"Tingyun." Song Jingcheng reminded him earnestly, "Never look down on women."
Mu Tingyun certainly knew that there were great people among women.
But the women around him were not particularly outstanding.
Take the Mu family for example. The eldest sister Mu Xiangyi and the niece Mu Qing are two parasites who only know how to spend money.
As for Qin Yinong...
Qin Yinong was indeed arrogant when he was young, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.
But in recent years, perhaps due to the influence of her illness, Qin Yinong has become more and more pretentious and artificial.
Her tears and doubts were almost wearing away Mu Tingyun's love for her.
As for Shen He...
Then he is even more of a bootlicker and a love-brained person.
Although he is smart, has good academic performance, and is a top student, he also runs his own studio very successfully.
But no matter how good Shen He is, he is not as good as himself.
Mu Tingyun looked down on the women around him from the bottom of his heart, but he would not say such unpleasant words in front of his uncle.
"My uncle is right. I am narrow-minded."
"This genius doctor Su Miao has been working with the National Medical Center for over 20 years. Next, I will focus on investigating female doctors over 45 in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."
Song Jingcheng looked listless and nodded listlessly, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Uncle, you have to wait for my good news." Mu Tingyun put the letter into his pocket.
Aunt Qin came over and reminded them that dinner was ready.
Mu Tingyun stood up and accompanied Song Jingcheng to the restaurant.
Noticing that Song Jingcheng barely moved his chopsticks, Mu Tingyun had no appetite either. After a half-hearted meal, Mu Tingyun stayed to play another game of chess with Song Jingcheng.
Mu Tingyun learned chess from Qin Yinong's father. His chess playing style is very aggressive and he has the momentum to kill all opponents without leaving a single piece of armor.
In contrast, Song Jingcheng played chess calmly and neither impatiently nor passionately.
But every time they played chess, in the end, it was always Mu Tingyun who admitted defeat.
After capturing Mu Tingyun's pawn, Song Jingcheng leaned back in his chair and pronounced the sentence on Mu Tingyun: "You lose."
Mu Tingyun looked at the remaining chess piece and pursed his lips.
He was obviously very careful, thinking three steps ahead, but he still suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Song Jingcheng.
"My uncle's chess skills have improved a lot. It's really admirable." Mu Tingyun accepted his defeat with a sincere heart.
Song Jingcheng shook his head, took off his glasses, pressed his temples, and said tiredly, "I'm tired. You go back first."
"Have a good rest, little uncle. I'll be leaving first."
Mu Tingyun put away the chess pieces, stood up and said goodbye.
I watched him walk around the screen and heard him talking to Aunt Qin and Ma Kai in the living room. Then he walked into the yard with an umbrella and left the villa.
"Ma Kai."
Ma Kai hurried to the tea room and asked, "Mr. Song, what's wrong?"
"Have you packed your things?"
"It's almost done. We can move there tomorrow morning." Ma Kai was still a little worried. He said, "Mr. Song, the conditions in Qingshui District are average. Do we really want to move there?"
It’s in Qingshui District, quite close to where Chen He lives.
Song Jingcheng bought a retro small villa there, next to a park. Although the environment is quiet, the surrounding facilities are a bit poor.
Moreover, the houses in that area are densely packed and short, and it is extremely noisy, making it a famous market place in Qing City.
It is also far away from the hospital that Song Jingcheng often goes to.
"Don't worry." The best doctor lives over there, better than any other hospital.
Knowing that Song Jingcheng had made up his mind and that nothing could change it, Ma Kai simply became mute and stopped trying to persuade him.
"Oh right." Song Jingcheng instructed Ma Kai: "Call Chen He and tell her that my condition has worsened recently. Ask her to ask grandma if there is any good prescription for pain relief."
"If so, please write a prescription for me and give it to Mu Tingyun, asking him to buy the herbs for me."
After hearing this, Ma Kai couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you fight yourself?"
Song Jingcheng said as a matter of course: "If I call an unmarried girl in the middle of the night and she misunderstands me as lonely, what should I do if I harass her?"
Ma Kai's eyes widened. "I have a wife and children! If I call a young woman in the middle of the night, will she misunderstand me?"
"That's right, then I'll call myself." After saying that, Song Jingcheng immediately called Chen He.
Ma Kai was amazed.
You're crazy.
Mr. Song clearly wanted to call Miss Shen, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he deliberately looked for a legitimate reason here.
He, Old Ma, is just a part of Mr. Song's flirtation with Miss Shen...
*
Chen He was eating barbecue with his grandmother at a late-night snack shop outside the community, with a bottle of Budweiser beer in front of each of them.
"Come on, cheers." Su Jin clinked glasses with Chen He, took a sip of wine, picked up the lamb chops and took a bite, commenting: "More cumin could be used." Life in this city is indeed colorful. She had lived such a hard life before.
Shen He said, "Not spicy enough."
At this time, the phone rang.
Chen He's cell phone was on the table, but the one ringing was the one in her bag. She was a little dizzy at the moment, so she took out her cell phone without hesitation.
Seeing Chen He pull out a phone from his bag that even had the same case, Su Jin's eyes widened slightly and questioned Chen He: "Why did you buy two of the same phone?"
Chen He explained guiltily: "One is for work, the other is for life..."
Su Jin frowned, "Private life?"
Chen He was still trying to argue, but Su Jin said, "Your phone isn't just for contacting Song Jingcheng, is it?"
Chen He's hair stood on end, frightened by Su Jin's sharp insight.
"let me see!"
Su Jin snatched the phone from Chen He's hand and answered it directly. As soon as he put it to his ear, he heard the male demon's voice: "Chen He, are you asleep?"
Su Jin sneered and repeatedly mocked Song Jingcheng: "Why are you still awake at this time of night and calling my granddaughter?"
"What would you like to talk about, Mr. Song? Romance? Ethics?
"I, an old woman, can chat with you for a few minutes!"
Song Jingcheng was so scared that he couldn't hold the phone steadily and hung up on the spot.
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