After Escaping Marriage [GL]

"Miss Wei, Miss Wei?"

Cheng Yuanxi looked at the young woman in front of her who was suddenly shocked, her already white face became even whiter, and even her red lips lost their blood.

Song Qingrou was watching Yu Qingtang's eyes light up.

Like, so like.

The eyebrows are picturesque, like a banished immortal. They are carved out of the same mold as Yu Ci, and there is a tear mole at the end of the eye, but it does not damage her beauty, but it makes people unable to look away.

As soon as Song Qingrou saw Yu Qingtang's face, the grievances before coming here disappeared without a trace, what was wrong, what was an apology in person, I don't know, I don't remember, this is the only person left in front of her.

She was the only one left in Yu Qingtang's eyes.

But she was dizzy in front of her eyes, and she couldn't control herself to calmly look at the woman's face, she was afraid that she would collapse even more when she saw her clearly.

Cheng Zhanxi's mother!

She thought it was terrible that the person who broke off the marriage suddenly became Cheng Zhanxi's brother, but she didn't expect her mother-in-law... No, Cheng Zhanxi's mother was right next to her, and she looked at herself with an indescribable excitement.

"Miss Wei, Miss Wei?"

The only calm and unwavering Cheng Yuanxi bent his knuckles and knocked on the table in front of Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang returned to her senses and looked at her brother Cheng Yuanxi, who had a five-point similarity in appearance to Cheng Zhanxi.

Before she could calm down initially, Song Qingrou sat opposite Yu Qingtang and beside Cheng Yuanxi.

Yu Qingtang: "…"

Yu Qingtang looked down at the coffee cup in front of her, hopelessly praying that this was a nightmare for her. After waking up, she was still in the hotel and hadn't gone out.

She secretly pinched the soft flesh of her arm.

pain.

At this moment, Song Qingrou said kindly, "Xiaotang, right?"

Yu Qingtang didn't know whether he was flattered or what, when he heard this, he raised his eyes and said with sincerity, "Yes."

She was so grown up, it was the first time someone called her that.

Cheng Zhanxi occasionally called her Tangtang, it was in the lover's room, and the beautiful woman's voice in front of her had obvious elders' concern for juniors.

Cheng Yuanxi, who was next to him, turned the buttons on the cuffs of his suit, and curled his lips indistinctly.

Before she came, her mother was very proud and said that she wanted to see how sacred this bold woman was. At that time, he thought that Ms. Song only wanted to see beautiful women. As expected, she was not so affectionate to her own son. If Ms. Song was born in ancient times, she would definitely be a dwarf who loves beauty but not the country. No, she should most want to be a queen. Those beauties would go to her every day to say goodbye to her.

Xiaotang?

Two days ago, it was Wei Qingtang and Wei Qingtang's.

Song Qingrou saw Yu Qingtang's frightened appearance, and her voice became softer and softer: "Don't be afraid, I just have a few words with you."

Yu Qingtang's throat tightened: "You said."

Song Qingrou smiled: "Don't be yours, your mother and I are old acquaintances, just call me Aunt Song."

As soon as Aunt Song opened her mouth, Yu Qingtang remembered that she hadn't addressed the other party for the first time, and her heart suddenly became cold.

Was her first impression of Cheng Zhanxi's mother a terrible one?

Song Qingrou: "?"

Why does she feel more scared?

Yu Qingtang sank her fingertips into her palm, trying her best to control the trembling in her voice: "Hello, Aunt Song, Song."

Song Qingrou sighed, her expression happy, and her eyes narrowed with a smile.

Song Qingrou was addicted to her beauty, looked left and right, and couldn't help being satisfied.

She didn't speak, and Yu Qingtang didn't know how to take the initiative to speak. She sat and let her look at it, her face was almost frozen with laughter, and she was so panicked.

Cheng Yuanxi, who was obviously the protagonist but became a background board, cleared her throat and reminded her to get down to business.

