There is a complete difference between Cen Bo's private help and helping a pair of unfortunate siblings in the name of husband and wife.

But this is the only safest solution to this problem.

Only in this way can Kang Ying's desire for revenge be curbed.

Song Yiyi knew it clearly.

That's the power of plot.

Without her as a cannon fodder, another cannon fodder will naturally take her place.

It's obvious.

Huo Tianqi is the unlucky guy.

Song Yiyi had no idea how high this thank-you letter would elevate Cen Bo.

But even if you don’t write.

The plot will definitely make up for him in other ways.

Cen Bo will not be the company commander for long.

The relationship between Kang Ying and Cen Bo-yu also needs such twists and turns and stepping stones to highlight its preciousness.

But why?

The life of the supporting character is not a life? !

Huo Tianqi had to go to work in the afternoon, so Song Yiyi gave her a few instructions and went home alone.

After she left, Huo Tianqi found a handkerchief to wipe his eyes, then walked out slowly, holding the book in his arms.

I just picked up the pile of books.

She saw the money underneath.

The new great unity is spread out neatly on the table.

Huo Tianqi clearly remembered that there was no money on the table when she put the book down.

She was very smart and figured it out immediately.

This money was left by Song Yiyi.

So Song Yiyi said she wanted to come to the dormitory.

I'm not curious about what this place looks like.

In this way, he wanted to return the money she had spent on the things she had given him, so as to preserve her thin self-esteem.

The tears that Huo Tianqi had just suppressed suddenly burst out, and her eyes felt extremely sore.

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Cen Yue carried the fish home and smelled the aroma of food as soon as he entered the door.

I heard some noise in the kitchen.

Cen Yue walked straight in.

Seeing the busy figure standing in front of the chopping board, he exuded a gentleness and tenderness that he himself was not aware of.

Song Yiyi didn't hear any footsteps at all.

She was lost in thought while cooking.

After talking with Huo Tianqi, Song Yiyi felt an indescribable sense of suffocation in her heart.

Can't find the exit.

She simply kept herself busy.

Song Yiyi cooked a table full of dishes in the afternoon.

Miscellaneous.

nondescript.

It doesn't feel like cooking, it feels like venting.

Song Yiyi stewed beef ribs with red wine.

I also made a salad with wild vegetables.

Stir-fry green peppers with red peppers.

Green tomatoes mixed with red tomatoes with added sugar.

There were also several things that the naked eye could not distinguish what was mixed together.

Cen Yue looked at the strange dishes on the chopping board, his thin lips slightly raised, and his tone was teasing: "Is our close relatives having a meeting?"

When Song Yiyi heard the voice, her shoulders shook noticeably.

Cen Yue thought he scared her.

Just as he was about to comfort her, Song Yiyi turned around and threw herself into his arms.

Noticing her abnormality, Cen Yue stretched out his arm and accurately threw the fish with the rope into the basin on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

His voice was low and soft: "Who bullied you?"

Cen Yue pulled Song Yiyi out of his arms, held her face in his hands, and looked at her carefully.

Song Yiyi put her hands on Cen Yue's shoulders.