If you don't go, we'll directly go to a nearby hotel.
Is she praising herself?
After hanging up the phone, Qi Cheng's mood was great, his eyebrows and eyes no longer showed their previous seriousness and coldness, they softened, he walked into the room and sat down in a corner by himself.
Song Yu stared blankly at her phone, still feeling a little magical. She and Qi Chengzhi somehow naturally became like this, as if it was meant to be.
She turned around with some shyness, but was stunned.
Zi Chengyue didn't know when he stood behind her and didn't know how long he had been listening to her phone call.
Such impolite behavior made Song Yu furrow his brow, feeling that he had been spied on.
"You've got a new boyfriend so soon?" Qi Chengyue asked sarcastically, looking down on Song Yu as a promiscuous woman.
Previously still liked Jian Yi, but after a short while, she was already affectionate with another man.
If it wasn't for just now when she was on her way here, she was talking to Jian Yi, and Song Yu was also talking to someone, Qi Chengyue would have thought that Song Yu had entangled Jian Yi again.
Song Yu didn't want to bother with her and was too lazy to even nod in acknowledgement, and was about to return to the banquet hall.
Qī Chéng Yuè suddenly stretched out an arm, blocking her way. "You used to like Jiǎn Yì so much, but now you've found a new love so quickly? Sōng Yuè, you're quite skilled, aren't you being too flirtatious?"
"What do you want? If I'm single, you're afraid I'll cling to Jian Yi, and if I have a boyfriend, you say I'm promiscuous? Can't be too arbitrary. If I were you, I'd be grateful that I have a boyfriend." Song Yu sarcastically retorted, glancing at Qi Chengyue who was blocked and couldn't refute a word, then walked past him.
Thinking of the photo I received earlier, the woman in Jian Yi's arms, she is a bit pitiful compared to Qi Chengyue.
With such a good condition as Qi Chengyue, what kind of man can't be found? Why is she so obsessed with Jian Yi who doesn't deserve her attention.
She didn't say anything about the photo, but Xiāng Chěng Yuè will be blamed for meddling in other people's business and causing trouble.
Qī Chéng Yuè's face turned ugly as she hummed a sound, stomped her foot and bit her teeth before leaving.
When Song Yu came back, the lucky draw session had already ended. She was surprised to see a set of Philips curlers placed on her chair, complete with coarse and fine curls.
"What's going on?" Song Yu picked up the curling iron and sat down.
"I'm telling you, you've really turned your luck around recently," Ruan Dan Chen said with a smile. "Ever since you've been with Qi Cheng Zhi, all sorts of good things have been happening to you. Just now when you went out to take the call, not long after you left, they drew your number in the lottery on stage, and I helped pick up the prize for you."
Song Yu couldn't help but laugh, could it be that Qi Cheng really had a special liking for her?
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Zi Chengzhi returned on the afternoon of his thirtieth birthday and went straight to Old Man Zi's house.
On the way, I gave Song Yu a call.
Song Yu was pasting couplets outside the door and saw Qi Chengzhi's name, so he walked to the balcony beside the stairs and answered the phone.
"I'm back." He said it very simply, four words, like an old couple.
At this moment when he heard his voice, Song Yu finally understood what was going on with the emptiness of the past few days, and now it's so fulfilling.
"Very tired?" She didn't ignore the fatigue in his voice.
Qī Chéng's head leaned back against the chair back, his fingers pressed against the corners of his eyes, and his mouth was slightly hooked up, "Mm, a bit."
"Are you driving?"
"He often comes to pick me up." The lines on Qi Chengzhi's face became softer and softer, she seemed to be getting more and more into the state, having a sense of self as Qi Chengzhi's woman.
Listening to her soft and gentle concern, Qi Cheng's mood also lifted.
"You... drink less at night." Song Yu didn't want to say it, but thought about it and said it anyway.
"Where are you now?" asked Qi Chengzhi.
"At my parents' home." Song Yu looked at the trees downstairs swaying in the wind.
"Address." Qi Chengzhi glanced at his watch, still had time.
"Are you coming over?" Song Yu was startled and feared being seen by her parents.
"......" Qi Chengzhi didn't speak, waiting.
After getting along with him, Song Yu also figured out his personality. His silence was a silent persistence, and he wouldn't give up if she didn't tell him.
Moreover, Qi Chengzhi's silence also put a lot of pressure on her.
Helplessly, Song Yu could only tell her the address.
Qicheng hung up the phone and rushed out of Song Yu's house, running all the way back.
Yu Qianying carefully sized up Song Yu's face, narrowing her eyes, trying to read something from his expression, but unfortunately, Song Yu had dealt with all sorts of people in this line of work and had cultivated a calm demeanor.
