"You can't all come and take advantage of me just because you're old cows eating tender grass."

  "Coming right up." The waiter called out respectfully, his eyes involuntarily falling on Qi Cheng's pocket.

  Song Yu's hand was still in Qi Chengzhi's pocket, and the two hands were clasped together in the pocket, a scene that spoke of unspeakable intimacy.

  The waiter had never seen Qi Cheng bring any woman to the club before, and now he was with Song Yu, appearing in such a intimate posture, couldn't help but take a few more glances at Song Yu.

  In the clubhouse, waiters have also seen countless people. Usually, they see young masters from wealthy families and the female companions brought by big bosses.

  Before her, Song Yu had a clean and elegant temperament, which was very different from those female companions. Her pale and delicate face had a flush on it, with an innocent and pure air that was not at all pretentious.

  The lotus flowers come out of the clear water, and they are naturally without artificial decoration.

  The waiter looked a bit absent-minded, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qi Cheng's unpleasant expression. His dark eyes were cold as ice at this moment, and the chilly weather outside was warmer than him.

  The waiter was startled and didn't dare look again, bowing his head respectfully and saying: "Young Master Cheng, this way please."

  They were led by the waiter to outside the room, and Song Yu found it was still the same one she came to deliver glasses last time.

  Thinking of the person inside, Song Yu subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Qi Chengzhi tightly grasped it, not letting her move.

  At the same time, he glared at her with his head lowered.

  His gaze was particularly stern, and even the air seemed to stagnate with it.

  Song Yu was stared at by him, inexplicably feeling as if he had done something wrong, his hand obediently remaining in his pocket being held by him, no longer trying to pull it back.

  The waiter symbolically knocked on the door twice before pushing it open. After Qi Cheng led Song Yu in, he closed the door again.

  While Qi Chengzhi stood with Song Yu in front of the door and didn't go any further inside, because the expressions on the faces of the people inside were truly wonderful.

  It was still those people last time, Yan Beicheng and others sat around the large round table, with an empty position in the middle, obviously left for Qi Chengzhi.

  There's no food on the table yet, probably we need to wait for Qi Chengzi to arrive before ordering.

  Yan Beicheng and others first looked at Qi Chengzhi, then turned to Song Yu beside him, and finally their eyes fell on the pockets of the two people.

  Their expressions were first shocked, how long has it been, and the two have already held hands, confirming their relationship?

  Then, their expressions changed again to ambiguous and interesting, Qi Chengzhi was quite capable! In such a short time, he had already hooked the little girl's hand!

  Song Yu was seen by them and strongly restrained the urge to hide behind Qi Cheng's body.

  It's quite embarrassing if you hide just because of this little gaze.

  Song Yu gritted her teeth and endured it, Qi Chengzhi didn't make a sound, pulling her towards the edge of the table.

  Qī Chéng Lín and Chǔ Zhāo Yáng left a space between them, Qī Chéng Lín tacitly moved one position to the side with Wèi Zǐ Lín, making way for Qī Chéng Zhī and Sòng Yǔ.

  Fortunately, Song Yu sat next to Qi Chenglin and felt that Qi Chenglin was a bit easier to get along with than Chu Zhaoyang.

  Yan Beicheng took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and didn't know what he was doing, his fingers quickly tapping on the screen.

  Put away your phone, Yan Bei Cheng smiled and called out: "Song——"

  "Call her sister." Qi Chengzhi's eyelids didn't even twitch, his low and husky voice calm and collected.

  Yanbei City seemed to be choked, looking at Song Yu's tender appearance like seventeen or eighteen years old, thinking of the age difference between her and him, this word "sister-in-law" couldn't be called out.

  "Sister-in-law!" Yan Beicheng was still hesitating on this side, but he already heard Qi Chenglin calling out loudly.

  Yan Beicheng cursed in a low voice, "Shameless!" Qi Chenglin was already a thirty-year-old man, yet he called a young girl "sister-in-law" with such a natural and unbridled tone, without any burden or guilt on his face.

  Just as Zhai Chenglin's voice fell, Wei Zilin also spoke up without being outdone: "Sister-in-law!"

  Song Yu was made uncomfortable by their repeated calls of "sister-in-law", and she hadn't expected Qi Cheng to say this.

  She was still entangled last night and didn't know if Qi Chengzhi took her seriously.

  But now his behavior seems... genuine.

  If he wasn't serious, he wouldn't have brought her to meet these people. If he wasn't serious, he wouldn't let them call her "sister-in-law", which is equivalent to acknowledging her status.

  After all, for these people, the two words "sister-in-law" are not something that can be easily uttered.

