C7

"What for?" Seeing Song Yu like this, Yu Qianying knew what she wanted to say.

"Well, if the company has something on its side, I have to —"

"Working overtime again? They had to work overtime all day long just to call you back and even wanted to set up a match between you and Jian Yi. You're so disappointing! "I think you should follow me to work in the future!"

"Mom, this business is really very important." Song Yu gently pulled on Yu Qianying's woolen sweater as she acted in a spoiled manner.

Yu Qianying unhappily flung her hand away, "Go go go! "Take care of your business!"

The sounds of argument from the kitchen reached the living room as Jian Yi and Song Donglin entered the kitchen.

"What's going on?" Song Donglin took off his reading glasses and rubbed them on his clothes.

"It's this one who only knows how to work and not go home! It's been a long time since I came back, and after I picked up a phone, I had to leave again. I've been busy with business all day, when can I marry myself? " Yu Qianying didn't hold back at all when she was in front of Jian Yi. It was as if she had said it on purpose for Jian Yi to hear.

Song Yu awkwardly smiled at Jian Yi, who smiled and winked at her.

"Jian Yi, I'm sorry, but I need to immediately take care of my work." Song Yu walked towards Jian Yi, and lowered her head as she pursed her lips in a depressed manner, "I called you here to eat today, but I couldn't stay in the end."

"It's alright, there will be plenty of chances in the future. Let me give it to you." Jian Yi wanted to touch her head, but he didn't have the nerve to do so in front of the two elders.

Song Yu did not reply, but Yu Qianying was already in a bad mood: "Sending me off? This is the right time to do that." It's already 7: 30 when you arrived. It will take you another hour or two to bring her back, and the food will be cold. The reason why I called you here today is to let you come to eat. Let her leave by herself.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be there in a while, you don't have to send me." Song Yu laughed and lightly touched his sleeves, reassuring him.

"Mom, I'll be back on Saturday." Song Yu turned and said.

"We'll talk about it when we get back, it's not like you won't be able to eat it when the time comes." Yu Qianying scrunched her face, but her heart still ached for Song Yu. Didn't this mean that she would cook her favorite spicy squid on Saturday?

Song Yu laughed, "I'm going, I'll call you guys tonight."

Jian Yi still wanted to send him off, but was forcibly stopped by Yu Qianying.

After Song Yu left, Song Donglin then said: "It's not easy for a child to earn money, and the reason I'm busy at work is for this family, don't always force her like this."

Yu Qianying sighed, her eyes turning red. She looked at Jian Yi, brought the dishes out, and shook her head: "This child Song Yu, has been dragged down by us."

Song Yu came out from her house and got a taxi. At this time of the day, the bus was full of people, and couldn't even squeeze in. Even the cabs were full, so she had no choice but to get in a black car.

When they arrived at the entrance of the apartment building, it was almost 8: 30. The sky had already turned completely dark, and there were even sparse amounts of snow falling.

Song Yu rubbed her red hands together and went back inside the building.

This building was old, and there was no elevator. Song Yu climbed two steps at a time, and when she reached the fourth floor, she raised her head and saw Qi Chengzhi leaning on her house, his finger pointing at his phone. It was unknown what he was looking at.

Probably hearing the sound of her footsteps when she went upstairs, Qi Chengzhi turned his head and quietly looked down at her who was still at the bottom half of the stairs.

Song Yu's heart had been struck as she stood there quietly with a pair of bland eyes that were neither hurried nor impatient, actually causing the words "waiting for the passing of time" to appear in her heart.

She lowered her head and walked up silently, seeing the cigarette butts strewn at his feet.

"Young Master Cheng, you've been waiting for a long time?" Song Yu raised her head, her gaze couldn't be seen clearly through the lens.

"Yes." Without the slightest courtesy, he admitted it straightforwardly.

"…" Song Yu looked at him again, but he couldn't determine if he was angry or not. He quietly opened the door with his key.

As he walked past Qi Chengzhi and entered the door, he did not even make a move. His straight body stood at the side, almost occupying half of the door, allowing her shoulder to rub against his chest.

She felt that Qi Chengzhi was right behind her, and it was as if her back could still feel the warmth from his body. His eyes were staring at the back of her head, causing her back to burn with pain.

Closing the door, Qi Chengzhi studied her little house.

A one-bedroom apartment, the living room was also used as a dining room, the coffee table, dining table, and a sofa were placed side by side, filling up the entire room.

Originally, Song Yu could move around freely in this small space, and even if she stayed here for a long time, she wouldn't feel crowded. However, when Qi Chengzhi walked in, it felt like his head was pressed up against the ceiling, causing his to have difficulty breathing.

She kept the distance between her and Qi Chengzhi, which Qi Chengzhi could see but did not react.

"Have you eaten?" Qi Chengzhi sat on the sofa, looking relaxed, as if he was at home. However, his long legs were bent with anger.

"When Young Master Cheng was looking for me, I was just about to eat." Song Yu spoke the truth, and her tone was full of complaint.

Qi Chengzhi laughed, "I didn't eat either, I was a bit hungry at the moment."

"…" Then you can come back when you're full.

Song Yu turned her head to look at the color of the sky outside the window, and the sparse Xiao Xue.

"Too lazy to move." Qi Chengzhi leaned on the sofa, his posture casual and at ease.

"Then I'll go out and buy some."

Song Yu was about to go out when she heard Qi Chengzhi say, "It's too late and it's so cold. It's too dangerous for a woman to go out alone."

"…" You don't want to go because I'm in danger.