Chapter 85: Sister, you are blushing! ...
The beautiful woman tossed her long curly hair and leaned back on the edge of the shopping cart, smiling seductively. "What a coincidence! You're here to buy groceries too?" She glanced at Song Yu, startled for a moment, then walked closer and extended her hand. "Miss Song? Long time no see."
Song Yu didn't recognize her, and while shaking her hand, he asked, "Do you know me?"
"Of course!" The beautiful woman glanced at Zhou Ci and smiled meaningfully: "You are Mr. Zhou's sister. I am Mr. Zhou's junior high school classmate. My name is Li Yuqing."
When Zhou Ci was in junior high at Huayang Affiliated Middle School, Song Yu was in senior high at No. 1 Middle School. Back then, the two of them had very little contact. Song Yu didn't recognize any of Zhou Ci's junior high classmates, so he could only say, "Ms. Li, nice to meet you!"
"I was the first and only person in junior high who dared to confess my feelings to Mr. Zhou. Although he rejected me, my record was well-known throughout my junior high school years."
Li Yuqing spoke humorously, not finding it embarrassing. Her frankness managed to make Song Yu laugh. "Speaking of which, I remember when Zhou Ci was in high school, he was quite popular with girls. One time, I went to see him, and I ran into a very beautiful girl confessing her love to him."
After Song Yu finished speaking, he looked at Li Yuqing again. No matter how much girls change when they grow up, the girl who confessed her love back then was not like the one in front of him now. "That was in high school. The person I met was probably not you. You two don't look much alike."
This topic brought the two closer together. Li Yuqing knew that she was Zhou Ci's sister, so she tried to please and flatter her. Song Yu wanted to ease the tension between her and Zhou Ci, so she chatted as if no one else was around, leaving Zhou Ci aside.
Zhou Ci is not someone who can be ignored, especially when he and Song Yu were talking at a crucial point and were suddenly interrupted by someone who showed up. Even though this person was his employee, it still couldn't calm his dissatisfaction.
He slammed the yogurt bottle against the cart; the sound of the glass colliding startled the promotional balloons that had landed on the top shelf, and he finally succeeded in stopping the two people's increasingly intense conversation.
The two women turned around at the same time. Zhou Ci put his arm around Song Yu's waist, causing pain from the wristwatch chain. Without further ado, he declared his sovereignty to Li Yuqing: "Let me introduce you again: this is my wife—Song Yu."
These words were so devastating that the brief friendship between the two women was shattered.
The three words "my wife" made Li Yuqing's heart tremble. Her delicate bean paste-colored nails were scratched on the metal railings of the supermarket, and she didn't even notice that the nail surface was broken.
Song Yu clearly saw the shock and pain exploding in her pupils, just like the forced smile she put on when she first faced Shen Zhiyan's girlfriend that year. She was obviously very sad, but she had to pretend that she didn't care, and then turned away proudly, to prove that losing her was his loss.
The dignity of every woman should be cherished. Song Yu has been caught in the rain, so she is not reluctant to hold an umbrella for others.
She wanted to lighten the atmosphere and get over the awkwardness, so she continued to talk to Li Yuqing: "Ms. Li, do you live nearby?"
Students who could afford to attend Huayang High School back then usually came from relatively poor families.
Li Yuqing nodded: "Yes, my family gave me some money, and I can earn a lot. I bought a small two-bedroom apartment in the community opposite Mr. Zhou." Her attitude suddenly became cold.
Song Yu was able to maintain good relationships between superiors and subordinates, and could sit at the negotiation table and compete with others for interests. At that time, she was a shrewd businessman.
But the environment she has lived in since she was a child is too good, and everyone around her is trying their best to protect her. Her circle is too simple, which makes her ignorant about feelings, slow to react, and not good at dealing with these things. Once Li Yuqing cools down, she doesn't know how to proceed.
Of course, she didn't care whether she could continue or not.
Sometimes others don’t want to accept the kindness she shows, but she won’t keep extending her face to them and let them hurt her self-esteem again and again.
She is just kind, not a saint, and cannot repay evil with kindness.
Li Yuqing quickly adjusted her expression, pulled out a gold-stamped invitation from her Hermès bag, and handed it to Zhou Ci: "Mr. Zhou, tomorrow night's salon is very important to me. You promised to be my date before. Is that still true now?"
She glanced at Song Yu, her tone indescribably awkward: "You were still single when you promised me, but now you are married. I wonder if it will be inconvenient?"
"It's really inconvenient, so I won't go. You can go by yourself." Zhou Ci didn't take the invitation from Li Yuqing. He put his arm around Song Yu's waist and didn't move. "As compensation, I'll give you the project in the development zone. When this project is completed, I'll give you a reward."
Li Yuqing is no longer the simple little girl who rushed for love. She has grown up.
As a professional woman becomes an adult, she will face many compromises in life. These compromises will smooth out the edges and make her more rounded. Similarly, these compromises will also bring many opportunities.
Li Yuqing hesitated for only a moment before readily agreeing: "Then I'd like to thank Mr. Zhou first."
She made the decision after weighing the pros and cons.
Since you are not qualified to be willful, you can only choose the option that is beneficial to you from the options given by the superiors and continue to move forward. A strong woman does not need tears.
Zhou Ci nodded without saying anything, then turned to Song Yu and asked, "Wife, I've already got the yogurt. Do you want to buy anything else?"
Song Yu looked at the shopping cart and said, "Just buy a few more boxes of hazelnut chocolate."
