Ye Qingliu and the housekeeper just entered the house...
"Xiao Qingliu, you are finally back."
"I'm starving."
Yan Yi, who was sitting on the sofa and watching a show leisurely, protested.
"Brother, I can actually give it a try."
“I’m sure it’ll be delicious.”
Qi Zhetao had a history of cooking in the kitchen, more than once. So he kept learning, asking Ye Qingliu for advice on how to make better meals.
Seeing Qi Zhetao so enthusiastic, Ye Qingliu couldn't bear to spoil his fun.
"Then I'll leave dinner to you~"
As soon as Ye Qingliu finished speaking, Qi Zhetao patted his chest confidently and responded to everyone.
"Okay, please leave it to me!"
When Yan Yu heard this, he could no longer sit still.
"No! I want to protest! I want to eat the meal made by Xiao Qingliu himself."
“Protests are futile.”
Ye Qingliu left this sentence and went upstairs in a leisurely manner.
(About forty minutes later)
There were more people at the long dining table. Everyone sat quietly, eating their own meals. No one said a word.
This time it seemed much quieter than usual. After dinner, some people went back to their rooms to do their own things, such as Ye Qingliu and Hua Jinyue.
Qi Zhetao and Han Qi were the only ones left in the living room.
"It seems like we're the only ones left."
"Brother disappeared as soon as he finished his meal."
"Big brother is always elusive."
"The young master and that young lady also have their own things to do."
The Ye family seems a little deserted today.
"Why do you think the young master is so smart?"
“There is such a thing as talent.”
“There is also something called hard work.”
Qi Zhetao paused, then continued, "Indeed, there are some players with such talent that we can't compare to. He's already so smart, yet he's still frantically solving problems every day."
"He is like a beam of light, which cannot be caught or retained."
"But light shines on everything, doesn't it?"
"Then be a light chaser."
"Han Qi, why do I feel like you've become more literary in your speech?"
"Hahaha, it's okay. I'm a cultured person."
"Since it's just the two of us, let's go watch a movie."
"Let's watch a horror movie."
They turned off the lights and the entire living room was soon plunged into darkness.
The two sat on the sofa, eating oranges and complaining about the plot.
"This woman is a bitch."
"I told her that she shouldn't go to a dangerous place, but she insisted on going there to get herself killed."
"Yeah, braindead."
"The same thing goes for the girl in green among the main characters. She used to be pretty smart, but she lost interest the moment she met a guy."
"Is this what love does to make people stupid?"
"I heard that a woman in love has zero IQ."
"What about the IQ of a man in love?"
This question stumped Qi Zhetao, leaving him speechless.
"He must be stupid too!"
Qi Zhetao still didn't reply.
"Oh my god, I fell in love with her right away. Is this love at first sight?"
"This is too fast, this is a fucking quickie relationship. Even the king of kings wouldn't allow a foursome here."
"Is this really a horror movie?... I feel like it's just a mindless romance drama."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Why do you like me? What's so good about me?"
Han Qi imitated the people on TV, put on an embarrassed expression, and asked.
"Every little bit about you is good. I like all of you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Jiaojiao."
"Would you like to?"
Han Qi learned it very well, and leaned against Qi Zhetao, but was pushed away mercilessly by him.
"Oh! Man! You've changed."
"You don't love me anymore, you heartless man. Tell me, why is your heart no longer with me? Which vixen seduced you away?"
Qi Zhetao rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "You must be crazy."
Han Qi's last sentence hit the nail on the head. Who else could it be? Of course, it was Ye Qingliu.
"You actually said I was sick."
"Azhe, you weren't like this before."
Han Qi came closer again but was pushed away again.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this guy is really good at expressing himself."
"The woman actually agreed."
Qi Zhetao didn't hear a word he said. His mind was full of Ye Qingliu.
"Qi Zhetao, why don't you say anything?"
"Why are you pretending to be so cool?"
"You're so noisy. If you say another word, I'll shut you up."
(A bar)
In a corner of the bar, deep and magnetic jazz music flowed slowly, creating a retro yet charming atmosphere. The dim and ambiguous light cast a shadow on Leng Yue, adding a touch of mystery to her.
Leng Yue was wearing a well-cut black dress, the hem of which swayed slightly as she gently crossed her legs, making her look both elegant and charming.
In front of Leng Yue was a carefully prepared martini, with a few slices of lemon peel floating in the clear liquor, exuding a faint fragrance.
Leng Yue gently stroked the cold wall of the cup with her fingers, as if feeling the coolness passing from her fingertips to her heart.
Then, she slowly raised the wine glass and gently shook it towards the dim light, with an indescribable elegance and composure in her movement.
As the wine slowly slid into his throat, Leng Yue's eyes seemed to flash with some complex emotions.
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