Su Yue tugged at the corners of her mouth, and pulled Song Qiuxue to stand up: "Stand up and digest faster." ”

Alas, even if the hot pot is delicious, these two people shouldn't be so ignorant of moderation! I'm not afraid of breaking down.

Song Qiuxue waved her hand, pointed at Song Qizheng and said with a smile: "Daddy, look at your belly, it looks like a small watermelon." ”

“……”

The hall was quiet for a moment, and Song Qizheng stood up: "Xue'er, your whole person has been a lot rounder recently, look at your clothes, they are almost torn." ”

Hearing this, Song Qiuxue looked down at her clothes in a daze, hugged Su Yue and cried: "Sister Su Yue, what should I do, I'm going to be fat into a ball." ”

Su Yue was a little helpless: "Then lose weight!" ”

This eldest lady of the Song family has eaten hot pot for nearly a month, and the hot pot happens to be a high-calorie food, so it's no wonder that Song Qiuxue is not fat!

Song Qiuxue sniffed and shook her head silently: "But I can't bear to make hot pot, because it's so delicious." ”

“……”

Secretly sighing that this baby is a foodie, Su Yue smiled: "Then eat low-fat vegetable hot pot, tomato fat beef, mushroom soup hot pot and so on!" ”

"Huh?"

In the blink of an eye, Song Qiuxue nodded with a smile: "Sister Su Yue is still smart, I can continue to eat hot pot again." ”

Song Qizheng secretly swallowed his saliva, and he didn't know if those hot pots that could lose weight were delicious.

"Father?"

Waving his hand, Song Yu frowned: "You...... Don't you want to settle accounts with us? ”

Father looks like he's very happy, isn't he angry about Chef Sun?

"Reckoning?" Song Qizheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Xue'er has already made it clear to me what happened, the fault is not you, it is that Sun Imperial Chef himself did it wrong." ”

Hearing that Song Qizheng had no intention of settling accounts at all, Song Yu and Su Yue glanced at each other, and Su Yue blinked: "That Sun Imperial Chef really can't afford to play, it's contemptible." ”

"Huh? The words can't be said like that. ”

Song Qizheng shook his head, his face solemn: "There are still a lot of things in the Sun Imperial Kitchen Club, and his status in the capital is extraordinary. ”

"You mean the rice ball that was praised by the emperor?"

Song Qiuxue covered her mouth and snickered: "Haha, Daddy only cares about eating hot pot today when he sees you, and Sister Su Yue will also make that rice ball, and it is better than what Sun Yuchu did, and now it is a gift from our Aftertaste Pavilion." ”

As soon as he heard that Haoweiju's signature dish had become his own gift, Song Qizheng was a little confused: "This ...... How is this possible? ”

Song Yu ordered the shopkeeper Wu to bring the sushi and smiled: "Ah Yue calls this thing sushi, and there are many flavors, seafood and fish, vegetables and fruits, as well as egg rolls and corn, etc. ”

"Hiccup!"

Although he couldn't hold it up, Song Qizheng couldn't help but taste it, and nodded admiringly: "This taste is really delicious, Su girl, your hands are too skillful." ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to take the plate into his arms, which shows his love for this sushi.

Su Yue smiled, not to mention, this Song Qiuxue is just like this Song master, but it is Song Yu, it should be with her biological mother!

"That Imperial Chef Sun, if he knew about this, he would definitely be angry."

Realizing that he had exposed his schadenfreude, Song Qizheng coughed softly: "Since the business of the Aftertaste Pavilion is very good, then continue to carry it forward." ”

"There is still a long way to go before it can be carried forward and become the signboard of the Aftertaste Pavilion."

Seeing that Song Qi was so down-to-earth and easy to speak, Su Yue simply didn't talk about it, she smiled, and her voice was crisp: "But if a hot pot tasting contest is held, I believe that the popularity of the Aftertaste Pavilion will definitely reach an unprecedented height." ”

Only by opening up the popularity can we get more customers and the business will prosper.

Song Qizheng nodded in agreement: "This matter can indeed be considered, if there is anything that needs my help, you can speak." ”

"Good!"

As soon as Song Qizheng was sent away, Song Yu sat on the chair a little tired, Su Yue shook her head: "I said, why are you pulling me to read the materials one by one, from the morning when I saw that it was dark, it turned out that I was afraid that your father would settle accounts!" ”

"yes!"

Nodding, Song Yu sighed: "After all, my father is a person who cares a lot about reputation, I thought that Sun Yuchu found him, and he would definitely blame you for the matter." ”

"I can handle Imperial Chef Sun, can't I handle your father? It's a mediocrity. ”

Rubbing her stomach, Su Yue looked depressed: "I walked for a day today, and the food I ate at noon was digested, so I have to make something to eat." ”

"I'm hungry too."

"Wait!"

Because it was late at night, there were no helpers and cooks in the entire kitchen, Su Yue had to do it herself, Song Yu stood aside and watched quietly, was Ah Yue like this when she was with Murong Shan before?

The palms of his hands were clenched, Song Yu's brows were furrowed, Murong Shan didn't come for so long, did it prove that he had given up on Ah Yue?

"What are you thinking?"

"I ......"

Lowering his head in annoyance, Song Yu pulled the corners of his mouth far-fetched: "Ah Yue, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not, but I really can't hold it back." ”

Su Yue cut the cucumber shreds neatly: "What are you talking about, just say it if you have anything to say!" ”

"Yes......"

Taking a deep breath, Song Yu opened his mouth and said, "Murong Shan hasn't looked for you for so long, it's very likely that he is really with Liu Qingqing, Ah Yue, should you give up?" ”

"Hiss......"

Clutching her bleeding fingers, Su Yue's delicate facial features were wrinkled together.

Song Yu was taken aback, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to help Su Yue bandage: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not opening which pot to mention." Ah Yue, you won't be angry, will you? ”

"No life." Su Yue smiled: "I know, you are also for my good, but now I don't want to pay attention to these troubles, let's get the business of Huiwei Pavilion done first." ”

"yes!"

Song Yu sighed helplessly, just mentioning it, Ah Yue absentmindedly cut his hand, it seems that Ah Yue still didn't let go of Murong Shan in his heart.

Although she was in a bad mood, Su Yue still cheered up and put down two bowls of noodles, and Song Yu had a little wandering spirit at the dinner table: "Ah Yue, if you meet someone you like in the future, will you marry him?" ”

"Marry?" Su Yue frowned, how strange is Ayu today, it won't be that she wants to introduce her to a rich boy!

Song Yu only felt that there was a stone pressing on his heart: "I think you will not marry for life because of the deed of sale in Murong Shan's hand, so I am a little worried." ”

"Gah?" In the blink of an eye, Su Yue sneered: "The deed of sale is a piece of waste paper to me, but I have no plans to remarry at all." ”

Even if Murong Shan is really with another woman one day, then she will not be restricted everywhere because of a deed of sale.

"You don't care about the deed of sale?" Song Yu was a little unconvinced: "Ah Yue, the deed of sale has always been there, and you will never be free." ”

"You ......"

Su Yue frowned strangely: "You won't be afraid that Murong Shan will marry another woman, and then you want to use the deed of sale to squeeze me, right?" ”

Seeing that Su Yue had misunderstood, Song Yu didn't explain: "Like those Qinglou women, or maids and slaves, once they are sold, they will be for a lifetime, until the day they die." ”

"Feudalism is cruelty."

Pouting, Su Yue raised her chin arrogantly: "If Murong Shan really marries another beautiful girl, then I will go away." ”

How can an unsubstantiated deed lock her for the rest of her life? It's ridiculous!