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But Yu Qianying was obviously not so easy to deal with, and immediately stopped her, "Just now, I was so angry that I did not react. You said you went down to see the fireworks, then what about the pot of dumplings that you cooked before? Feed fireworks? "

Now that she had fed it to Qi Chengzhi, Song Yu shrunk her neck, and did not dare to speak the truth, so she said: "I'll bring it down to eat and watch. Coincidentally, there are a lot of neighbors down there, so we'll eat together."

"You sure know how to enjoy yourself. Where's the plate?" Yu Qianying saw that Song Yu's hands were empty, "You ate the plate too?"

"A plate?" Song Yu didn't react for a while. The moment she finished speaking, she remembered that the box and chopsticks she brought down were still in Qi Chengzhi's car. She was too flustered when she left, and she forgot about them.

"A plate filled with dumplings. Could it be that you were the one who grabbed the dumplings with your bare hands?" Yu Qianying became more and more suspicious, sizing up Song Yu from head to toe.

Then, she recalled what Old Xu had said earlier today. Did she really have a boyfriend, but was hiding it from her family?

Did he secretly go out on a date just now?

With that thought in mind, Yu Qianying's expression became much better. This child, if she had a boyfriend, she would tell the family, so why was she hiding it!

"I gave the rest of the dumplings to the neighboring children to eat. I forgot to bring the preservation box back, so I'll go get it later." Song Yu could only explain.

He thought that Yu Qianying would continue to mutter under her breath, but he never expected that Yu Qianying would actually let this topic go so easily, "Hurry back and pack up.

Song Yu nodded and went back inside the house.

Yu Qianying saw that Song Yu's down jacket pocket revealed a small set of black leather gloves. The width of her fingers seemed to be made by a man, and it wasn't even the style of a woman's gloves.

Yu Qianying immediately returned to her bedroom and grabbed Song Donglin who had just finished changing into his pajamas and was about to go to bed.

"How did you know, Song Yu said that?" Song Donglin took off her reading glasses, turned on the lamp, went to the door and closed the chandelier, then got into bed.

Yu Qianying also followed and drilled in, explaining her previous discovery and analysis.

"Don't come to such a conclusion so early for something that didn't get verified." Song Donglin had given Yu Qianying a precaution beforehand, afraid that when the time came, she would be in vain, and would have to chatter incessantly in his ears.

Yu Qianying seemed to have thought of something, the excitement from just now was suddenly extinguished, and she said worriedly: "You said, finding the target is a good thing, why does she not dare to tell us? It can't be that you know that we definitely won't agree, right? "

"She didn't bring her back for us to see, she doesn't know anything, I'm really afraid that Song Yu will be tricked. Old Xu said today that the car Song Yu went into was a rather big SUV, and it was extremely valuable. Song Yu has gotten to know quite a few bosses in this business, could it be that... "

"It's over, it's all over. Those bosses, each of them are around the age of one, and all of them definitely have families, Song Yu wouldn't be so frustrated, and have gone to be a mistress for others!" Even if she's single, at that age, if she's not widowed or divorced, if a young lady like Song Yu, who is young and beautiful like a jade, really finds someone like that, wouldn't it be flowers with cow dung? "

"No wonder she doesn't dare to admit it no matter how much I ask. Rich people didn't have any good stuff, how could they be responsible for Song Yu? Isn't it just seeing the young girl being beautiful? Someone younger and more beautiful came out and dumped this one. Why did Song Yu have such a hard time thinking about it! "No, I have to talk about her. The reputation of a girl is important, and this is related to her life. She cannot be played." Yu Qianying's temper was like a torrential storm, she would do whatever she wanted to do. After saying that, she got up from the bed and went to find Song Yu.

Song Donglin quickly pulled her back, "Wait a moment, don't say it like that, these are all your wild guesses. If you go find your child like this, what if you misunderstand and misunderstand your child, then hurt your child's heart?"

"Could it be that you do not trust Song Yu's character? With a girlfriend, Song Yu would not even bother fighting over it. Would she be a small girl to the rich? " Actually, Song Donglin wanted to tell Yu Qianying that you used to be one of the rich ones as well.

Yu Qianying fiercely slapped Song Donglin's thigh, making him grimace in pain as he reached out his hand to rub his thigh.

