Su Qingyao felt a surge of suspicion and frowned slightly.

Is that really the case? Seeing Leng Yue's reluctance to elaborate, she decided not to press the matter further.

He sighed inwardly, picked up his phone and started scrolling, his slender fingers swiping casually across the screen.

Lu Qingzhou busied herself in the kitchen for a while before finally getting everything tidied up.

He took off his apron, hung it on a hook on the wall, and walked into the living room.

He looked up at the two people sitting on the sofa.

After a brief hesitation, he did not go over there, but went straight to the balcony.

He stood in front of the tall French windows, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it skillfully.

The night breeze gently blew through the side window, ruffling the hair on his forehead.

Lu Qingzhou quietly looked out the window at the night view, the neon lights flashing and the traffic flowing, but she felt a strange sense of unease.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaled, and the smoke drifted into the night sky.

I don't know how much time passed.

A soft, delicate body, carrying a faint, elegant fragrance, gently pressed against his back, while two fair, lotus-like arms, like vines in spring, gently embraced his strong waist.

Lu Qingzhou knew who it was without even thinking. There were only a few people in the room, and besides Su Qingyao, who else could be hugging him so intimately from behind?

'It couldn't possibly be Leng Yue, oh my god, this is really weird, why would I associate it with that crazy woman Leng Yue again?'

Su Qingyao gently rubbed her pretty face against Lu Qingzhou's back, her voice soft and sweet, as she asked in a coquettish tone, "What are you looking at so intently?"

Lu Qingzhou pulled himself out of his chaotic thoughts, glanced back at her, and smiled slightly as he joked, "Looking at a beautiful woman."

Su Qingyao pouted her bright red lips slightly, like a child begging for candy, and said persistently, "Where are the beauties I want to see?"

Lu Qingzhou casually pointed to the building opposite and said nonchalantly, "Hey."

He then sighed slightly, a mischievous smile on his face, and teased half-jokingly, "I'm being too formal after all. Now that young woman across from me is changing clothes with her back to me. Tsk, it gives me endless fantasies."

Su Qingyao knew he was joking, but she just couldn't stand his nonsense.

She reached out and pinched his waist, feigning anger, and scolded, "You, Lu Qingzhou, what kind of person are you? Thinking about other women right in front of me! Humph, I'm angry!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a lot of coquettishness, and she even twisted her body slightly.

Leng Yue hadn't paid attention to their conversation at first, but Su Qingyao's words had clearly reached her ears.

Leng Yue's heart tightened suddenly, as if she had been pricked by a needle. She was startled and instinctively looked towards the balcony.

But seeing Su Qingyao still flirting with Lu Qingzhou, she breathed a slight sigh of relief, but then a wave of discomfort surged up, as if a stone was stuck in her chest, making her feel a little heartbroken.

Although her gaze was fixed on the television screen, she would occasionally glance towards the balcony out of the corner of her eye.

"Buzzing..."

In the quiet living room, the sudden vibration startled Leng Yue.

Her wandering thoughts were abruptly pulled back to reality by the loud noise.

She subconsciously scanned the area and finally found a cell phone under a cushion; the vibration was coming from that phone.

Leng Yue's gaze was fixed on the phone, whose style and color were very similar to Lu Qingzhou's.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she quickly reviewed the events in her mind. She remembered that Lu Qingzhou hadn't touched her phone since leaving the kitchen, and a sliver of hope crept into her heart.

He thought to himself, "Lu Qingzhou probably didn't see the message I sent."

She glanced back at the balcony and saw Lu Qingzhou and Su Qingyao standing there, chatting and laughing, seemingly unaware of the commotion in the living room.

Leng Yue's heart suddenly raced, driven by a strange sense of luck.

She quickly reached out, picked up Lu Qingzhou's phone, hid it under the coffee table, and swiftly unlocked it by gently sliding her fingers across the screen.

As for why she was able to access Lu Qingzhou's phone, there's nothing strange about it.

Since what happened with Lin Yinuo, Lu Qingzhou has tried to put Su Qingyao at ease.

I set a simple screensaver password in front of them, and even that little girl Zhouzhou was able to unlock it after seeing it once.

Ignoring the caller ID, Leng Yue anxiously opened Lu Qingzhou's WeChat. Her eyes scanned the chat list eagerly.

However, he did not see the message he sent.

She frowned slightly. 'Lu Qingzhou must have deleted it after seeing it.'

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, now felt as if it had been slammed to the ground, utterly dead.

But for some reason, she felt a sense of relief and liberation.

But then, a feeling of gain and loss welled up in my heart again.

'What should I say if Lu Qingzhou asks about this someday? Did I send it to the wrong person? Yes, just deny it to the death.'

The vibration stopped, but only three seconds later, the phone started vibrating again.

Leng Yue looked at the name on the caller ID and quickly thought about it. It seemed to be Lu Qingzhou's former colleague.

Calling at this time probably means something important is happening.

Leng Yue hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Lu Qingzhou on the balcony and called out, "Handsome Lu, your phone is ringing."

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingzhou turned around and responded, then said apologetically to Su Qingyao beside him, "I'm going to answer a call."

Su Qingyao nodded and released her grip on Lu Qingzhou's arm.

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