"You don't intend to come in?" At some point, Ye Wen had been standing at the door, looking at them expressionlessly.
Ding Han smiled and left the room, closing the door behind him, "You all have a meeting, I'll be waiting outside."
Song Yeyang circled Ye Wen once, looking him up and down carefully, "It's obviously different from yesterday, the power of love is really great."
"If you want to talk about love, then it's a one-love affair." The silent satellite sat down on the sofa and said.
Song Yeyang glared at him, "Will you choke to death if you don't speak?"
In the past, whenever Pei Qingcheng was mentioned, Ye Wen would always fall out with her. This was his lightning zone.
But today, to his surprise, he did not get angry. Instead, he turned around and poured himself a cup of water, raised his head, and slowly drank it down.
The matter of unrequited love was a fact to begin with.
He had loved Pei Qingcheng for seven years, with a passion they could not understand.
She had been single for seven years, but her enthusiasm had not weakened in the slightest.
Song Yeyang walked to Ye Wen's side and laughed, "Fatigue, which step have you come to? for sharing good things? "
Her cold gaze fell on Song Yeyang's face, "Are you going to hold a meeting? If it's not a meeting, then let's disperse. "
"Don't, talk a little. I've been drinking with you for the past seven years, and now that you and Pei Qingcheng are finally married, are you going to just let it go like this?" Song Yeyang kept asking.
"Alright, be careful not to get beaten up." Satellite leaned back against the sofa and lazily interjected, "What progress can we make? It's still not a tug of war. "
The tall and cold back immediately turned around, coldly looking at the satellite on the sofa. After finishing the remaining white water in the cup, the cup was placed on the table, neither light nor heavy, as he opened his mouth.
"What Ding Han said to you two a moment ago is true."
Song Yeyang blinked his eyes, and then became excited, "So, you guys have slept? "Ha, ha, ha, tired, you old virgin, you really broke all over."
He was so excited that he encountered another minefield.
If it was before, Song Yeyang would have already been blown away.
Perhaps Ye Yan was really in a good mood. Song Yeyang had finished his words, and Song Yeyang was still alive.
He ran over to shake the satellite's shoulder. "Did you hear that? "The virginity of ten thousand years has finally been broken."
The satellite was still a little worried for him. Looking at Nightmare from afar, he asked, "Can you lower your voice?"
"This is big news!" Is this not a big improvement? It's basically like a human climbing onto the moon and planting trees on Mars. It's the most important thing to open up the world! "
Song Yeyang was excited for a long time, finally calming down. He then went to peek at Ye Xiu's tired expression.
Fortunately, he was leaning against another sofa with his computer spread out in front of him, ready for a meeting.
Song Yeyang put away his smile and began to report honestly.
Halfway through his report, Song Yeyang suddenly asked, "How do you feel? Has the door to the new world been opened?"
The man who was seriously looking at the computer raised his eyelids and stared at him. "This matter, is not going to end well?"
"Alright, alright, continue." Song Yeyang collected his thoughts and continued reporting.
After half an hour of the meeting, Song Yueyang still wanted to gossip, but was pulled away by the satellite, "Fatigue, we have to go now."
"Why are you pulling me? I still have something to say."
The satellite dragged Song Yeyang out of the room and toward the elevator.
"Why are you pulling me!" Song Yeyang forced his way out of the satellite's grip and adjusted his collar, "Don't you feel that the atmosphere around you is different? It's extremely gentle, it's so easy to get along with."
"Yeah, it's your luck that I didn't skin you alive today." The satellite then walked into the elevator and pulled Song Yeyang in as well, "The matters between him and Pei Qingcheng, let's not bother too much about it."
"But, they are progressing very quickly. It's not certain that they will have children soon."
"This is not progress, this is entanglement." The satellite glanced at him. "Who said that two people can grow old just by sleeping?"
"The tiredness is different. The pure land in his heart has always been guarded by Pei Qingcheng. Now that the two of them are asleep, it just so happens that his achievement is perfect."
The satellite turned to face the wall, too lazy to say another word to him.
The elevator door opened, and the moment they stepped out, they said, "Let me say one more time, I want to live well. We can't interfere in the matter between him and Pei Qingcheng, we still have a chance of living until we are old."
Song Yeyang wrinkled his nose and followed along.
Nightingale stood at the window and watched them leave through the main door of the hospital, sighing softly.
He was actually able to endure Song Yeyang making fun of him and Pei Qingcheng.
What did it mean?
This meant that he was very calm when Pei Qingcheng was by his side.
After that, Pei Qingcheng would have to leave him sooner or later.
Actually, it wasn't their first sleep last night.
On the second night after she moved into the house, she got drunk and they fell asleep.
That day, he knew that it was Pei Qingcheng's first time.
Actually, this was also the first time he was tired.
He didn't expect that despite having been in love with Yin Ha for so many years, Pei Qingcheng still maintained a distance away from him.
That night, while hugging her in her arms, she felt like she had the whole world in her hands.
But he also knew that sooner or later, his world would collapse once again.
He knew what the satellite meant. It was just to keep him from getting too deep.
But he was already in the abyss, and he had willingly fallen into the valley, giving up any chance for him to come up.
Happiness and fear dominated him at the same time.
This feeling was very helpless.
The only person who made Ye Wen feel helpless was Pei Qingcheng.
Pei Qingcheng switched off her laptop and got off work at 5: 30 in the afternoon. Since Madam Ye was here today, she decided to get off work early to buy some beans from the tofu shop south of the city.
