Chapter 376 My Mom Wastes Money and Likes to Hook Up Girls
After all, she is a mother, and Sang Yu can't just stand by and watch Linlin cheat Zhu Xiu.
When she had almost finished eating, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom and came out to pay the bill.
Unexpectedly, while waiting for the bill, Sang Yu saw a familiar person walking out of a private room in front of him on the right. When he looked closely, wasn't that Zhao Ying?
However, Zhao Ying's expression was pale at this time, and he rushed forward in an ugly manner.
Behind her, another person chased out, it was Zhao Lu, who also had a gloomy face.
Is this... a quarrel?
Sang Yu was startled. She took a few steps forward and stood in front of Zhao Ying. "Xiaoying, what's wrong?"
When Zhao Ying saw that it was her, she pursed her lips in grievance, "Sister-in-law, I..."
But he was interrupted by Zhao Lu in a harsh voice.
"Why are you with a man like that?! You haven't even given me an explanation yet, and you're crying?"
Zhao Ying's eyes immediately turned red as she confronted him, "He's my classmate. We're working on a paper together. We just met for dinner to discuss something, and you're telling us about his past infidelity in front of everyone. How am I supposed to see him in the future?"
"Then I won't see you!" Zhao Lu was quite tough, his face was so ashen that it seemed like it was about to sink out of the water.
What does a little girl know? As a man, he clearly saw that the man looked at her with ulterior motives!
Zhao Ying was so angry at his tyranny that she stomped her feet and looked at Sang Yu with a red face, complaining, "Sister-in-law, look, he just ruined my work like this!"
Sang Yu looked around and realized that Zhao Lu was just jealous. At this point in time, they didn't seem to understand each other's feelings, so how could they be honest?
Well, if couples have to work things out on their own, there's no point in others interfering.
Sang Yu thought for a moment and suggested, "How about you all calm down for a while? If Xiaoying has nothing to do this afternoon, why don't you come with me and go play on the set?"
Zhao Ying agreed immediately, "Okay, sister-in-law, I'm fine, let's go."
If she didn't go, Zhao Lu would definitely ask her to go home and accept criticism.
Zhao Ying pulled Sang Yu away, but Sang Yu saw hesitation on Zhao Lu's face. He looked at her with distrust, as if he was afraid that she would lead Zhao Ying astray.
...Humph! Since he thought so, don't blame her for not talking to Zhao Ying about her girlish thoughts.
Mommy went out to the bathroom and not only settled the bill, but also brought back a beautiful young lady. Linlin rolled her eyes at her and said, "You're wasting money and flirting with girls!"
Sang Yu: “…” Forget it, she doesn’t bother with children.
After lunch, the group of people went to the film and television city to shoot "Laughing in the Red Dust" based on Sang Yu's work plan.
In the car, Tangtang and Zhao Ying were having a great time. When she got tired, she curled up in her mommy's arms and fell asleep. At this time, Sang Yu looked at Zhao Ying and asked her with a smile, "Have you calmed down?"
Zhao Ying pursed her lips slightly, "It's settled a long time ago. It was just a small dispute."
Thinking of the quarrel, Zhao Ying never thought that her partner was the kind of man who was so playful and made girls have abortions. Although her brother had crossed the line and investigated her partner, now that the quarrel had come to light, she really shouldn't have cooperated with that man.
Zhao Ying frowned as she thought about this. Sang Yu raised her eyebrows slightly and asked bluntly, "Xiao Ying, what kind of boys do you like?"
"Ah!" Zhao Ying was stunned, his expression dazed, "I, I don't know..."
I don't know why, but a familiar face suddenly flashed through my mind.
It’s my brother.
!!!
Zhao Ying quickly shook her head, throwing the idea out of her mind. Her face flushed with anxiety, she emphasized, "I don't have a man I like!"
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