Song Qingrou received the signal and reluctantly retracted her gaze.

Cheng Yuanxi insisted on asking the first question: "What is the relationship between Miss Wei and Shemei?"

Yu Qingtang's lips trembled, and she said, "I'm her..." She lowered her voice and said, "...friend."

Cheng Yuanxi has been in the shopping mall for more than ten years, why can't she see that she has a tense expression and hides something: "What friend?"

Yu Qingtang restrained herself from lowering her head in front of the youth, digging her fingernails into her flesh, and said, "Very good friend."

"Why haven't I heard Shemei talk about you?" Cheng Yuanxi's words were a bit inappropriate, but when it came to Cheng Zhanxi, he had to be careful.

Yu Qingtang pursed her pale lips.

Song Qingrou immediately patted her son's arm.

Yu Qingtang lowered her eyes and said, "Maybe she hasn't had time to mention me."

The two of them have been together for more than a month, and Yu Qingtang is a slow-burning type again. Cheng Zhanxi didn't want to put pressure on her, so she didn't mention Yu Qingtang too much with her family. Unexpectedly, Yu Qingtang met her parents alone in the absence of Cheng Zhanxi.

Not to mention Yu Qingtang, most people would be frightened when they met their girlfriend's parents without any preparation, and they had to have a strong heart to sit down and have a good chat. Even Cheng Zhanxi couldn't guarantee that he would be calm.

Cheng Yuanxi smiled and stopped asking.

After Yu Qingtang and Song Qingrou's coffee came up, Cheng Yuanxi looked at the woman in front of her who had regained her composure, and said gently, "Miss Wei wants to break off the marriage?"

Yu Qingtang did not correct the surname he had been calling because it would not be used after today.

She continued her thinking last night, but she found out that something was wrong. The other party was Cheng Zhanxi's family, and it was no accident that they would meet again in the future.

Yu Qingtang said, "I follow my mother's surname, Yu, Yu Qingtang."

Cheng Yuanxi was kind and fluent: "Miss Yu."

Yu Qingtang nodded.

Cheng Yuanxi: "Can I know the reason for the divorce?"

Yu Qingtang looked at the peach blossom eyes behind his lens, similar to Cheng Zhanxi, and said calmly, "I already have a sweetheart."

Song Qingrou was shocked.

I'm coming! finally come! Family ethics dog blood drama!

As a professional Yan control, she has not forgotten her sideline as a writer.

Her sweetheart is Wei Tingyu, right? !

Cheng Yuanxi rubbed the edge of the coffee cup and said slowly, "If I remember correctly, this marriage has been set since last year. Since you already have a sweetheart, why did you regret the marriage now?"

Yu Qingtang shook her head: "I only decided not long ago that I want to be with her."

Cheng Yuanxi thought: Are you using the Cheng family as a spare tire?

Song Qingrou thought to herself: You finally persuaded your father, didn't you?

Cheng Yuanxi looked worried.

Yu Qingtang realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and bit her lower lip angrily.

Is the first impression irreversible?

Song Qingrou patted her son's hand and said softly, "I understand you."

Cheng Yuanxi: "..."

Forget it, he'd better go for coffee.

Yu Qingtang looked at Song Qingrou in surprise.

Song Qingrou smiled and said, "Didn't your father tell you? He also quit a marriage and insisted on marrying your mother."

Yu Qingtang's eyes widened slightly.

Song Qingrou said gently: "It's not easy for a person to find true love in one's life. If you think about it clearly, stick to your own heart."

Although Song Qingrou is not very able to accept father and daughter, but she will not criticize others' housework, and Wei Tingyu's feelings for Yu Qingtang are very complicated, not pure love between men and women. Besides, he was about to die, so it would be good for Yu Qingtang to spend the last time with him.

Yu Qingtang was slightly moved and said, "Thank you Aunt Song."