  Song Yu involuntarily looked at Qi Chengzhi, who was casually flipping through the menu.

  He looked up from the menu as he sensed her gaze and turned his head towards her.

  She suddenly plunged into his gentle gaze, and her whole body felt a little numb.

  This time it wasn't her illusion, she looked at him for a long time, and the gentleness in his eyes didn't disappear.

  His gentle gaze was like a fine wine aged in time, intoxicating at first sight.

  Song Yu's face turned red in his gentle eyes, and her heart was racing with excitement.

  Her eyelids drooped slightly, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Qi Cheng's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at her, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and he was tempted to press his lips against her lashes.

  Yan Beicheng cursed and said, "Damn it!" He looked at Wei Zilun and said loudly, "Wei Zilun, don't you have any shame? It's fine if Qi Chenglin calls her sister-in-law, but in the future when she marries into the family, he'll definitely call her that too. You're also following suit, how can you bear to say it?"

  He said "will marry into the door in the future", Song Yu heard clearly, panicked, did not expect Yan Beicheng would say so, could it be that there will really be such a day?

  She was nervous and subconsciously wanted to seek an answer from Qi Chengzhi.

  As soon as she looked up, she caught a glimpse of his faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes still gently fell on her face.

  Song Yu hastily looked away, his heart racing abnormally violently, and was very unaccustomed to the gentleness in Qi Cheng's eyes.

  What's wrong with him today? He seems to be ill.

  Under his calm gaze in daily life, she couldn't bear it anymore. This gentle gaze made her even more helpless.

  Just then, a large hand came over and covered hers, which was tightly clutching her pants, grasping it firmly. The thumb with a slightly rough texture gently stroked the tiger's mouth.

  Her hand gradually relaxed and hesitated for a moment before gently grasping the remaining four fingers wrapped around her palm.

  He felt her strength, Qi Cheng remained expressionless, but his eyes were filled with a smile as he gently squeezed her hand.

  Song Yu lowered her head, looking at the scene of a large hand covering hers, and for a moment she was somewhat distracted. Then she heard Wei Zilin say to Qi Chenglin: "My family has an older sister who is the same age as Song Yu. When she was 18, I called her 'older sister'. Now that Song Yu is 25, it's more natural to call her that than when she was 18. Over the years at home, I've gotten used to calling her that. Modesty? It's long gone."

  Yan Beicheng snorted and looked at Chu Zhaoyang beside him.

  Chu Zhaoyang had a poker face, Qi Chengzhi spoke little, but every sentence was enough to kill you.

  As for Chu Zhaoyang, he is basically a mute, and it's a luxury to expect him to say a few more words.

  So although Qi Chengzhi let them call her "sister-in-law", no one actually considered Chu Zhaoyang as part of the group.

  He had just nodded at Song Yu, and it was already considered recognition of her identity.

  Yan Beicheng pulled out a cigarette, didn't light it up, and pinched the cigarette between his long fingers. The elbow of the hand that was pinching the cigarette rested on the table as he leaned sideways to look at Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu, looking particularly cool.

  To say that the image of a young master who is good at speaking is only perfectly portrayed by Yan Beicheng.

  "Alright, I acknowledge Song Yu's identity. From now on, when we're out in public, she's my sister-in-law. Anyone who bullies her will have to deal with me. However, if you really want me to call someone so much younger than me 'sister-in-law', I just can't bring myself to do it. Back when I first started playing around, she was still picking her nose in kindergarten! You're all old cows eating tender grass, Wei Zichu is one, and so are you, don't think you can all take advantage of me." Yan Beicheng waved the cigarette between his fingers, which seemed like it might fall out at any moment.

  Zi Cheng's eyes twitched slightly, and his face turned darker.

  Doesn't this mean he is much older than Song Yu?

  The age gap between Song Yu and him had always been a thing that Qi Cheng hid in his heart with great reluctance.

  Women are naturally longer-lived than men, and he was 9 years older than Song Yu, every time he thought about this matter when he had nothing to do, he felt suffocated.

  In the future, he estimated that he would die earlier than Song Yu, and was thinking about whether to make a will with additional conditions to prevent Song Yu from putting a green hat on him after he had already been buried.

  He's absolutely not the kind of person who would say "even if I die, you have to be happy", but rather the kind of person who would want to monopolize the things he likes even in death.

  Qicheng, whose mood had been ruined by Yanbeicheng's words, caught sight of him taking out a lighter to light a cigarette and coldly said, "Song Yu doesn't like the smell of smoke, bear with it."

