Chapter 61 Chu Song is calm and composed
Chu Song stared at He Qian with one eye and kept watch with the other. He glanced at Lu Minglin out of the corner of his eye and saw that he had a dark face, his eyebrows knitted together, and a dull expression.
She felt very happy to build her happiness on the suffering of others.
"Also, He Qian, do you like spicy food?" Chu Song held his chin with both hands and blinked, looking like he was maliciously trying to sell cuteness. "My mom's fried sausage with chili peppers is really delicious. It goes really well with rice. You should definitely try it later."
He Qian felt uncomfortable listening to her voice that sounded like it was mingled with honey, so he nodded reluctantly.
He is not a fool. Chu Song behaved out of character, and combined with Lu Minglin's reaction, he almost immediately judged that Chu Song was using him.
But what is the purpose?
He Qian thought for a while and frowned slightly. Perhaps because he was a bystander, he came to a shocking conclusion in his heart: Chu Song used him and regarded him as a tool, just to make Lu Minglin jealous.
Suddenly, He Qian felt very uncomfortable. These two people were flirting with each other and had a lingering grudge. What was going on?
Who is Liang Jiayao?
Chu Song waited a long time for an answer. Seeing that He Qian didn't respond, she waved her hand and then went up to him and said, "He Qian, why don't you say anything? Why don't you answer me?"
He Qian: "...Sorry, I don't like spicy food."
This is true. He Qian has a light taste and cannot eat oily or spicy food.
"Okay." Chu Song was disappointed.
But she quickly perked up again, her voice as clear as the tinkling of jade, each word like a deer leaping through the woods, "So, do you like sweets, sweets?"
"Yeah, not bad."
"I also like sweet food. Sweet food can make people feel happy."
"A sense of pleasure?"
"Don't you know? From a scientific point of view, sweets can increase the secretion of dopamine, and dopamine conveys happiness, joy and satisfaction!"
Limited by the times, He Qian really didn't know this. He thought about it and praised him seriously: "You know a lot and have a wide range of knowledge."
"Godmother said you're an engineer, you're pretty good." Chu Song and the business people were bragging to each other, and finally she couldn't hold it in. She wanted to show off her pride and said modestly, "Haha, actually I'm not that good."
"He's probably at the top three level in Huangxi."
He Qian: “…”
"What?" Chu Song stared at him, "Do you have any objections?"
He Qian: "I dare not."
It’s not that we don’t dare, but that we don’t have the courage.
Here, Chu Song was chatting with someone in a random manner. As long as she wanted, she could easily add an ambiguous tone to the atmosphere.
Her gaze always gives people the illusion of deep affection.
Lu Minglin watched Chu Song smile at others and chat with others enthusiastically. He clenched his teeth until his teeth felt slightly sore to prevent himself from losing composure.
"Chu Song." He called her name, struggling to find a topic, "Have you finished reading the last magazine?"
"Not yet. We'll talk about it later."
"……good."
Thus, the topic that Lu Minglin had finally found ended here.
He felt quite powerless, his heart was hit hard by sadness and loss. Compared with He Qian, when Chu Song faced him, it was as if "go away, don't bother me" was written on his face.
He Qian felt very uncomfortable.
He also felt bad about being used as a tool. It wasn't until Lu Minglin left in a state of despair that he asked with a complicated expression, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Affirmative sentence.
Chu Song blinked innocently: "I don't know what you are talking about."
He Qian didn't really want an answer from her. He had eyes and could make up his mind.
Although...this is not a reason for her to play with other people's feelings.
He Qian didn't know who Chu Song liked, but no matter who it was, it would hurt the other person. He sighed, "At least, Liang Jiayao is sincere to you."
Chu Song: "I know, then what?"
Then what?
He Qian was stunned by her choking. He looked her up and down. As expected, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceptive she is.
The face is like Guanyin, but the heart is like a snake.
Liang Jiayao is probably going to suffer a big setback.
He Qian was curious about how she could be so calm, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Liang Jiayao?"
"I'm not afraid." This is the truth.
Chu Song has always been a person who dares to do and dares to take responsibility. It would be good if nothing goes wrong, but if something goes wrong, it would just be a little troublesome for her.
Being timid and restrained, what a shame!
"Besides, how can you be sure whether he believes you or me?"
He Qian frowned. He had known the person for so many years, it was not the case that he had no trust at all.
Chu Song guessed what he was thinking and felt that he underestimated the love brain. "Then why don't we make a bet."
"What's the bet?"
"Let's bet on whether Liang Jiayao believes you or me."
He Qian asked: "How do we bet?"
"It's very simple. Go tell him now that I'm a bad woman and that I'm deliberately playing with his feelings. Then persuade him to stay away from me as soon as possible."
He Qian laughed angrily: "Words are not enough. I don't have any evidence. Of course he won't believe me."
