Chapter 1100 Mr. Qi's Clingy Wife 29
Song Jinhuan specially wore a tracksuit before going out after receiving Qi Lu's message.
The other person was dressed in a suit as always, with the buttons of his white shirt fastened all the way up, exuding an air of refined asceticism.
There was a car following behind, presumably Qi Lu's bodyguards.
Next to the horse farm is a farm.
Qi Lu's friend, dressed in a floral shirt and wearing a nonchalant smile, became more serious when he saw Song Jinhuan.
"Hello Miss Liu, my name is Murong Qing, and I welcome you."
Song Jinhuan greeted her with a smile, "Hello, the air here is so fresh."
Surrounded by mountains on all sides, several bungalows were connected together, with colorful flowers planted at the entrance and an open-air barbecue grill made of bricks.
The racetrack is right in front of us.
Everywhere you look, you can see Murong Qing's love for life.
"It took a lot of time to build this place, and it's only recently started to look decent," Murong Qing said, unable to hide his pride.
"Haha, if you like, Qi Luchang can bring you over to play."
Emotional progress: 43.
Oh ho, it seems this is exactly what Qi Lü wanted.
Song Jinhuan readily agreed, "Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Qi."
Qi Lu replied calmly, "No trouble at all."
Murong Qing's gaze swept between the two of them, and an idea came to him. "It's ten o'clock. Are you having lunch here?"
Just as Song Jinhuan was about to say no, Murong Qing added, "I've got a big oven here. The cakes it bakes are incredibly crispy, and it can bake almost anything. Would you like to try it?"
Song Jinhuan subconsciously looked at Qi Lü.
"Are you curious?" He asked, his hands behind his back, leaning slightly forward.
Song Jinhuan's eyes sparkled, then she hesitated and said, "But, we agreed on this the day before yesterday."
"I won't be as busy for the next period of time."
Song Jinhuan tentatively asked, "Then I'll treat you to dinner again tomorrow?"
Qi Lu frowned slightly, as if he had gone through tomorrow's schedule in his mind before finally deciding, "Tonight."
"OK!"
The large furnace that Murong Qing mentioned was indeed very large, nearly two meters high and 1.5 meters wide, and it was installed in the corner of the wall.
Murong Qing skillfully started a fire, pulling the firebox twice to make sure the fire wouldn't go out, before saying, "I have a group of friends coming over, I'll go pick them up first."
"The ingredients are all ready, so please feel free to do whatever you like."
Then he left without looking back.
The stove has two small openings, each with five openings, which can hold different ingredients.
Instructions on how to keep the fire burning were also posted on the table: pull the firebox three times every five minutes.
Song Jinhuan and Qi Lu made a pizza together, and then put sweet potatoes, dough and other ingredients in it.
She simply sat by the firebox, resting her chin on her hand, and waited.
Qi Lu washed his hands and sat down beside her. The low stool made the two of them look rather aggrieved.
What are your plans next?
Song Jinhuan tilted her head to look at him, "My mom is planning to open a branch near the middle school and wants me to manage it."
"The store is currently under renovation."
Qi Lu didn't know how to answer, and finally managed to utter three words: "It's fine."
The two chatted on and off for a long time. Qi Lu was not a witty or humorous person; on the contrary, he was rather rigid and serious.
It was almost 1:30 when the lively sounds outside finally began to fill the air.
Murong Qing has returned, along with six people: three men and three women.
Thanks to Liu's father's explanation, Song Jinhuan immediately recognized the tall, thin man wearing sunglasses in the crowd as Xia Wenxuan, the newly crowned Best Actor.
Perhaps her gaze was too direct, because Xia Wenxuan noticed and looked over at her, and then clearly glanced at Qi Lu beside her.
Then he took off his sunglasses and gave a malicious sneer.
Qi Lu moved half of his body behind her without making a sound, leaned down slightly, looked up in the direction of her gaze, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you looking at?"
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