  Yan Beicheng's action of lighting a cigarette was suddenly frozen, and it was rare to see a flustered expression on his face, which was caught off guard by Qi Chengzhi's words.

  "This... all of you guys are quite addicted to smoking!" Yan Beicheng said with his mouth, but he still slowly put away the cigarette.

  It's really embarrassing for Song Yu to have so many people move just for her, and she's not even familiar with them. She has some respect for this group of people, fearing that they might think she's too troublesome, so she says: "Never mind, you guys do as you please, don't mind me, I'm not that disgusted by the smell of smoke."

  Qī Chéng's eyes swept sideways, his pupils sliding to the corner of his eye as he looked at her, "When you're with them, you don't seem to mind the smell of smoke that much. How come when you're with me, one puff and you wrinkle your brow?"

  Song Yu's face turned red as he was blocked by him. He smoked and she never said anything about it, but didn't expect him to notice her little movements.

  "Hehe, our nicotine addiction isn't that serious." Qi Chenglin said with a smile, and indeed no one in the room reached for another cigarette, including Yan Beicheng.

  Even Chu Zhaoyang, who had been silent all along, didn't have anyone notice his action of taking out a cigarette earlier. Now he quietly put the cigarette back again.

  ……

  ……

  It's rare for Ziqi to bring a woman out, and today he brought Song Yu again, it was their first formal meeting. He introduced her to several brothers, openly acknowledging her identity, the brothers were all happy, so they ordered a lot of wine.

  Tonight, Qi Chengzhi is the protagonist. No one dares to toast Song Yu with wine, letting her drink juice instead, but they won't be polite to Qi Chengzhi and his group.

  Yanbei City was filled with the sound of wolves howling: "Qi Chengzhi finally has someone, after being a bachelor for several decades, it's really not easy."

  Even Qi Chenglin was holding a beer and said: "After so many years, I can finally see what my sister-in-law looks like."

  Song Yu's hand holding chopsticks shook slightly, almost dropping the chopsticks.

  According to what Yan Beicheng and Qi Chenglin said, Qi Chengzhi has lived for 34 years and still doesn't have a woman?

  Really?

  He's so shameless, taking advantage of every opportunity to flirt with women. A scoundrel like him can't tolerate not having a woman?

  Song Yu couldn't help but sneak a glance at Qi Chengzhi beside him, who seemed to be in a good mood. Despite knowing that these people would seize every opportunity to pour him wine and come up with all sorts of bizarre reasons to toast, Qi Chengzhi continued to accept them without hesitation, drinking cup after cup with great abandon.

  Although he was drinking fiercely, Song Yu didn't persuade him, first of all, Qi Chengzhi wasn't a person who had no sense of propriety. Moreover, stopping him from drinking in front of his brothers would also ruin the atmosphere.

  As a result, even Chu Zhaoyang, who didn't have much to say, also followed suit and frequently ran to the bathroom, with several big men taking turns going to the bathroom to pour water.

  Song Yu wanted to go to the bathroom, but the bathroom in the house was occupied by Qi Chenglin at this time.

  Song Yu told Qi Chengzhi that he was going to the restroom outside.

  Although Ziqi had drunk a lot of wine, he didn't appear to be drunk at all, and his eyes were still clear.

  "I'll go with you." He put down his chopsticks and was about to get up.

  "It's okay." Song Yu hastily pulled him back, her face slightly red, "I'll go myself."

  Having said that, she feared that Qi Cheng would follow her, so she quickly ran out.

  She had just left when the mobile phone she had left on the table rang.

  Qí Chéngzhī glanced at the unfamiliar number on the screen, pursed his thin lips, and gazed at the digits with a severe expression, exuding disgust.

  The phone rang a few more times before he picked it up, his long fingers sliding to answer, and put the phone to his ear without saying a word.

  "Song Song, it's me." The phone transmitted a voice filled with painful and infatuated emotions.

  Chi Cheng's eyes flashed with ridicule. Jian Yi Yuan's original number had been blacklisted by him, but he didn't expect that the other party was persistent and opened a new account.

  Zi Cheng didn't give him another chance to continue speaking, and he hung up the phone. He skillfully added this number to the blacklist as well. He wanted to see how many more numbers Jian Yi could stubbornly use.

  Jian Yi leaned against the cold wall in the corridor, staring blankly at the phone displaying "Call Ended", feeling indescribably uncomfortable and suffocated with no outlet to vent.

  She doesn't even want to say a word to him now?

  Before, she loved to find him to chat.

  No matter how late it was, he called her and clearly heard her voice as if she had just been woken up from a dream, but as soon as she knew it was him, she immediately became spirited.