"No, Uncle Xu must have made a mistake. I've been at home sticking up couplets and haven't gone out. If you don't believe me, ask Dad." Song Yu said with an unchanged expression.
Song Donglin, who was suddenly called out, lifted his face from the chess book, blinked a little dazedly, and he was wholeheartedly studying the chess book, really didn't pay much attention.
Song Yu said, and he casually nodded in response: "Uh-huh."
"Look, if I had a partner, I would definitely tell you, and it would save you from constantly nagging me, and my ears could finally be at peace."
Song Yu said something like this, and Yu Qianying was no longer so sure.
Just now I heard Old Xu say that she was particularly excited and hurried back in a small run, thinking that Song Yu had settled down and she didn't have to worry anymore.
Nowadays, whenever people go out and meet acquaintances, the first sentence is always a greeting, and the second sentence is: "Is your daughter in a relationship yet?"
Yu Qianying smiled and said: "Not yet! Do you have a suitable one, introduce me to one?" But in her heart, she was extremely reluctant.
Yu Qianying, who had been excited and then calmed down, grabbed Song Yu's sleeve again and started muttering in a bad mood: "You'd better not be too proud of yourself! It's almost enough, you're twenty-five, no, after today, you'll be twenty-six tomorrow, and before you know it, you'll become an old woman, who will want you then!"
"Nowadays, men all want young girls. Who wants someone like you who's left over? You rely on your good looks every day, looking down on this and that, but when you get older, see who will still look at you?"
"Alright, alright." Song Donglin finally put down the chess manual, took off his old glasses and said slowly, "It's a big New Year's festival, don't always say things that make children feel depressed. You always say she won't come back, but when she comes back, you keep mentioning her, can she come back?"
"Never mind, I'll go mix the dumpling filling." Yu Qianying muttered to herself as she walked towards the kitchen, "No one knows how much trouble I have!"
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When Zicheng arrived at the old Qi residence, it was already nearing noon. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a lively chatter inside.
"Master Qī!" Liu Shu's waist was still tied with an apron, and upon seeing Qi Chengzhi, she immediately smiled.
It was rare for him to take the initiative, Qi Cheng smiled and walked into the living room.
In the living room, Old Master sat in the first place, while Qi Lao Tai Tai held Qi Chenglin's five-year-old son Qi Youxuan and kept putting snacks into his hands.
"Grandma, please don't keep giving him snacks to eat, his weight is already over the limit." Qi Chenglin looked on helplessly as Grandma ignored him and handed another pack of QQ sugar to Qi Youxuan. "Our Youxuan's weight is just right, not heavy at all. Which doctor would say something so irresponsible?"
"He's still not heavy enough, just look at how fat he's become!" Qi Chenglin said helplessly.
"That's just a bit chubby!" The old lady was adamant that her great-grandson was not fat. "Besides, if you're really worried, hurry up and find him a mother. You just talk about it, but I haven't seen you take good care of the child."
Five years ago, Qi Chenglin brought back Qi Youxuan and broke off his engagement with his pregnant fiancée, and since then he has been single.
She has several grandsons who are all unreliable. Let's not mention the eldest, Qi Chengzhi, who is already 34 years old and still doesn't have a woman by his side. People outside are starting to gossip that he actually likes men.
Lao Er Qi Chenglin brought another son with an unknown mother, and the outside world has always been unaware of who his son's mother is. He also brought such a big son, unclear and unclear, which girl would be willing to follow him?
Lao San Qi Cheng Ze was even more unfortunate. Two years ago, he was murdered by his own wife and left behind neither a son nor a daughter.
It's also because of Qi Chengze's example that Qi Chenglin's parents didn't dare to arrange marriages for Qi Chenglin and Qi Chengyue anymore, so they let them freely fall in love. No matter how good the family background is, it can't compare to the safety of their own children.
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There should be many new readers who haven't read "Four Gods 4" yet, so they may not be clear about the situation of the Qi family. The second son of the Qi family mentioned in the introduction is Song Yu's ex-fiancé, Qi Chengji, who is also the younger brother of Qi Chengzhi. His parents are Qi Zhongliang and Xia Wennan, and he is the second child in the family, so he is called the second son of the Qi family. However, if we count the siblings' seniority in the whole family, Qi Chengji is actually the fourth child. The eldest is naturally Qi Chengzhi, the second and third are Qi Chenglin and Qi Chengze, who are biological brothers with parents Qi Zhongjun and Guan Liya. Qi Chengyue is their younger sister, the biological younger sister of Qi Chenglin and Qi Chengze, and the cousin of Qi Chengzhi and Qi Chengji.
Everyone try to use the client to vote, all in the afternoon or evening, avoid the morning rush hour ~~