"Without any evidence, if I tell Liang Jiayao that you like me and want to steal his girl, do you think he will believe me?"
He Qian realized that something was wrong. He had already lost the moment he asked her what they were betting on.
He snorted, "...very sharp-tongued."
Chu Song smiled wryly, "Wrong, this is called eloquence."
Sometimes He Qian had to admire Chu Song's eloquence, as he could always turn black into white and the dead into alive.
"Forget it, I'm not that boring. I won't bet with you."
Chu Song curled his lips. Seeing that he couldn't afford to play, he challenged him again, "I have another bet. Do you dare to bet?"
"What?"
"I bet you'll fall in love with me within a month."
He Qian: "...Has anyone ever told you that you are too confident?"
"Yes, you."
Even He Qian's Buddhist character was aroused by his fierceness. He said coldly, "Okay, I bet. What if you lose?"
"Your terms are up to you."
"What if I lose?" Although He Qian felt that he would not lose.
Chu Song said, "Then I'll punish you by treating me to a meal."
He Qian didn't understand what she was doing.
Since she said so, there was no reason for him to refuse. "Okay."
Chu Song pursed his lips slightly. Although he didn't smile, the uncontrollable cunning smile overflowed from his eyes, hiding a clever little thought.
He Qian vaguely felt that he had been tricked again.
Not long after, dinner was ready. Ye Xiuzhi had prepared the meal in advance because the mountain road would be difficult to walk on after dark, so it was better to leave early and come back early.
Ye Xiuzhi: "They are just home-cooked dishes, don't be disgusted."
He Qian smiled and said, "Aunt Ye, you're welcome. It smells delicious."
After all, he was the little girl's blind date, and Zhou Juhua adopted Chu Song as his goddaughter. Even if it didn't work out in the end, they were not husband and wife, but at least they still had a brother-sister relationship, so Ye Xiuzhi was very enthusiastic towards him.
"Xiao He, please don't be polite. Just treat this place as your home."
He Qian smiled politely. He had fair skin, was gentle and bookish, and had the appearance that was most likely to win the favor of elders.
Lu Minglin felt sad, but he didn't even have the qualifications to show his loss and sadness. To the Chu family, he was just an educated youth from the same village with whom they had a decent relationship.
Thinking of this, even the food in my mouth became sour and bitter.
Are pickles so delicious?
Chu Song saw that Lu Minglin was in a depressed mood and kept picking up a pickle in front of him, so she picked up a piece for He Qian as well.
"It's delicious, eat more."
He Qian: "...Thank you, you too."
As a courtesy, he used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece for Chu Song.
Ye Xiuzhi saw the interaction between the two and her smile deepened, but when she looked at Lu Minglin next to her, she sighed softly.
What a pity.
In fact, she thinks Xiaolu people are not bad.
After dinner, Ye Xiuzhi walked the person to the door.
She had a habit of worrying too much, and after giving a lot of detailed instructions, she watched Lu Minglin ride his bike to take He Qian back to the city.
Chu Song slumped in his chair and said lazily, "Don't look, they've already gone far away."
The reclining chair at home was modified by Chu Song and covered with a soft cushion. She likes to nestle in it when she has nothing to do, rocking back and forth, looking calm and composed.
Never stand when you can sit, and never sit when you can lie down.
Ye Xiuzhi rolled her eyes at her and said, "What do you know?"
"Tsk, I know a lot more."
Ye Xiuzhi was in a good mood tonight and ignored her. Instead, she reached out and pinched the flesh on Chu Song's belly. "Just eat and lie down. Why are you like a piglet?"
Chu Song was a little furious, she was just like a pig.
"Okay, just stay in the yard. I'm going back to the house. When Xiao Lu comes back, you can open the door for him."
He Qian told Lu Minglin to ride his bike back and leave the bike at Chu's house temporarily, waiting for him to pick it up next time.
Chu Song: "Okay."
It would take at least several hours to go back and forth to the city. Chu Song was drowsy and sleepy. When she was about to give up, there was finally a knock on the gate of the yard.
She opened the door while yawning, and when the door opened, it was Lu Minglin.
Chu Songguang saw people but not the car. "Where's the car? Did you walk back?"
Lu Minglin didn't answer, but suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Song. He didn't use much force, but it was very tight. His five fingers firmly gripped her wrist, and upon closer inspection, it was still trembling slightly.
"?"
Chu Song was almost sleepy.
"I." Lu Minglin spoke with difficulty. He pursed his lips, his eyes burning hotly, as if suppressing the emotions deep in his heart. "I have something to tell you."
"What are you talking about? Say it right here."
Lu Minglin stared at her without blinking.
On the way to send He Qian off, he thought a lot and refused He Qian's request to ride back on his bike. Feeling the cold wind in the mountains, his heart had never been as clear and determined as it was now.
"Chu Song." Lu Minglin said, "Could you please not go on a blind date with him?"
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