The teahouse, located on a small two-story building, has a quiet and peaceful environment.

When Song Qingyou arrived, Yan Miao was already there, sitting by the window on the second floor, resting her chin on her hand and looking out the window.

She would occasionally bite her lip, a lovesick expression on her face.

"..."

She walked over and tapped the table with her fingers. Yan Miao, for some reason, suddenly laughed silently, completely unaware that she had come over.

Song Qingyou sat down and waited patiently, wanting to see when she would notice her.

About two minutes later, Yan Miao covered her face and groaned twice. When she let go, she was shocked to see someone sitting opposite her. Her face turned green with fright, and she instinctively screamed.

But after recognizing Song Qingyou, her scream caught in her throat.

"What's going on, my dear Miss Song? You scared me to death!"

She pouted and apologized.

Song Qingyou poured herself a cup of tea, but only when she brought it to her lips did she remember that Yun Nian had said she was taking medicine and shouldn't drink tea, so she put it down again.

She covered her mouth and coughed lightly twice, then asked, "How are things between you and Lu Yanchen?"

"Oh dear, it's so embarrassing to talk about this." Yan Miao covered her face and twisted her body, then leaned forward slightly, looking as if she was afraid someone would hear her, and whispered furtively, "Men are easy to get with a little trickery, there's no challenge at all."

Song Qingyou raised her eyelids to look at her.

Yan Miao shrank back and chuckled awkwardly, "Haha, just kidding. What's it to you?"

Song Qingyou twirled her teacup between her fingers, carefully asking, "If a man doesn't feel secure with his wife, is it the man's problem or his wife's problem?"

Yan Miao asked directly, "Fu Wenzhou doesn't seem to feel safe? That doesn't seem like it."

Song Qingyou: "...It wasn't him."

Yan Miao waved her hand, looking completely unfazed: "What kind of relationship do we have? Do you think you can fool me? Tell me in detail how Fu Wenzhou feels insecure."

Her eyes burned with a fierce thirst for gossip. Song Qingyou paused for a moment, and for a fleeting instant, she felt that she had chosen the wrong strategist.

Perhaps it would be more suitable to find Jiang Xun?

Yan Miao urged, "Hey, tell me!"

Song Qingyou decided to give her some trust.

Then I told him about the trouble Fu Wenzhou had been causing lately.

After hearing this, Yan Miao stared at her with a resentful look: "I suspect you're showing off your love."

Song Qingyou: "...Don't you think Fu Wenzhou's sensitivity is abnormal?"

"Isn't he normal? Isn't he trying every way to act cute with you? Haven't you noticed that the more you show you care, the more cute he becomes? Isn't he like this because you spoil him?" Yan Miao clicked her tongue, feeling jealous and envious. "Sure enough, people who are spoiled are fearless. If this were before, Fu Wenzhou wouldn't be so demanding. He's just spoiled by you."

Those few words were like a thunderbolt, and Song Qingyou suddenly had an epiphany. Recalling what had happened during this period, she instantly understood.

It turns out that Fu Wenzhou's frequent temper tantrums were because she spoiled him.

So the problem still lies with her.

Seeing that she seemed lost in thought, Yan Miao assumed she disliked Fu Wenzhou's clinginess and offered helpful advice: "If you don't want him to be so clingy, you need to learn to ignore his little tantrums and not respond to everything he does. You need to let him learn to be independent. I'll explain in detail how..."

"Being clingy is a good thing."

"Right? Men should be more independent. Who can stand someone who throws tantrums all the time... Huh? What did you say?" Yan Miao stared at her with wide eyes, wondering if she had misheard.

Song Qingyou visibly breathed a sigh of relief and said frankly, "If this makes him feel more at ease, then it's good."

Upon hearing this, Yan Miao's expression became extremely complicated.

In her heart, her sister had always been aloof and unmoved by anyone, even giving people a sense of unapproachable distance.

She once thought that Song Qingyou would never fall in love with anyone.

If someone had told her before that Song Qingyou would be so infatuated with a man, and so devoted to taking care of his feelings, she would have definitely scoffed.

Even if that person is Fu Wenzhou.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that only Fu Wenzhou can make her care so much.

Yan Miaozhen said sincerely, "You're finished. He's got you wrapped around his little finger."

Song Qingyou smiled faintly.

Are they being manipulated by Fu Wenzhou?

not necessarily.

As they left the teahouse, Yan Miao invited Song Qingyou to a banquet that evening.

However, Song Qingyou felt that she wouldn't be able to have fun with her weak body and would only cause trouble for others, so she declined.

Yan Miao didn't try to persuade her further, but kept checking the time, clearly eager to go back. Yet she still asked in a fake manner, "Do you want me to take you back?"

Song Qingyou nodded: "If you're not in a hurry."

"...Well, we're still in a bit of a rush, how about I call you a taxi?" Yan Miao didn't expect her to agree, and gave a few dry laughs.

Song Qingyou had anticipated this move and chuckled, "Go back now, I've brought a driver with me."

"real?"

"real."

"Okay, I'll be going now, bye-bye."

Yan Miao slipped away quickly, and judging from her bright and cheerful expression, she was most likely going to find Lu Yanchen.

After watching Yan Miao leave, the driver came over and asked in a low voice, "Miss Song, are you going back now?"

Seeing that it was still early, Song Qingyou said, "Take me to the company."

On the way, as she passed a shopping mall, she caught a glimpse of Fu Wenzhou out of the corner of her eye.

She thought she was seeing things, so she asked the driver to stop and looked carefully. It was indeed Fu Wenzhou at the entrance of the shopping mall across the street.

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