Late at night, Song Qingyu lay on a rattan chair and looked at the moonlight outside the window, her sleep was getting worse and worse these days, and she spent most of the night on this recliner.

It was almost early in the morning that she fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, I found myself back in bed, Song Qingyu's white fingertips brushed over the soft sheets, looked at the empty rattan chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and there was a moment of confusion in her eyes.

The sound of porridge and porridge scratching the door pulled her thoughts back, Song Qingyu got out of bed in pajamas, and the silky pajamas lined her skin more smooth and white.

As soon as the door opened, the porridge was pasted.

She bent down and walked out with the porridge in her arms, and at a glance she saw the Xu Ji food box on the table, and her eyes lit up.

Song Qingyu is actually very particular about eating, she is not picky but eats very little, and only when she meets someone who likes to eat will she taste a few more bites.

She first served the porridge porridge before sitting down to eat, and when she was about to finish eating, Song Chang pushed the door in with two large bags of ingredients.

Song Qingyu was full, and her expression was like a cat after she was satisfied: "Uncle Chang, you are old, don't go to Xu Ji to line up so early in the future." ”

Song Chang took the things to the kitchen and sorted them, and said suspiciously, "What did the young lady say?" What Xu Ji? ”

Song Qingyu noticed that something was wrong: "Didn't you buy this breakfast?" ”

Song Chang shook his head: "No." ”

He went to the supermarket early in the morning to buy food, how could he have time to queue up for Xu Ji's two hours.

It wasn't Song Chang who bought it, so who bought it?

Song Qingyu was puzzled, she suddenly remembered that on the day Fu Wenzhou was injured not long ago, she also ate Xu Ji. At that time, she thought that Song Chang bought it, but later Gu Bai said that Fu Wenzhou had come that day.

She raised her eyes: "Who bought Xu Ji last time?" ”

Song Chang stood up, and finally said, "It's Mr. Fu." ”

Last night she slept from the rattan chair to the bed, and there was an explanation for this.

Song Qingyu didn't speak, Song Chang thought she was unhappy, and hurriedly explained: "Miss, I know you don't like Mr. Fu, I won't take the things he sent in the future." ”

Song Qingyu was silent for a long time and muttered, "No." ”

Song Chang: "Nothing? ”

Song Qingyu turned around and picked up the porridge, and her tone was very light: "I don't like it." ”

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"Nothing you don't like?"

Fu Wenzhou asked excitedly: "Uncle Chang, are you sure that is what Yuzu said?" ”

Song Chang pinched his mobile phone and doubted himself for a few seconds, he called Fu Wenzhou to tell him not to break into the young lady's house in the future, and he didn't need to send breakfast anymore, so he told Fu Wenzhou all the conversations with Song Qingyu in the morning.

But how do you feel happy about the other party's reaction?

He pondered again and again and said, "Miss did say so, and she also said that you should not do these things again in the future......"

"There's no dislike." Fu Wenzhou automatically filtered Song Chang's words, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of pleasure: "If you don't like it, don't you like it?" Isn't love love? Isn't love just me? I knew Yuzu had me in her heart! ”

Song Chang: "......"

Before he could explain, he heard a clanging sound, and then the other party hung up the phone.

Song Qingyu got dressed and came down from upstairs, and when she saw Song Chang looking dumbfounded at her phone, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, Uncle Chang?" ”

The corners of Song Chang's eyes jumped, where did he dare to tell Song Qingyu the truth: "No...... Miss, shall we leave now? ”

"Hmm." Song Qingyu bent down and rubbed the head of the porridge lying on the ground: "Don't make trouble, be obedient." ”

Song Qingyu, the ability to dismantle the porridge, has been taught, when Fu Wenzhou just brought it over, she and Fu Tingshen's master bedroom were messed up by the kitten.

Strange to say, Fu Tingshen never stayed overnight in their new house, but he came back that night.

Seeing that there was suddenly a cat in the bedroom, as well as scratched sofa curtains and broken antique vases on the ground, Fu Tingshen was angry and left that night.

In addition to dismantling the house, the kitten is very well-behaved at other times, and even when Lin Yuanyuan came to bully her, he would raise his paws to scratch Lin Yuanyuan, and Lin Yuanyuan went to get the rabies vaccine and was honest for a long time.

Who wouldn't love a loyal, guardian's kitten.

Song Qingyu touched the porridge and scratched her head on its chin before reluctantly going out.

She inquired that Mrs. Ruan would go to the Yasong Grand Theater to listen to the musical today, the performance team is internationally renowned, and it is difficult to find a ticket, and Song Qingyu also wasted a lot of effort to get the ticket.

Old Madam Ruan usually entered the venue 10 minutes early, and Song Qingyu deliberately rushed ahead of her.

She is dressed elegantly and still has an innate cold temperament, and under the dim theater lights, her facial features have an illusory and unreal beauty.

As soon as Yu Rong sat down, she noticed the little girl next to her, quietly recording something in the notebook with a pen. In such a flashy era, there are not many young people who can calm down and listen to musicals, especially those who are so outstanding.

Yu Rong looked at it twice, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt.

The girl in the red dress beside her and the beautiful figure pulled Yu Rong's arm dissatisfiedly: "Grandma, what are you staring at people all the time, you don't look as good as your granddaughter." ”

Ruan Yinyin's appearance is that kind of bright beauty, the Ruan family gave birth to a female doll for several generations, she was pampered when she was a child, and she was raised arrogantly, so at first glance, when she saw someone more beautiful than her, her grandmother's attention was attracted, and the little comparison in her heart came out.

Yu Rong retracted her gaze and patted her granddaughter's hand dotingly: "Be quiet, this is the theater." ”

Ruan Yinyin snorted and sat down reluctantly.

She loves punk rock, and if it weren't for her grandmother's love of it, she wouldn't have come to this kind of place that can be hypnotized in three minutes.

When the two spoke, Song Qingyu didn't seem to hear it.

After the musical started, Song Qingyu listened to the play carefully, and wrote something in the notebook from time to time.

The group would perform at the Yasong Grand Theatre for a week, and Yu Rong found that every time she came over, she was sitting next to the same person.

In fact, when she went back that night, she remembered who the girl next to her was, and at first Yu Rong thought that it would be Song Qingyu's deliberate effort to be such a coincidence every time.

After all, this weak and spineless sick beauty has just divorced and partnered with the young master of the Yan family to open a venture capital company, and recently she and the Song family have been competing for the Ruan family's project, and the frequent meetings are somewhat deliberate.

But for five days in a row, she left after watching the drama, and she didn't even say hello to herself, so much so that when she saw the empty seat on the right tonight, Yu Rong was a little sorry.

The things recorded in the little girl's book, Yu Rong has seen it a few times, and it is some understanding of musicals, which simply writes out the reasons why she likes musicals for so many years.

Several times, she had a rare feeling of alpine and flowing water.

After the performance, Yu Rong woke up her granddaughter beside her: "Are you here to accompany grandma or to sleep?" ”

Ruan Yinyin shook Yu Rong's hand coquettishly: "Grandma, do you know that I don't like this." ”

Yu Rong sighed, glanced at the seat on the right, and left the theater with Ruan Yinyin.