Song Qingrou thought for a while, and then said, "But your life is still very long. In the future, you must live a good life and treat yourself well."

Yu Qingtang: "?"

She and her brother-in-law looked at each other and found that Cheng Yuanxi's eyes were as confused as hers.

What?

What is Cheng Zhanxi's mother saying?

It doesn't matter what you say, Yu Qingtang just nods and smiles.

Song Qingrou looked hesitant, but she still said, "When your father discussed marriage with us before, he said it was a fake marriage, and Yuanxi divorced you in a few years. I'll take you as a goddaughter to keep you safe for the rest of your life. Now Although the marriage is not possible, if you want, I still want to accept you as a righteous daughter. Wei family, after your father left, you are a weak woman without support..."

Yu Qingtang smiled slightly.

She saw Song Qingrou's lips opening and closing, and every word she spoke clearly entered her ears, but she couldn't understand what she meant.

What fake marriage? What to do daughter? What do you call after your father leaves?

Song Qingrou sighed, looked at her sincerely, and said, "I am friends with your mother, you can trust me. Your father chose the Cheng family to protect you, and he also believed in our family. I hope you will consider my suggestion."

Cheng Yuanxi took off his silver-rimmed glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

He doesn't want to have another godsister for no reason! This is just the first time I saw it! Isn't his mother too fast!

Song Qingrou's suggestion didn't get an immediate response, which was expected, but Yu Qingtang's expression opposite her didn't seem like she was thinking about it. She was dazed, shocked, and mixed with joy, which was complicated and difficult to discern.

After a long time, Yu Qingtang raised her eyes, her eyes were dark and unclear, and she asked in a sandy voice, "I... what's wrong with him?"

According to the context, Song Qingrou can know that "he" refers to Wei Tingyu.

Song Qingrou bit her lower lip.

Doesn't she know that Wei Tingyu's time is running out? Didn't you just say something wrong? What's going on with the Wei family?

Song Qingrou picked up the phone, got up and said, "I'll go make a call."

Wei Tingyu received Song Qingrou's call. After listening to her, there were ripples in her heart, which had always been calm, but he was troubled, and he just quit the marriage in person. Why did Song Qingrou talk to her so much.

Wei Tingyu pressed her temples with her pale and slender fingers, and said peacefully, "Nothing, Madam Cheng can say whatever she wants, don't worry about me."

As soon as the call was hung up, a text message entered the mailbox from a number with no remarks.

But Wei Tingyu recognized the owner of the number.

Yu Qingtang: [What happened to your body? 】

Wei Tingyu deleted the text message.

Yu Qingtang put down the phone, and Song Qingrou just returned from the call.

Yu Qingtang heard the story from Song Qingrou. Wei Tingyu was diagnosed with an incurable disease more than a year ago, and the Wei family was eyeing them, trying to get the family property of the third family. Wei Tingyu was afraid that Yu Qingtang would be dismantled by the Wei family after her death, so she was anxious to arrange a marriage for her. The Cheng family has a illustrious reputation and a clean family style, making it the best choice. He tried his best to facilitate this marriage, and visited the door several times, but Cheng Yuanxi's sexual orientation was of the same sex, so he couldn't fulfill the marriage contract, and finally reached an agreement on a fake marriage.

Song Qingrou's words were not long, Yu Qingtang sat motionless in the chair and pondered for a long time.

Song Qingrou lowered her voice and asked, "Don't you know?"

Yu Qingtang forced a smile and shook her head.

Song Qingrou reached out and patted the back of her hand resting on the table.

The skin is so good too.

Song Qingrou walked for a while, and then said: "You can consider my proposal."

Yu Qingtang recalled for a moment that she was talking about accepting her as a daughter, and politely declined: "Thank you Aunt Song, but no need."

Song Qingrou showed regret.

Yu Qingtang squeezed the handle of the coffee cup tightly.