Their family's salted bean curd and sweet bean curd were very tasty, I remember when my grandmother was still alive, she also liked to eat that bean curd.
Although she didn't know Madam Ye personally, she always gave her a warm feeling.
When he had finished packing and put on his coat, the phone rang.
Every time when it was time to get off work, Tang Kexin would call on time, unobstructed by rain or shine.
Every time, there were all sorts of weird reasons to ask her out, go shopping, eat, and go to a bar, always dragging her back until after eleven.
She wanted to have Pei Qingcheng give Ye Wen a bad impression. The worse, the better.
Pei Qingcheng took out her cellphone from her pocket. It was indeed Tang Kexin.
Originally, he was too lazy to pick up the phone, but after some thought, why did he have to hide?
He accepted it without hesitation and rejected her directly.
She answered the phone. "But I'm not free today."
"Is it Qingcheng?" It wasn't Tang Kexin's voice on the phone, but Tang Kexin's mother's voice.
Pei Qingcheng was taken aback, "Aunty?"
"Mhm, Qingcheng, what did you say just now? You're not free today?"
"Oh, I thought it was."
"I originally wanted you to come over to our house to eat. I didn't expect you to be so busy." Tang Ke's mother said with a regretful tone.
"Then I'll come see you another day."
"Alright, alright, alright. I won't disturb you."
Suddenly, Tang Kexin's voice came over the phone, "Mom, the one who brought the cake is here. Where should we put it?"
Pei Qingcheng was suddenly enlightened. She looked at the calendar on the table and suddenly remembered that it was Tang Kexin's mother's birthday.
In the past, every year, Aunt Tang's birthday would be celebrated by her and Pei Qingcheng would prepare gifts in advance.
But today, she had forgotten everything.
Since she had seen through Tang Kexin's true appearance, Pei Qingcheng could only wish to draw a clear line between them.
However, she couldn't be so heartless.
Aunt Tang was very kind to her.
Pei Qingcheng licked her lips as she replied, "Then, I'll be there in a while."
"Didn't you say that you're busy?"
"Auntie's birthday, no matter what, I have to squeeze out some time."
"That's great." Aunt Tang smiled with gratification. "Then we'll wait for you to eat. There's no need to prepare any presents. It's just a small birthday, so we can have a meal together."
A family, that used to be a word that really warmed her.
Now, it was quite ironic.
Tang Kexin never treated her as a family member.
She had promised Aunt Tang, but what about the old lady?
The old lady came to Zhuang Shengxiao today for the first time and only agreed to accompany the old lady for dinner. She even wanted to buy some beans for her to eat, but now she was going to miss the appointment.
The relationship between her and the madame was very fragile. Perhaps tonight's matter would cause the madame to have a bad impression of her, and she would have a bad impression of her from then on.
Pei Qingcheng was deep in thought as she supported herself up against the table. Huang Xiaochuan pushed open the door and stood in a strange manner, "Second Miss, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Oh, no." She ran her hand through her hair. "You should get off work first!"
"Alright, Second Miss, if you feel any discomfort, just let me know!" Huang Xiaochang reminded him in concern.
Pei Qingcheng nodded her head and hesitated as she dialed her home number.
She didn't know why she was so conflicted. Why did she care so much about the old lady's opinion of her?
Why did he care so much?
She and Ye Wen were only husband and wife for a year. When the time came, everything would be gone.
As he was lost in thought, the phone connected. Steward Hu's voice came out.
"Hello, ma'am? The madame is in the kitchen remotely directing the chef to cook. Why are you looking for her? I'll go ask the madame to come over. "
"Uh, no need, no need." "Butler Hu, could you tell her that I have a friend's mother's birthday tonight? I have to go to her house to eat dinner."
"Can I ask who it is? The madame will definitely ask."
That was true. Although they hadn't been together for long, Pei Qingcheng had already roughly grasped the old lady's style.
"Tang Kexin."
"Alright, I will pass it on to the madame."
"Thank you."
Pei Qingcheng hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief.
At least he didn't have to tell the madame in front of everyone. The madcap's ability to pester a child's temper was unbearable.
The car was waiting for her at the door.
It was already 5: 30 a.m. and there was no time to prepare the present. It was really embarrassing to be empty-handed today.
Pei Qingcheng got into the car and drove her to Tang Kexin's house.
As the car drove up to the gate and was waiting to be let through, Old Sun suddenly stuck his head out the window and exclaimed, "This seems to be our Zhuang Shengxiao's dream car."
"Is that so?" Pei Qingcheng stretched her head out to take a look as well. Indeed, it was the case.
The only Lincoln in Zhuang Shengxiao's Dream. This kind of exaggerated model didn't look like a tired model, so it had been parked in the garage for a long time.
At this moment, the doors to the carriage opened as a person walked out, heading towards Pei Qingcheng.
Pei Qingcheng's eyes widened, she felt that she must have been wrong.
Old Madam Ye was the one walking towards her.
Pei Qingcheng had no time to think and quickly got out of the car, "Grandmother?"
"Good grandson's wife." The Countess walked over and held Pei Qingcheng's hand, smiling with her eyes squinted in a very benevolent manner, "Jiang Ruohua's birthday? I didn't prepare the gift, did I? "
Jiang Ruihua was the name of Aunt Tang, and the Tang family was also a rich family in Mo City, so it was not strange that they knew each other.
Pei Qingcheng was not sure what Old Madam Ye wanted to do, "Housekeeper Hu told you that I can't accompany you for dinner."
"Sure." The Old Granny held onto Pei Qingcheng's hand as they walked towards the Tang Clan's main gate.