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"It's inconvenient." Cheng Yue frowned.

Song Jiao'e bit her lip, a little unable to believe that she was rejected, and handed over the enamel bowl again, "I'll go in and put down the soup and leave, you hurt me for me, I don't want to ...... in my heart."

Cheng Yue glanced at the soup, which was far worse than Zhu Ling's boiling.

Song Jiao'e is the daughter of the factory director, she has been pampered since she was a child, her parents have never let her go to the kitchen, and she is already very hearted to cook for Cheng Yue, how can she be expected to have any cooking skills.

"No, Poria made me soup." Cheng Yue still didn't let go.

Cheng Juan saw it in her eyes, but she didn't relax her vigilance at all, and said in her heart that Miss Song's drunkard didn't mean to drink, looking at her brother's eyes, everyone could see what was going on.

When Song Jiao'e left, Cheng Juan couldn't help asking, "Brother, what's the matter with you and your sister-in-law?" I haven't spoken for the past two days, is it awkward? ”

Could it be because Miss Song made an awkward fuss?

Her brother was injured for another woman, no wonder her sister-in-law didn't want to talk to him.

I can't stand it.

Cheng Yue straightened his face, "What's the awkwardness?" It's clear that your sister-in-law is fighting with someone, and she doesn't know how to repent. ”

"What fight?" Cheng Juan was stunned, and when she heard Cheng Yue say about the so-called fight, her eyes were as big as copper bells.

This misunderstanding is a big deal!

At this time, Zhu Lingling was running on the alley downstairs.

From running a few hundred meters at the beginning and being out of breath, to now running 3 kilometers in one go, Zhu Fuling feels that her persistence for a while has not been in vain, but her pants are getting looser and looser, and it is easy to fall down when she runs.

It's going to be changed again.

This is a good thing, it shows that she has lost weight, and when she takes a bath, she clearly feels that the circles of flesh on her body are shrinking, and when she looks in the mirror, the contours of her face are becoming more and more similar to her previous life.

At this rate, you will be able to return to the figure of your previous life within this year.

The road ahead is bright!

Zhu Fuling was full of confidence, spread her legs and wanted to run one more lap, when someone suddenly came out in front of her and almost hit her.

"I'm sorry to ......" Zhu Fuling subconsciously apologized, and then saw who the other party was-

The daughter of the factory director, Song Jiao'e.

She also held an enamel bowl with bone broth in her hand.

Got it.

Brought soup to someone.

Song Jiao'e glared at her, and then, deliberately poured the bone broth into the trash, twisted her waist, and left angrily.

Zhu Fuling shook her head, guessing that she didn't please Cheng Yue, so she poured her anger on her.

But what does this concern her?

She didn't know that this Miss Song was going to make soup for him, and if she knew, she wouldn't have to bother preparing bone broth in the morning.

Back in the house, Cheng Yue had already finished drinking the bone broth she had prepared, and when he saw her come back, he changed his cold face from the previous two days, "I have something to tell you." ”

Zhu Lingling ran out of sweat, sweating all over her body, she went to take a shower first, changed into clean clothes, and then entered the room, "What do you want to say?" ”

Cheng Yue was packing his things, "I'm going on a business trip." ”

Zhu Fuling was stunned, "How long?" ”

"It's as short as ten days, as long as half a month, you stay at home and don't run around."

Zhu Fuling was speechless, daring him to think that she was still the original owner and would be a demon everywhere.

Her tone was a little cold, "I just can't be idle." ”

Cheng Yue was nervous about the coming year, and he was about to have another attack.

After more than ten seconds, he let out a long sigh, "I heard Juan'er say about the fight, it was Wang Wei who found fault and ruined your stall, but when did you go to set up a stall to sell boxed lunches?" ”

"If I don't sell boxed lunches, where will I get the money to live?"

Cheng Yue was stunned.

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