mouth, and hesitantly called out: "Mom."

  Yu Qianying had already heard their voices, but she couldn't bear to go out and lose face, so she busied herself with stir-frying in the kitchen.

  "She turned her head and glanced at Song Yu, 'I'm back.'"

  Then, he saw Qi Chengzhi standing behind Song Yu as they entered together.

  Before, she simply regarded him as her daughter's fiancé's elder brother. Even though Qi Chengzhi was young enough to be her son, she still had a kind of reverence for him, which had nothing to do with age, but the aura he emitted.

  This made Yu Qianying never feel that Qi Chengzhi was her junior, and after Qi Chengzhi grew up, this feeling became even stronger.

  Especially Qi Chengzhi always has a stern and cold expression, her facial features are so severe that people dare not get close to her, she usually speaks little, and there is no communication with her, even Yu Qianying herself really doesn't know what to say to Qi Chengzhi.

  It's strange that such a person has now become her daughter's boyfriend, and according to the extent of Qi Chengzhi's persistence, he may even become his son-in-law in the future.

  Originally Song Yu's elder brother, now the tall and straight figure standing in the kitchen had become her daughter's boyfriend, making Yu Qianying feel a bit unreal, as if she was dreaming.

  Yu Qianying's expression was somewhat unnatural, and for a moment she couldn't laugh either, but still nodded to him, "Alright, go sit down, dinner will be ready soon."

  You can feel Yu Qianying's attitude towards Qi Cheng changing, although it's still a bit stiff, but not as rejecting as before. Song Yu couldn't help but take a step forward, her eyes welling up with tears, "Mom..."

  Yu Qianying put the dishes into the plate, put it down and turned to look at Song Yu, sighed, and covered her hand with the rougher palm that had become rougher over the years due to doing housework. She patted it lightly and said, "Take him in and have him sit down, don't squeeze here."

  Song Yu then picked up the dish of food he had just filled, but was stopped by Yu Qianying, "Don't move, wearing this and carrying a bag is not convenient, go in and sit down!"

  "It doesn't matter, anyway it's just a convenience, no big deal." Yu Qianying nodded in agreement, and Song Yu's mood also relaxed a lot, smiled slightly, and then walked away with the dishes.

  Zi Cheng let Song Yu go ahead, but didn't follow closely behind her. He rolled up the sleeves of his suit jacket along with his shirt sleeves, revealing a strong forearm.

  He reached for another dish that had just been served, his long fingers with distinct joints and white tips lifted the plate, and seeing a streak of soup on his originally clean thumb made him look so out of place.

  "Don't move, you've got your hands dirty." Yu Qianying said, "Go in and sit down."

  "It's already stained anyway." Qi Chengzhi knew she was referring to the soup stain on her thumb at this time, and he could still smell that smell.

  "Alright." Yu Qianying hesitated slightly, her gaze moving from his long fingers to his face, that sharp and handsome face, which had tried its best to soften but still made her unable to look straight at him. "May I call you that?"

  "From now on, we're all family, so just relax." Qi Cheng's mouth curved into a faint, shallow arc as he put down his plate.

  Yu Qianying heard this sentence, for a moment really didn't know what to say, always felt that Qi Chengzhi was not easy to get close to, especially made people fearful, but the words he said seemed so shameless. This feeling was truly contradictory.

  She pulled out a paper towel from the table behind her and handed it to him to wipe his hands, watching as he elegantly wiped away the soup stain on his thumb before standing there silently, clearly waiting for her to speak up.

  Yu Qianying sighed and said: "How serious are you about our family's Song Yu?"

  "I'm going to marry her." He said it briefly and firmly, not thinking about it, but determined, revealing an unshakeable resolve.

  "What if your family doesn't agree?" Yu Qianying took a deep breath, her voice slightly tense.

  She didn't want to say it so bluntly, but she only had one daughter, Song Yu, and she didn't want her to suffer any injustice.

  There are some things that Song Yu gets stuck in and can't figure out, won't think about, and won't ask about, so she has to be the one to ask.

  "You've seen my grandmother's attitude, as long as she agrees, no one in the family dares to object." Qi Chengzhi said, the sound of the range hood in the kitchen covered up the conversation between the two.

  "Can you guarantee she won't be bullied at your place?" Yu Qianying asked.

  Zi Cheng nodded his head.

  "I hope you can put your words into action," said Yu Qianying. "Song Yu is our only daughter, and since she was a child, we have given her the best of everything. We may have been strict with her when educating her, but we never let her suffer any undeserved grievances. When the Song family was not bankrupt, she was the princess of our home. It's us who wronged her, we were useless and couldn't keep the company afloat, resulting in her suffering all these years."