  Jian Yi's mouth was filled with a bitter taste that he couldn't describe, and he felt a pang of discomfort. He turned to leave, but as he lifted his head, he saw Song Yu walking towards him.

  For a moment, he thought it was just his eyes playing tricks on him.

  Song Yu is here, then who was the one who answered the phone just now?

  "Song Song." Jian Yi hurriedly took two steps forward and asked excitedly, "How are you here?"

  Song Yu didn't expect to meet him here either, and thought it was really unlucky.

  She nodded coldly and called out "Mr. Jian" before passing by his side.

  Jian Yi couldn't take her cold demeanor anymore, in the past she would smile whenever she saw him.

  He immediately turned around to grab Song Yu's arm, but was still a step too slow. His fingertips slid across her sleeve as Song Yu quickened her pace.

  Jian Yi wanted to chase after him, but behind him came Qi Chengyue's voice: "Jian Yi, what are you doing outside? We're ready to leave."

  Zi Chengyue walked over, curiously following the direction of Jian Yi's gaze, Song Yu had already disappeared around the corner.

  "What are you looking at?" Qi Chengyue grasped Jian Yi's arm, as Jian Yi didn't put his attention on her, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  "It's nothing, just getting some fresh air." Jian Yi withdrew his gaze, lowered his head to look at Qi Chengyue, forced a smile, and comforted her displeasure.

  The exquisite face in front of him, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, is as beautiful as a female star who has undergone plastic surgery, but facing her, he can't help but feel that she doesn't compare to Song Yu.

  Song Yu was once the most beautiful pursuit in his youthful years, representing the purest side of his heart.

  Qī Chéng Yuè's sweet smile opened, and her two soft white hands wrapped his hand in between, with ten fingers interlacing through the gaps of his five fingers.

  "I know you're not too used to, and probably don't like those people very much, but they are all young generations of various families, making friends with them will only be beneficial for you." Qī Chéng Yuè softly advised.

  "I know, it's okay." Jian Yi gazed at her gently, his hand stroking her face, and lightly pressed a kiss to her forehead.

  Song Yu leaned against the wall at the corner, listening to Jian Yi and Qi Chengyue's conversation. She shook her head and left.

  She carefully poked her head out from the corner, and there was no longer any sign of Jian Yi and Qi Cheng Yue. She had just heard Qi Cheng Yue say that they were going to leave, so she guessed that they must have left by now.

  She didn't want to face these two people, especially Qi Chengyue was a bit too self-righteous, always thinking that Jian Yi was the best in the world and everyone wanted to rob him, making Song Yu very helpless.

  As soon as they lost sight of the person, Song Yu walked out and was about to reach their room in Yanbei City when five people came face-to-face with them, led by a waiter to go to a private room.

  These five people, Song Yu knew them all, including Li Qianyi and Wu Lijun, who were her former classmates at Jixia Academy.

  Because of the unpleasantness that time at Sheng Yue's, Song Yu knew that these two people probably wouldn't let her off so easily this time either.

  Song Yu silently sighed and felt a sense of grievance and resentment.

  It's really not suitable for going out today, first I met Jian Yi and Qi Chengyue, now I meet these people.

  Song Yu was still worried about how to avoid them, now it's impossible to go back and forth, Li Qianyi has already spoken out to call her: "Song Yu, what a coincidence!"

  Song Yu sighed and forced a smile, stopping in front of them, "Yeah, what a coincidence."

  "How did you end up here?" Li Qianyi looked her up and down, with undisguised disdain and contempt. "Here to accompany the guests again?"

  The last time she saw Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi together at Sheng Yue, she was still quite afraid of him. She spoke to Song Yu in a not-so-polite manner, worried that she would offend Qi Chengzhi. Later, she specifically asked Guan Xiaolin about it.

  Guan Xiaolin said that Song Yu and Qi Cheng had no relationship at all, and then repeated Song Yu's original words to her, confirming again and again. Only after this did Li Qianyi put down her mind.

  Since there was no Qi Cheng to back her up, Li Qianyi was not afraid anymore.

  In the past, Song Yu was glorious in Jixia Academy, surpassing all the girls. Now that Song Yu has fallen, she can't wait to kick her while she's down and trample on her former glory, feeling extremely pleased with herself.

  Next to her, Wu Lijun covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Song Yu as if she was looking at something dirty. "Song Yu, I didn't expect that even though you've lost your status as a rich young lady, you're still quite impressive with just one face. Last time it was Sheng Yue, this time it's Hongding, each place is more high-end than the last. You can accompany guests all the way to Hongding, your guest must really like you, otherwise why would they come to Hongding and be a big spender? It's not cheap here."

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