"The chocolate isn't here. I'll take you there."
This was too obvious, so Li Yuqing quickly made way and said with a smile: "Goodbye, Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou!" She had just been ready to fight with Song Yu, but now she was satisfied with the benefits and could even bend down to greet him.
Song Yu admired Li Yuqing's ability to let go of things easily. A woman who knows how to adapt to the times usually has a good life. "Goodbye, Miss Li. Come visit me when you have time."
Li Yuqing joked, "I'm the one who has bad intentions towards Mr. Zhou, and I haven't given up yet. Mrs. Zhou, aren't you afraid that I might steal your girlfriend?"
"Any corner that can be pried away is not mine, so it doesn't matter if it is pried away."
"Mrs. Zhou is indeed very confident." Li Yuqing's eyes were filled with surprise. She found that she and Song Yu were quite on the same wavelength. She asked tentatively, "Can I add Mrs. Zhou on WeChat?"
"Okay!" Song Yu took out his mobile phone, opened the QR code and asked her to scan it and add him.
Seeing that the two were about to start chatting again, Zhou Ci took the hand that was around Song Yu's waist and pulled it closer to his chest, saying in an intimate tone, "Wife, let's go buy some chocolate."
He ignored Li Yuqing, hugged Song Yu and walked away. Song Yu didn't even have time to say "goodbye" to Li Yuqing.
Li Yuqing watched them leave for a long, long time, until they turned the corner and could no longer be seen. Then she smiled with relief and pushed the cart to another place.
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The smart door lock made a soft "beep" sound, and Song Yu followed Zhou Ci into the entrance hall.
The robot sensed that its owner had returned home and adjusted the lighting and temperature to the most suitable levels.
The aunties cleaned the place and left for their own homes.
The aromatherapy machine that was turned on before leaving was still working. The mixed scent of bergamot and cedar lingered in the air, as if amplifying Zhou Ci's scent several times.
"I'm going to change my clothes." Zhou Ci put the supermarket shopping bag on the center island and walked towards the master bedroom.
Song Yu looked at his back and sighed in his heart.
Zhou Ci is still angry!
Although he didn't say anything, Song Yu could feel it.
Six years was not a long time in Zhou Ci's eyes, because he still remembered everything clearly.
But these six years have brought about earth-shaking changes for Song Yu.
Apart from anything else, Zhou Ci had changed a lot. He was no longer the well-behaved, obedient, and easy-to-please little brother that Song Yu remembered.
Now he is moody and expressionless, and he is angry with her, so he gets angry with her easily and is not easy to appease.
When Zhou Ci came out of the room wiping his wet hair, Song Yu was putting the items in the shopping bag into the refrigerator one by one.
Greek yogurt, mints...
Zhou Ci divided the things he bought into two parts. One part was the snacks that Song Yu would take to the company to distribute to the employees, and the other part contained everything she liked.
She suddenly remembered what Zhou Ci said in the supermarket. He said that the smart system of the wedding house could retrieve all her online shopping records.
This explanation was too contrived, just as suspicious as the "cat scratch" on his ear.
When Zhou Ci walked up to Song Yu, Song Yu had just filled the refrigerator and was packing up the two empty supermarket shopping bags.
"Just wait for me to do these things." Zhou Ci threw the scalp towel on the back of the high stool at the water bar, took the shopping bag from Song Yu and went into the kitchen.
He had taken a shower and was wearing white pajamas. He smelled fresh as he brushed past Song Yu. The outline of his shoulder blades was faintly visible as he walked, showing great explosive power.
He is no longer the thin boy he was six years ago, but a mature man with broad shoulders, long legs and an attractive figure.
This realization made Song Yu's throat tighten a little, and she quickly turned around and didn't dare to look again.
Then he found himself a little funny. Maybe she really had reached that age and actually started to miss men.
"Would you like some milk?" Zhou Ci's voice drifted from the kitchen. "I remember you always drank a glass of milk before going to bed."
Before Song Yu could answer, Zhou Ci had already brought out the soaked milk.
"Thank you!" Song Yu reached out to take it.
"You're welcome! We are husband and wife, even though it's just a contractual relationship."
The polite words probably reached their limit, and then the two of them had nothing more to say.
I don’t know when it started, but the air suddenly became sticky. Even though Song Yu didn’t look up, she knew Zhou Ci’s eyes were on her.
She didn't know why she was nervous. She was so nervous that the cup of milk in her hand was shaking and she could hardly hold it.
A laugh suddenly came from above her head, like a term that broke the still picture, and a hand held her hand, steadying the milk that was about to spill.
"Why are you shaking? Are you afraid of me?"
Song Yu blushed and shook his hand away: "Who's afraid of you?"
Zhou Ci lifted Song Yu's chin with his fingertips and forced her to look at him: "If you are not afraid of me, then why don't you dare look at me?"
His pupils were very deep. Six years ago, his eyes were filled with stars, but now they have turned into indissoluble ink.
A drop of water fell down his forehead and splashed cold stars on Song Yu's collarbone. Song Yu felt that his collarbone was extremely hot.
"Why are there milk stains on your eyelashes?" Zhou Ci's thumb suddenly rubbed the corner of her eye, causing her to shudder.
The temperature of his fingertips was so hot that Song Yu took half a step back and hit his lower back on the center island.
The moment the pain came over her, Zhou Ci had already put his arms around her waist.
Zhou Ci smiled, looking very happy: "Sister, you are blushing!"
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