"I was able to find Yuegang because someone sold me the information."
Song Qingyu's heart trembled. Although she already had the answer in her heart, she still couldn't help asking, "Who is it?"
"Liu Yue."
Song Qingyu's expression suddenly changed.
It really is Liu Yue.
But she couldn't understand why Liu Yue did this?
There is clearly no grudge between them.
"So what?" She came back to her senses and said to Lu Yanzhi's deep eyes, "Even if his sister betrayed me, it was his sister's fault. How could I have harmed him?"
"You and he are together, and there's discord between you and your sister-in-law. Isn't that harmful to him?"
Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi and suddenly laughed. She laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward, and tears came out.
Lu Yanzhi frowned: "What are you laughing at?"
After a long while, Song Qingyu finally stopped laughing, but tears were still welling up in her eyes: "When Lu Yunzhi made things difficult for me before, I always thought that the high and mighty Lu Yanzhi was out of touch with the mundane world, so naturally he didn't know about the trivialities of family life, such as the conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, or between sister-in-law and sister-in-law.
It doesn't matter if I suffer a little injustice, as long as I don't make things difficult for you.
So you knew it."
When she said the last sentence, Song Qingyu's voice trembled.
However, soon, a faint smile appeared on her face again.
Fortunately, it's all over.
She has nothing to do with the Lu family anymore.
Lu Yanzhi was stung by the indifference in Song Qingyu's eyes.
He knew that Song Qingyu had conflicts with Xu Jing and Lu Yunzhi, but he always regarded it as a boring fight between women and did not take it to heart.
"I……"
"Mr. Lu, there's no need to say more," Song Qingyu's tone gradually turned cold. "This is a matter between me and my senior brother. As for you..."
"Since we've already agreed not to meet again, if we do meet, the newcomer should be tactful and take the initiative to avoid suspicion. What do you think, Mr. Lu?"
Lu Yanzhi's eyes sank instantly: "Song Qingyu!"
"Otherwise, I would just think that every chance encounter was deliberately created by Mr. Lu."
Lu Yanzhi blinked several times quickly, then he stood up slowly and looked at Song Qingyu coldly: "Then you really think too much!"
After saying this, he turned and left without any hesitation.
But the moment he stepped out of the threshold, his steps paused for a moment.
But soon, he walked out again.
Song Qingyu waited until the elevator sound outside the door stopped before she walked to the door and closed it.
Finally he's gone.
She went to the kitchen and looked at the refrigerator where only noodles were left, feeling a little confused.
She is tired of eating noodles every day.
You can make dumplings!
Pack more and give them to your senior brothers.
It’s a good time to chat with my senior brother.
Song Qingyu does what she says.
After washing up, I went downstairs to the breakfast shop outside the community and bought some buns and fried dough sticks.
After eating, she went to the market to buy fresh meat and vegetables.
When I finished my work and got home, it was already ten o'clock.
Song Qingyu took out the flour, kneaded the dough and made dumplings.
The last time there was such a big fuss was half a year ago when Lu Yanzhi suddenly said he wanted to eat dumplings.
The housekeeper at home bought him dumplings from more than a dozen restaurants, but he was not satisfied with any of them.
In the end, it was Song Qingyu who carefully asked Lu Yanzhi what kind of dumpling skin and filling he wanted, and finally made dumplings that made Lu Yanzhi barely satisfied.
At that time, she had been busy for a whole day and night without closing her eyes. When she heard Lu Yanzhi's evaluation of "not so bad", her heart seemed to fall into a snowdrift. She woke up instantly and was not sleepy at all.
"Plop..." The dumpling wrapper slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. Song Qingyu came to her senses and focused her attention back on the dumpling wrapper.
Only then did she realize a serious problem.
She still doesn't know what kind of filling Liu Yi Yang likes.
Just ask directly and there will be no surprises.
Song Qingyu thought about it and decided to make two kinds of dumplings: pure vegetarian and pure meat.
It was already past four in the afternoon when the food was ready.
Song Qingyu packed the dumplings into two insulated boxes and went downstairs to Liu Yiyang's apartment.
When they arrived at Jinxiu, Liu Yi Yang had not returned yet, so Song Qingyu waited for him downstairs.
However, in less than five minutes, Liu Yi Yang's car appeared at the entrance of the community.
"Why are you so fast?" Song Qingyu was a little surprised.
Liu Yiyang's face was slightly flushed in the wind, but there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"You called me and I rushed back. Didn't you wait too long?"
"Aren't you off work yet?" Song Qingyu looked at Liu Yiyang and asked with a smile.
Liu Yiyang scratched his head: "Company affairs are not as important as you. Let's go in first."
Song Qingyu nodded slightly and followed Liu Yiyang into the community, feeling warm in her heart.
Only then did Liu Yiyang notice that Song Qingyu was holding the thermal box in her hand.
"Why did you bring something with you?"
"I cooked some dumplings, and there were a few left, so I brought some for you."
Liu Yiyang smiled with his eyes curved.
Song Qingyu couldn't help but laugh along.
The orange-red sunset fell on them, which was particularly harmonious.
The two walked forward slowly.
It's time to get off work.
Many single men and women came back and felt a little envious when they saw this scene.
A few minutes later, the two finally arrived at Liu Yi Yang's apartment.
Last time, the house where Song Qingyu lived was prepared by Liu Yiyang for guests.
It was cleaned very well.
This time, we entered Liu Yi Yang’s own house, which was also very tidy and clean.
"Did you ask your aunt to collect this?"
"No, I collected them myself." Liu Yi Yang went into the kitchen and poured out the dumplings.
The hot dumplings exude a faint aroma in the small space.
"You collected it yourself?" Song Qingyu was surprised. "You usually have to manage the company, so how can you have time to do housework?"
"As long as you want to make it, you can always find time." Liu Yiyang took out a few plates and asked, "What kind of dipping sauce do you want?"
"Jealous." Song Qingyu walked to the kitchen door and said worriedly, "I don't know what kind of dumplings you like, so I made pork dumplings, leek dumplings, and cabbage dumplings. You..."
Liu Yiyang smiled gently: "As long as it's made by you, I like it."
Song Qingyu smiled awkwardly, quickly picked up a plate of dumplings, and walked out of the restaurant first.
Ever since Liu Yi Yang expressed his feelings, he seems to be letting himself go.
She was still a little uncomfortable.
She turned around and was about to go into the kitchen again, but was stopped by Liu Yiyang.
"Just sit there. These tasks should be left to men."
"What's that saying?"
Liu Yiyang was silent for a moment: "Anyway, leave this kind of thing to me from now on!"
Song Qingyu's heartstrings were gently plucked, and the words she had been brewing all the way now surged into her heart.
After Liu Yiyang sat down, she gently fiddled with the dumplings in the bowl, "Brother, last time you said..."
Before she could finish her words, there was a bang on the door outside, so strong that it seemed like someone was tearing down the wall.
Song Qingyu looked at Liu Yiyang in surprise.
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