  "The grievances she suffered outside, I was powerless to do anything about it. But at home, I didn't let her suffer any grievances. We've pampered her since she was a child and raised her up big. In the future, if she really marries into your family, I don't expect your family to dote on her like we did as parents, but at least don't bully her or intentionally make her suffer."

  "We've raised her like a precious gem, not to let her suffer humiliation in someone else's home. Now that you've given me your guarantee, I hope you can keep your word."

  "Besides." Yu Qianying took a deep breath, "Given Song Yu's past relationship with Cheng Ji, your family probably wouldn't give her a bright and grand wedding, would you?"

  Without waiting for Yu Cheng's response, Yu Qianying continued to say: "You don't have to deny it, I used to be in that circle too, I know their psychology. However, my daughter has nothing to hide. I won't insist on having a grand wedding, but at least you should take her home openly and honestly, not secretly, can you do that?"

  Song Yu hid at the kitchen door, she was originally back to help with serving dishes, but didn't expect to hear Yu Qianying's words.

  Her throat was sour and her eyes were filled with a scorching mist, before she even heard Qi Chengzhi's response, her shoulder was already being patted.

  Turning back, Song Donglin had somehow appeared without anyone noticing, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, this is between your mom and him."

  She was taken away by Song Donglin and did not hear Qi Chengzhi's answer.

  In the living room, Song Donglin took off his old glasses and sat on the sofa with Song Yu.

  "Your mother asked about these things, we all discussed them, no matter how different she was before, the premise is for your own good. Now that you only like him, we can't force you, but we also want to help you determine some things." Song Donglin looked at her, although his face had aged a lot, his eyes were still wise.

  "As a parent, it's always different from others. We always put our children's happiness first. If we don't think for you, who else will? We may not be capable of much now, but we also want to protect you to the greatest extent possible."

  Song Yu nodded, struggling to hold back the scorching tears that threatened to fall from her eyes.

  She sniffled, choking back tears. "Dad, I'm sorry to have caused you so much worry. If...I had found an ordinary person, you wouldn't have been so worried and troubled."

  Song Donglin sighed, patted her shoulder, "The most fundamental thing is that we want you to be happy. If following him makes you happy, we will support you. Actually, it's us who have dragged you down. If your father had the ability to keep the company afloat, things wouldn't be so passive now, and the Qis wouldn't dare bully you like this."

  "Dad, don't say that," Song Yu shook his head. "I don't feel regretful at all. If the company were still around, Qi Chengzhi and I wouldn't be where we are today. You would also have to continue worrying about the company and your life wouldn't be as carefree and relaxed as it is now."

  "I've always thought that maybe we won't be as luxurious and extravagant as before, but spiritually, we are much more comfortable than before. In fact, people like Yu's family, who spend every day calculating for benefits, never having a relaxed and carefree day, their brains are always turning, thinking about endless benefits, what's the point? They may not be living as comfortably as you are now. So, I don't have any resentment in my heart, I've never thought that bankruptcy is unacceptable, making me regret and resent every day."

  Song Donglin sighed and nodded, glanced in the direction of the kitchen, pulled out a paper towel from the coffee table and handed it to Song Yu, "They're almost here."

  Song Yu took the tissue, gently pressed her eyes, and absorbed the heat from her eyes. She took a few deep breaths and had recovered by the time Yu Qianying came out with the tray.

  Yu Qianying's behavior was also normal, and if Song Yu hadn't overheard it, no one would have thought that she had such a conversation with Qi Chengzhi in the kitchen.

  Zi Cheng followed behind him, it was hard to imagine that he also held a plate of dishes in his hand. In the not-so-large restaurant, his long arms and legs seemed to be stretched out all over the place.

  He is totally unsuitable for a narrow house.

  The atmosphere of this meal was much better than Song Yu had imagined. Song Donglin opened a bottle of brandy brought by Qi Chengzhi.

  Because when Old Lady Qi came before, she also brought a box of red wine. Song Donglin asked him if he wanted to drink the red wine, but Qi Chengzhi knew that Song Donglin liked Baijiu, so he suggested drinking Baijiu together with him, which made Song Donglin very happy.

  After dinner, Song Yu originally wanted to wash the dishes, but was stopped by Yu Qianying, who said that she had worked all day and should rest well without being busy.

  This is their daily conversation, and such scenes often occur in their daily lives. No matter whether Song Yu wants to cook or do chores, as long as Yu Qianying is around, she won't let her lift a finger, because she's already exhausted from work and should rest when she gets home.

  It was an unintentional move, but it also explained to Qi Cheng that Song Yu was being pampered by her parents at home, and even if she was no longer the former Miss Thousand Gold, they tried not to let her do chores, which came from their doting love.

  Song Donglin asked them to sit down, he ran into the kitchen, washed apples, pears and strawberries, cut the apples and pears into pieces, also cut open the red pomelos, brought back to the living room for Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu to eat.

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