If Song Qingrou accepts her as a righteous daughter, wouldn't she and Cheng Zhanxi become sisters?

Do you want to confess...

Cheng Zhanxi was not present, she really didn't have the courage to say it outright, why don't you do this first? In the future, Cheng Zhanxi will bring her to the capital and formally introduce herself. She has to buy gifts in advance. Yes, there are no gifts either. Cheng Zhanxi saw that Fang Wenjiao and the two brought a lot of them, and he was empty-handed, still in the embarrassing situation of breaking off the marriage.

Song Qingrou picked up the phone on the table and said, "Then let's add a WeChat account?"

Yu Qingtang regretted that his bowels were turning green.

Why let Cheng Zhanxi's mother say it first!

Yu Qingtang quickly called out "Sweep" to save, Song Qingrou just unlocked the phone, Yu Qingtang hurriedly said: "I'll sweep you, Auntie."

Song Qingrou passed the verification information with a smile and said, "Are you free to visit our house?"

Yu Qingtang was surprised: "Now?"

Song Qing Ju said: "Yes, just in time for lunch. Our aunt is a chef, not worse than the outside, and she is healthy and hygienic."

Cheng Yuanxi held his forehead.

Yu Qingtang stammered, "No, no, no."

Song Qingrou frowned suspiciously.

Why is she reacting so much?

Cheng Yuanxi put on his glasses to hide the dark light behind the lenses.

What is she afraid of?

"You are welcome to come to my house when you are free."

"Yes, thank you auntie, auntie walk slowly."

Separated from Yu Qingtang at the entrance of the cafe, Song Qingrou sat in the back seat of the Bentley, Yu Qingtang politely said goodbye to her at the door of the car, and watched the black Bentley go away.

Sitting in the car, Song Qingrou looked back at her figure on the spot from the shading glass, and sighed with emotion: "Xiaotang is really a good boy."

Cheng Yuanxi was wiping the lenses with a spectacle cloth. Hearing that, he glanced at her and said, "How long have you known her? It's less than two hours. Mom, there is a limit to Yan control."

Song Qingrou said, "Have you never heard of Xiang Yuxinsheng? She is so beautiful, how can she be so ugly inside?"

Cheng Yuanxi couldn't tell her, and made a gesture of admitting defeat.

Song Qingju said, "Can you learn from your sister and be a little bit pity and cherish jade? You see you scared Xiaotang today."

Cheng Yuanxi said: "If my sister was here, she would be the same as me. She said that she is my sister's good friend. Did you hear her mention her sister when we were chatting just now? I specially quoted her, but she took it with me. " Cheng Yuanxi snorted and said, "Being a thief has a guilty conscience."

Song Qingrou twisted the young man's sturdy arm, but instead of twisting it, she twisted it again.

Cheng Yuanxi was in pain, but still insisted on his own opinion: "She is really too suspicious, mom, you can't ignore all her problems because she is good-looking. Besides, I think my sister is much better-looking than her."

Song Qingrou murmured noncommittally.

Cheng Yuanxi: "Mom! My sister is your own daughter! Did you lose your love so soon?!"

Song Qingrou burst out laughing: "What kind of empathy, don't talk nonsense."

Cheng Yuanxi didn't let her go: "Just say who is more beautiful, sister or Miss Yu."

Song Qingrou's eyes dodged, and she said vaguely: "Oh, each has its own merits."

Cheng Yuanxi: "Mom!"

Song Qingrou looked at him and said: "By the way, let Xiaoyun steam egg custard at noon. I want to eat egg custard. You can call home now. Call now, it will be too late."

***

The black Bentley merged into the mighty traffic, and disappeared from Yu Qingtang's field of vision for a moment like a rolling torrent.

Yu Qingtang's knees softened, and she supported the support at hand, barely able to stabilize her swaying figure, so as not to fall softly to the ground.

What has she been through just now?

