However, he still couldn't figure it out, "My godfather asked me to help Qin Huairu before, but now he doesn't allow me to help her and wants to cut off contact with her."
After more than ten minutes, Qin Huairu quietly came back, observed for a while, and did not see Li Qinghe. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and ran over.
"Shazhu, I'm sorry, I didn't know Li Qinghe was here." Qin Huairu looked a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, you'll know once you know."
He Yuzhu said very firmly, took out a bag from the cabinet and handed it over, "Okay, this is all I can do for you. This is ten kilograms of flour. Take it back and make dumplings for the New Year."
Qin Huairu was delighted and quickly took it, saying gently, "Shazhu, you are so nice. You still care about me."
He Yuzhu's heart was a little agitated, but when he thought of his great cause of marrying a wife, he suppressed it with force, "Okay, Sister Qin, you should go back quickly."
Qin Huairu's eyes suddenly turned sad, "Okay, then I'm leaving."
In the past, He Yuzhu would have said less sweet words, but now, he didn't even have the slightest intention of taking advantage, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
When he got to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Silly Zhu, how about I bring my cousin over here in the next two days and let you meet her?"
He Yuzhu was about to refuse, but he remembered that Yi Zhonghai had asked him to keep a low profile and not to tell anyone about the blind date, so he said politely, "Well, no need. It's Chinese New Year, so don't bother. Let's talk about it after the New Year. Go back."
Qin Huairu immediately became suspicious. He Yuzhu's attitude was completely different from before.
"Is he dating someone?"
When Qin Huairu thought of this possibility, she suddenly felt unwell.
He forced a smile and walked away quickly with the bag.
"No, we must not let He Yuzhu find a partner. Find time in the next few days to bring my cousin over."
She had always dragged it out before because she had some little ideas of her own, but now it was no longer possible. If she let He Yuzhu get married, everything would be gone.
What would she do then? This time the flour was a good start, and she couldn't let it run out like this.
Just after taking a few steps, I heard a familiar voice, "Sister Qin, why are you so anxious? What are you going to do?"
Qin Huairu paused and asked in surprise: "Li Qinghe?!"
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