When they arrived at Mingjiangwan, two workers came out of the elevator carrying a large box. Jiang Rang lent a hand and asked, "Is the seventh floor being renovated?"

"Yes, the owner wants to change the decoration style." One of the workers replied.

Yan Huaiqing pressed the elevator button and Jiang Rang hurried in.

"How do you know it's the seventh floor that's being renovated?"

"The last time I went home, I saw them getting into the elevator. The elevator stopped at the seventh floor. I heard the workers talking for a while, and it seemed that the owner of the seventh floor was a young girl."

Mingjiangwan is a one-unit-per-floor apartment type, and Yan Huaiqing lives on the eighth floor.

Arriving at the eighth floor, Jiang Rang put away his luggage and said, "Brother Yan, do you want me to cook for you?"

"No, go back. I'll just order takeout. Tomorrow morning, you can go to my house and drive my car over here. There's nothing to do for the next half month. You can do whatever you want. You can even go traveling."

"Okay, I'll take the trash down and throw it away." In fact, being Brother Yan's assistant is quite easy. He occasionally runs errands and cooks a few meals. When there is no work like concerts, he is very free.

Yan Huaiqing curled up on the sofa and sent a message to Luo Qingman, "Sister, are you home yet?"

The other party replied quickly, "Just arrived, how about you?"

〖I just arrived too, are you busy?〗

〖Not busy, what's the matter?〗

"It's okay. I was thinking if you're not busy, you could chat with me about some topics that may not be very informative."

[OK.]

Yan Huaiqing talked about this and that and asked about her preferences until she said she was going to eat, then he ended the conversation and ordered takeout.

After dinner, he went to refine the lyrics he had typed out the night before. At 10:30 in the evening, he tentatively sent a message to Luo Qingman.

[Are you asleep?]

[Get ready for bed.]

〖Good night, see you tomorrow.〗

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Luo Qing flipped through the chat records. Every sentence was a trick for her to chat with him and ask her about her preferences in a roundabout way or directly.

During the period of ambiguity, everything you talk about seems like teasing.

No wonder when her brother and sister-in-law were not together before, her brother could hold his phone and smile foolishly all day long.

There was a knock on the door. Luo Qingman went to open the door. She looked up and didn't see anyone. She looked down and saw it was Luo Zhenchuan.

"Auntie, would you like some milk?" Luo Zhenchuan carefully held the glass of milk and smiled at her.

"Drink, thank you Xiaochuan."

Luo Zhenchuan watched her take the cup, then followed her into the door with his hands folded, "Aunt, when will you take me to play with Uncle Yan?"

"You like him so much?"

"Aunt, don't you like Uncle Yan? I came back tonight and chatted with him, and I was laughing the whole time."

"Have I?"

"Yes!" Luo Zhenchuan said with certainty.

Luo Qingman sat on the bed and pinched his little face. "Then let Uncle Yan be your future uncle. Does Xiaochuan agree?"

Luo Zhenchuan frowned seriously and thought for a long time before saying, "If Aunt likes Uncle Yan and Uncle Yan is a good person, then it's okay."

Luo Qingman laughed, drank the last sip of milk, and rubbed his head, "So cute, Xiaochuan."

Luo Zhenchuan took the cup from her hand and said, "Good night, auntie. I'll take the cup to grandma."

"good evening."

Luo Zhenchuan went out and went to find Ye Zhiqiu with a gloomy face, "Grandma, here's the cup for you."

Ye Zhiqiu washed the cup and held him in his arms, "What's wrong? Who made our Xiaochuan unhappy? Didn't you just come out of your aunt's room?"

Luo Zhenchuan sighed in a pretentious manner, "Grandma, my aunt said she would find an uncle for me."