"It's exactly because he's been provoked by Jian Yi that he can't think straight! Besides, even if she didn't agree now, it was certain that a rich boss would chase after her. What if he couldn't withstand the long-term pursuit? What if he gets provoked and does it just to anger Jian Yi, what should be done? " "No, I have to think of a way quickly, at least introduce Song Yu to a boyfriend who knows his stuff."

Song Donglin couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that Yu Qianying was in a menopause, it was useless trying to reason with her, so he decided to just lie down and go to sleep.

The pitiful Yu Qianying, who was tossing and turning the entire night, couldn't sleep well, so she opened her eyes and thought of all sorts of bad possibilities.

When she thought about how Song Yu was a genuine young miss and how she was going to be tainted by an old man in his forties or fifties, Yu Qianying secretly wiped away her tears.

Song Donglin really couldn't take it anymore. He kept tossing and turning, causing the bed to shake and he couldn't fall asleep either. From time to time, Yu Qianying's suppressed sobs would come to her ears.

You said that it was the new year, and it was just a show to cause a ruckus.

He had no choice but to carry the blanket and pillow to the sofa in the living room to sleep.

The next day, Song Yu woke up very early. When she came to the living room and saw Song Donglin sleeping on the sofa, she was shocked.

"Dad, why are you sleeping here?" Song Yu shook Song Donglin, seeing Song Donglin opened his eyes in a daze, he asked: "Have you quarreled with mother?"

Song Donglin rubbed his eyes, digging out all the droppings he had accumulated the entire night, sat up on the sofa, and yawned.

"No, it's just your mom's menopause. She's always talking about it, and last night she guessed that you were working for a rich old man in your forties or fifties, so she didn't dare to admit that she has a boyfriend." Song Donglin got up, tidied up the blanket and pillow, and prepared to put them back in his bedroom.

Song Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't think that it would cause such a big misunderstanding, and admired Yu Qianying's imagination.

"Dad, tell Mom to be at ease. Even if I can't get married in my lifetime, I can't possibly be a child for a rich old man." Song Yu shook his head. There was no way to explain it.

Song Donglin also sighed as he understood the situation. He patted Song Yu's shoulders speechlessly.

Song Yu went to the kitchen, cooking porridge in the pot and taking out the leftover dumplings from last night from the fridge.

It was unknown if it was because of Song Donglin's words, but he did not bring up this matter.

Not long after he finished his breakfast, Yu Qianying's playmate, Madam Wang, came over with her husband and son to pay their New Year respects.

The few of them sat down and chatted, but the taste didn't seem to be right.

Song Yu is an architect at such a young age. She's not simple at all. I heard she's going to design a seven-star hotel this time?" I've seen it in the newspapers. Old Song has a great family, and has such a good daughter. My son said that these kinds of important buildings are all built by famous designers from overseas. This shows how capable Song Yu is. " Mrs Wang smiled as she looked at Song Yu, "You're both capable and beautiful, Old Song your family is blessed.

"What's the use of being beautiful if you have the ability? Aren't you still single! " Being praised as a daughter, Yu Qianying could not help but be proud, but afraid of provoking others, she shook her head and said vexedly.

"Don't even mention Song Yu, Yi Feng is also not bad! Yifeng, I heard from your mom that you're a designer from the game company? I don't understand these high-tech things either, but you're both designers, and that's the same thing. " Yu Qianying also said.

"I don't know much about domestic games at the moment, but I've heard that there's one of the most popular online games in China, called Sword or something like that." I don't know much about domestic games at the moment, but I've heard that there's one of the most popular online games in China at present, called Sword or something like that.

"Hur Hur Hur, it sounds a little unsophisticated when a hero comes out of a youth, but I feel that those words are the most suitable for Yifeng." Yu Qianying sized Wang Yifeng up. His mother-in-law looked at him as if he was her son-in-law, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

Song Yu guessed that this Wang Yi Feng was definitely single.

How could she not see that when Madam Wang and Yu Qianying had displayed their skills so clearly?

"Yifeng, how old are you this year?" Yu Qianying asked.

"I'm 28 this year, and after aunty said it, Song Yu and I really have quite a bit in common. Furthermore, there are a lot of buildings in the game that need to be designed with some special features. If there's a chance, I have to ask Song Yu for guidance, and maybe even cooperate a little. " Wang Yi Feng laughed and said, his gaze towards Song Yu was filled with appreciation.