Yu Qingtang opened WeChat and clicked on Cheng Zhanxi's chat box. The message in it was the good night Yu Qingtang sent her in the morning, and she was still sleeping. Yu Qingtang hung her fingertips above the virtual keyboard for a while, not knowing what to say to her.

If she saw her mother and brother today, she would have to tell everything about the Wei family and everything, she was not ready.

Yu Qingtang exited WeChat and clicked into the text message interface, but Wei Tingyu did not reply.

Yu Qingtang quietly lowered her eyes and thought for a while, stopped a car on the side of the road, reported her address, the driver took a look at her clothes from the central rearview mirror, and sent it all the way to the door of the luxury villa area.

Yu Qingtang registered at the doorman as usual. The doorman called and got permission from the Wei family to let her in.

The villa area covers a large area, and the greening is done well. There is a large road passing through, and the two sides of the road are full of phoenix trees, and the scenery is unique. The high-ranking officials, Fu Jia, drove directly into the gate of the villa. No one would walk along this road except for a walk and walk the dog. The exception was Yu Qingtang. She was on two legs every time, and no one would pick her up.

One after another luxury cars drove past, and Yu Qingtang walked for another ten minutes to arrive at the gate of Wei's house.

The iron gate was closed, and the servants swept the inside and built the flower branches.

Yu Qingtang rang the doorbell and waited for a few minutes before someone came out and opened the door.

Yu Qingtang asked the servant who was born in front of him, "Is the third master at home?"

The servant said, "I don't know."

Yu Qingtang went inside by himself.

As soon as they approached the gate, Wei Jinglan led Wei Twelve out, the two met each other, and Wei Jinglan smiled friendly at her.

Yu Qingtang nodded slightly.

Wei Jinglan led Wei Shishi to him and said, "My name is Seventh Sister."

Wei Twelve raised his face and said crisply, "Seventh sister."

Yu Qingtang made an "um" sound.

Wei Jinglan said, "Xiao Ba and Xiao Jiu have gone out, don't worry."

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "Thank you."

Wei Jinglan said, "Are you here to find the third uncle? I'll take you there?"

Yu Qingtang said: "No need, thank you."

She and Wei Jinglan passed by, and a thought flashed in her mind: Who is she?

Although Yu Qingtang was not taken seriously, she was an upright Wei family member. She was unobstructed in the house and went upstairs to knock on Wei Tingyu's door.

The servant who opened the door was Wei Tingyu's personal waiter. The servant looked at her and widened her eyes: "Miss—"

The servant's conditioned reflex looked in.

Yu Qingtang was expressionless: "Is he there?"

Maid: "He..."

Without waiting for the servant to hide it, the weak cough of a man came from inside.

When Yu Qingtang heard this voice, her previous courage was like an inflated balloon, and it burst when she was poked, and she subconsciously took a half step back.

A huge daze swept over, accompanied by overwhelming absurdity.

Why is she standing here?

Just because of Song Qingrou's few words, she thought that man was trying to protect her and rekindle hope.

Not how, what is it? Because he is going to die, can everything in the past be written off?

Even if he died, he would not shed a single tear for him, absolutely not!

The servant said, "I'll go in and ask for instructions, Miss, wait a moment."

The servant closed the door.

Yu Qingtang clenched his fists at the door.

Reason told her that she should turn around and leave, but her feet were deeply rooted in place, unable to move an inch.

The door panels are well insulated, so no sound can come out.

A long time has passed, or a very short time. The door in front of him was opened again.

The servant showed her an apologetic smile: "The young master said he was a little tired and went to bed first."

Yu Qingtang loosened his clenched fists, raised his lips and smiled: "Uncle Laogui."

Uncle Gui was stunned for a few seconds at her rare smile, then lowered his head and said, "Where."

He sighed inwardly.

Yu Qingtang went downstairs and walked away without looking back.

