Chapter 22 Like, no reason



"Oh, okay." She glanced at the phone screen and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jiang Yiyu was not woken up.

Su Bei continued his passionate outburst: "You have no idea, I've been plagued by nothing but bad luck this week. A few days ago, a colleague from our department was scratching lottery tickets at the lottery shop downstairs from the company. He bought four fifty-yuan tickets and won five hundred yuan. I thought I'd scratch one too, but in the end, I didn't win a cent. What a waste of my time."

"I haven't won either. I feel like this kind of thing is purely based on luck."

"Yeah, that's fine, but the day before yesterday, I wore a new, fucking expensive white skirt to work! During lunch break, the woman sitting across from me, who's always been against me, spilled a cup of coffee all over my skirt. I'm telling you, I wanted to strangle her, but she's so delicate and weak, she's already learned all the tricks of a green tea girl."

Su Bei pinched his throat and imitated it in a pinched voice: "Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I wanted to bring you the coffee, but I accidentally tripped and spilled it. Su Bei, you are such a good person, you will definitely not blame me."

Song Shengsheng heard Jiang Yiyu's laughter coming from the headset: "What era is this? There are still people who are so completely evil."

Song Shengsheng also laughed: "So how did you deal with it afterwards? Did you not fight back and get back at the wrong person?"

Su Bei rolled his eyes in disdain. "I only recently found out that Green Tea has some dealings with the manager of our department. We can't afford to offend her. When I finally decide I don't want to work in this company anymore, I'll definitely pour a cup of coffee over her head on the day I leave. And you? You seem quite busy this week. You didn't send me a single message. I didn't even watch the video I shared with you on the musical note app. Do you know that the little spark between us is gone?"

Song Shengsheng smiled embarrassedly. She raised her hand to adjust her headphones and was wondering whether she should tell Su Bei about her marriage certificate with Jiang Yiyu.

But before she could think it through, she heard Su Bei continue, "I was browsing Weibo today and saw a trending search saying that the one you like..."

Song Shengsheng lowered his head to glance at his phone, then quickly waved to Jiang Yiyu and hung up the video.

Su Bei glanced at her: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, just keep talking."

"Oh, that Jiang Yiyu you like. He's joining the crew tomorrow. I heard he's filming some detective suspense drama this time. He even got a new hairstyle. You know what? Even that ugly buzz cut looks pretty good with his face."

"I know, I think it suits him too." Song Shengsheng thought that he should have hung up the phone a few minutes later so that Jiang Yiyu could hear the second half of Su Bei's sentence.

"Do you still like him recently?"

"Yeah." Song Shengsheng nodded and pointed to the next intersection: "Don't forget to turn again."

"Well, how can I forget this every time? Oh, by the way, what was I just about to tell you?"

"You asked me if I still like Jiang Yiyu recently."

"Yes! Isn't Zhou Han from the TV station? He said there's a film festival or something in Jiangcheng next month, and it seems Jiang Yiyu will be there. He wanted to ask you if you want to go."

"Hmm? April, sure. I'll have to trouble Zhou Han then."

"Well, it's a small matter. Wait for two days, I'll take a day off and go with you to see the fun. If you're too embarrassed to ask for an autograph, I'll go for you. By the way, tell Jiang Yiyu that I have a friend who has liked him for a long time."

Song Shengsheng smiled and patted her shoulder lightly: "That's not necessary."

Su Bei drove into the residential complex where Song Shengsheng lived. When she parked her car, she saw a strange car parked in the original parking space. "Shengsheng, who is this? How can they be so uncultured as to park their car in your parking space?"

Song Shengsheng glanced at Jiang Yiyu's car and said, "It's my brother's. He got drunk and stayed at my house yesterday. You can park next to him. It's my parking space anyway."

"Okay." Su Bei parked the car and got out. As she walked towards the trunk, she looked at the car next to her. "It's quite expensive, but the pure black color is so plain, it doesn't look like your brother's style."

"What's my brother's style?"

"It's just exaggerated." Su Bei smiled, opened the trunk and carried things out with Song Shengsheng.

The two went upstairs and entered the house. Su Bei hummed a tune and walked into the kitchen.

Song Shengsheng put down his bag and sent a message to Jiang Yiyu: I'm home.

Jiang Yiyu replied immediately: Okay, I’m ready to eat too.

He took a photo and sent it to Song Shengsheng. It was obvious that he was having dinner with his colleagues from the crew.

Song Shengsheng: Don’t drink.

Jiang Yiyu: Good.

"Shengsheng! Stop standing there! Where's your hot pot?"

"I'm coming!" Song Shengsheng put his cell phone into his trouser pocket, ran over, put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

After about half an hour of preparation, Song Shengsheng and Su Bei finally sat down at the dining table. The red oil soup base of the hot pot was bubbling. Su Bei took Song Shengsheng's cup and poured her a glass of Coke, and poured himself another cup. The two clinked their glasses.

Su Bei picked up the cup and took a big sip. She frowned and shrank her neck in anger: "You are so angry, you almost pushed the top of my head out."

With her previous experience as a lesson, Song Shengsheng only took a small sip from the cup.

Soon the pot boiled, and Su Bei threw all kinds of hot pot meatballs into it as usual, and grabbed a handful of tofu skin and enoki mushrooms to cook together. There were too many ingredients, and the soup in the pot was about to overflow. If Song Shengsheng hadn't stopped her, she would have thrown a few more slices of konjac into the pot.

Su Bei stared at the overflowing pot, lost in thought: "Why can't it cook everything right away?"

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