Su Qingyao adjusted her posture and sat opposite Leng Yue.
The air in the living room seemed to be frozen by the tranquil atmosphere.
She looked into Leng Yue's eyes, her expression as usual, a faint smile on her lips.
But there was a hint of something intriguing in her eyes. After a moment, she said, "But you look like you have something on your mind. We've been 'sisters' for so many years."
Are you thinking about dating? If you are, you can tell me. Maybe I can even give you some advice, help you find someone suitable, and give you some feedback.
Su Qingyao's words, seemingly out of concern, were actually a test.
She just wanted to find out whether Leng Yue's poem to Lu Qingzhou was intentional or unintentional.
Leng Yue's heart clenched suddenly, as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
Why would Yao Yao ask that? What did she discover?
I don't think I did anything inappropriate with Lu Qingzhou in front of her.
She's definitely bluffing me. Yes, she must be bluffing me. You cunning Yao, how come you've become so smart now, while I've become so stupid.
She felt a pang of annoyance, but dared not show the slightest sign of it on her face.
immediately,
Leng Yue maintained a calm demeanor and chuckled softly, "Hehehe, I don't have anyone I like, so don't make wild guesses."
Su Qingyao couldn't help but feel suspicious: 'Could I have misunderstood? How should I interpret that poem? No, I need to test it again.'
Thinking of this,
She cleared her throat, her gentle smile still on her face, and went straight to the point: "Yueyue, I've recently come to like an ancient poem."
Upon hearing Su Qingyao suddenly mention the words 'ancient poetry,' Leng Yue's heart leaped into her throat, feeling as if her heart was pounding like thunder.
'Why is she suddenly talking to me about classical poetry? Could it be that she saw the poem I sent to Lu Qingzhou? That's possible.'
She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pounding in her heart, and reached out to pick up the water glass on the coffee table. Her movements seemed elegant and composed, but her palms were actually almost wet.
After taking a sip of water, she looked up at Su Qingyao and asked calmly, "Oh, what kind of ancient poems do you like? I like them too, and I've recently become obsessed with them. Can you read them aloud so I can see what kind of ancient poems you like?"
Su Qingyao subtly observed Leng Yue's expression, not missing any subtle changes in her face.
Seeing that Leng Yue looked relaxed and showed no signs of tension,
With a hint of suspicion, Su Qingyao spoke slowly, her voice melodious and rhythmic:
"I urge you not to waste your golden robes, but to cherish your youth."
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, lest they wither and fall, leaving only bare branches."
With each sentence Su Qingyao uttered, her gaze was fixed on Leng Yue like a sharp arrow.
When Leng Yue heard Su Qingyao utter the first word, her heart skipped a beat.
Sure enough, she must have seen the poem I sent to Lu Qingzhou.
What should I do? What should I do? I'm asking for help from netizens. I posted a poem to my best friend's husband, and his wife found out. What should I do? I'm waiting online, it's urgent.
One more thing, her husband now has two women.
So, I...I'm not a mistress.
Please give me some guidance, but please don't give me advice or criticism, or I might bite.
Leng Yue screamed inwardly, trying to save face for herself.
Noticing Su Qingyao's sharp gaze, Leng Yue outwardly feigned composure, but inwardly she was panicking. She secretly took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.
Fortunately, Leng Yue had already thought of a solution. She immediately feigned surprise, widening her eyes and looking astonished: "Isn't this the poem you're talking about the one I was going to send to you, but accidentally sent to Handsome Lu?"
After she finished speaking, she took another sip of water, gently put down the glass, and deliberately slowed down her movements, trying to make herself look more composed.
Su Qingyao was slightly taken aback, a hint of disbelief flashing in her eyes, and asked in surprise, "You sent it to Qingzhou by mistake?"
Leng Yue nodded vigorously, her expression very sincere: "Yes, later I wanted to back out, but my phone suddenly froze and wouldn't turn on."
This really annoyed me; I have to get a new one tomorrow. Oh, and my phone is still in the bedroom.
After saying that, she got up and walked towards her bedroom. Her steps seemed light, but in fact, she took each step very carefully.
Leng Yue walked into the bedroom, quickly turned on the light, and frantically patted her chest, whispering in a panic, "Oh my god, I was so scared!"
She gently patted her chest a few times, picked up her phone from the bedside table, pressed a button, and sure enough, it still wouldn't turn on.
He secretly rejoiced, thinking that this was evidence for what he had just said.
Back in the living room, Su Qingyao saw a cell phone in Leng Yue's hand. She examined it carefully and confirmed that it was indeed the cell phone that Leng Yue often used.
Leng Yue handed her the phone, feigning regret and sadness.
With a slight frown and a downturned mouth, he said, "I've had this phone for two years, and I've always been reluctant to replace it. I never expected it to 'break down' today."
Su Qingyao took Leng Yue's phone and gently pressed the power button, but the phone didn't respond.
I pressed it several more times, but there was still no response.
Finally, she dispelled her doubts and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
I thought to myself, 'It must be a coincidence, otherwise Yueyue wouldn't have been so open about it.'
After confirming that there was nothing between Leng Yue and Lu Qingzhou, Su Qingyao felt better and stopped thinking about why Leng Yue had sent her that poem.
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