Uncle Gui returned to the house. It was windy today, the windows were closed, the lights were not turned on, and the light was dim. Wei Tingyu was lying on the reclining chair in front of the window, covered with a blanket, closed his eyes and rested.

The servant said, "Miss is gone."

Wei Tingyu made a flat "um" sound, but his expression did not change.

It was not a coincidence that Yu Qingtang met Wei Ba and Wei Jiu who had just returned home. Fortunately, the two of them were in the car and were not mocked in person.

The trunk was full of today's shopping. Wei Jiu was showing off the sapphire necklace she received from her birthday banquet with Wei Ba a while ago when she suddenly saw a figure outside the window. She lowered the window, but the car was already some distance away from her. Wei Jiu tucked the necklace back into his neck and said, "It's really a disappointment, what is she doing here? It's pitch black again, **** it."

Wei Ba turned his head to look, his voice lowered, and said, "I heard that the Cheng family is going to break off the marriage, and the wedding planning has stopped."

Wei Jiu was surprised: "Really or not? Everywhere I go recently, there are people talking about the marriage between Young Master Cheng and Dumb, and Young Master Cheng admits it himself. I am mad at me! Why do you have to regret it now? Is your news reliable? ?"

Wei Ba said: "I have a friend who is a member of the Cheng family's wedding planning team. She told me personally that this marriage may not be possible."

Wei Jiu grinned.

"Oh, this is such a big happy event."

Wei Ba echoed: "Who said no, then the dumb will become a joke in the capital."

Wei Jiu snorted coldly: "It's okay to lose her face, don't let the Wei family's face be dull, then we will not be able to lift our heads."

Wei Ba said: "No, she is her, we are us, how can we be the same as her? Look at how many people came to your birthday banquet last time, you are the jewel of the Wei family."

Wei Jiu said "Eighth Sister" angrily, and the corners of her lips turned up.

She took off the sapphire necklace from her neck, took Wei Ba's hand, and put the necklace in her palm.

Wei Ba declined: "I can't have it."

Wei Jiu said: "Just accept it, I have a lot more."

The gloom in Wei Ba's eyes flashed past, too fast to catch, she clenched her palms tightly, looked at Wei Jiu moved, and said, "Then I'll accept it, thank you Jiumei."

Wei Jiu touched his more precious bracelet, turned to look out the window, as if giving alms, and said casually, "No thanks."

Wei Ba clenched his palms and closed his eyes.

If she is also the daughter of the uncle, and was not born in the fourth room, she doesn't have to flatter her like this!

Uncle Wei ranks first, and it is logical to have the greatest power; Uncle Wei is a smiling tiger, a pair of twin daughters are highly valued, and they continue to eat away the power of the boss. With the support of the old man; only her father was the last in the ranking, and she had nothing, so she could only share a piece of the pie behind the two brothers, bowing her head and lingering.

Obviously they are sisters connected by blood, but she is still a sister, but she has to be divided into three, six and nine.

The weak eat the strong, hold high and step low, is this still a home? !

Under the wealth and honor of the Wei family, they are all ugly mud, which has been rotten since birth, and has been rotten here from generation to generation.

The black Rolls Royce stopped.

Wei Ba turned his head to look in the direction where Yu Qingtang's back disappeared, with mixed feelings.

Perhaps it is also a kind of luck to leave the Wei family as early as she did. Go away, stay away, the farther the better.

Wei Jiu stood at the gate: "What are you doing?"

Wei Ba retracted his gaze and said, "It's nothing."

Before entering the door, Wei Ba turned back and raised his face, raised his hand to block his eyes, and saw the sunlight coming in through his fingers.

Wei Jiu urged in a bad tone: "Eighth sister! Hurry up!"

"coming."

Wei Ba put down his hand and walked into the deep door. The door was slammed shut, and the sunlight was ruthlessly isolated from the house.

On the swing frame in the garden, Wei Jinglan was holding Wei Twelve on the swing, and Wei Twelve giggled.

The temperature is not high today, and the wind is stronger in the garden. After playing for a while, Wei Twelve began to shrink into Wei Jinglan's arms and said softly, "Sister, I'm cold."

Wei Jinglan picked her up and said, "Sister will take you to the sun."

Wei Twelve spread out on his sister's legs like pancakes, stretched his short hands and legs, bathed in the sunshine above his head, and said in a milky voice, "It's so warm."

Wei Jinglan tapped the tip of Wei Twelve's nose and said, "Do Twelve want to bask in the sun more often in the future?"

Wei Twelve giggled, "I want to."

Wei Jinglan said, "As long as you want, you can."

Wei Twelve couldn't understand, he just rolled around smiling in his sister's arms.

Wei Jinglan looked at the mansion not far away, like a giant beast dormant in the dark, every breath was under heavy pressure. But if you look closely, its body is covered with cracks, not far from falling apart.

Soon, that day is almost here.

Wei Jinglan patted her sister's little arm, bowed her head and kissed her soft hair, and the corners of her lips outlined a sincere smile.

***

Song Qingrou and Cheng Yuanxi went home after seeing Yu Qingtang. There was still a while before lunch was cooked, and the two sat side by side at the dining table.

Song Qingrou couldn't wait to click into Yu Qingtang's circle of friends, Cheng Yuanxi pouted beside him: "Mom."

Song Qingrou didn't lift her head: "Is something wrong?"

Cheng Yuanxi said, "Don't you care about your own daughter?"

Song Qing Ju said, "My own daughter is sleeping, your own brother doesn't know that she has jet lag?"

Cheng Yuanxi choked and muttered, "Thanks father is not here, otherwise he will be jealous and see what you do."

Song Qingrou raised her head and smiled, and said, "Silly son, I only dare to be so blatant when your father is not around. When I look back, remember to cover up for my mother. A little girl, your father is not so careful, right?"

Cheng Yuanxi gave her a look, smiled and said nothing.

Do you have no idea about your husband?

In addition to family style, the Cheng family's ancestry also has a careful eye. I wonder if her sister will be more generous? Usually very atmospheric, will you become jealous like your father all day long when you fall in love?

There is also that suspicious Miss Wei Yu Qingtang. When her sister wakes up later, she wants to call her and ask her if she recognizes this person, or if Yu Qingtang has other plans for her. He wants to kill all the unfavorable factors to his sister in the cradle!

Cheng Yuanxi thought about it, and Ms. Song next to her suddenly said "Yeah".

Cheng Yuanxi: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingrou covered her mouth: "My God."

Cheng Yuanxi was confused and looked down at the phone interface in her hand.

Yu Qingtang's circle of friends is very ordinary, taking pictures of sunrise, sunset, and flowers.

This is the sunrise. The photo was taken by a mobile phone at first glance, and the pixels are not very good.

This is not the point, the point is the likes of her circle of friends.

The circle of friends only shows mutual friends. It stands to reason that Song Qingrou and Yu Qingtang have no intersection, so they should be clean, but no, a mutual friend liked Yu Qingtang.

That person is-

Cheng Zhanxi.

Song Qingrou continued to be shocked: "My God."

Her fingertips slid down quickly, and every compliment has Cheng Zhanxi, and occasionally comments, her tone is intimate, and it can be seen that the relationship is unusual.

Until Yu Qingtang posted a photo of the starry sky.

Cheng Zhanxi commented: [Good night girlfriend]

Yu Qingtang replied: [Good night]

Song Qingrou slapped Cheng Yuanxi's thigh hard, and narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Aiya!"

The author has something to say: is it a coincidence?

Yu Tangtang thought that she would lose her girlfriend's horse next time. Teacher Cheng didn't know anything about the capital, and the only one who could see the truth was Ms. Song Qingrou, who was loyal to Yangou and was also Yangou at heart! 【Push glasses.jpg】