Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 77 What she wants (two more)

Putting the towel on the coffee table casually, Song Qingcheng sat leaning against the head of the bed, with his hands tucked in his long, messy hair, and the whole person looked a little depressed.

For a moment, she even wondered if she had forgotten the purpose of coming to Harbin.

Otherwise, why would you focus on Yu Tingchuan’s private life?

These have nothing to do with her in the first place.

She has always had a clear goal for what she wants, isn’t it?

At the age of 22, her life style shouldn’t be like this. However, the carefree college life is so far away from her.

These years, it is not without fault.

But after the loss, she still needs to worry about her life tomorrow.

Song Qingcheng got up and walked to the desk, took a bottle of mineral water, and before he reached out to twist the bottle cap, the phone screen on the table turned on again. From the moment he left the imperial court, her phone was turned on silent.

The latest received is a text message.

Song Qingcheng clicked and saw seven words: “I miss you a lot these years.”

The sender column shows a string of numbers.

However, over the past so many years, even if Shen Zhi’s name has been deleted, she still remembers his number.

Some memories, like chiseled with a carving knife, are still in the sun and rain.

Song Qingcheng held the phone, and soon sent another message: “The phone isn’t around, or doesn’t you want to talk to me?”

This time, she replied with one line: “Very good, don’t miss it.”

The sending was successful, and I was about to black out the other party, and a new message popped up in the dialog box: “Why are you back so official, I’m your sister Yunxuan!”

At the end, there is a sigh.

Song Qingcheng looked at the word’Yun Xuan’, and his mood didn’t fluctuate much. The princess of the Lu family and the jewel in the palm of the Ge family, no matter what you do, you can use ‘just kidding, not intentional’ to pass it through.

The phone screen flickered, and Lu Yunxuan called.

Sometimes, because of admiration, you don’t even have the qualifications to refuse to listen.

Song Qingcheng answered the phone.

Lu Yunxuan’s voice came from the receiver: “If you don’t reply to my message, are you angry?”

“No.” Song Qingcheng replied, “I have something on hand.”

“That is to mind my phone call before returning home.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t have the energy to accompany her in acting as a sister. Besides, they didn’t even have a blood relationship. Just as they were about to say it was late, Lu Yunxuan spoke first: “Tonight, my parents and Shen Zhi’s parents are in the emperor’s life together. I was eating in the court, and when I came out of the box, I met the President Liu. I heard from my mother that you had a blind date with President Liu before?”

“…” Song Qingcheng clenched the phone tightly.

Lu Yunxuan seemed to sigh: “Qingcheng, now that the Internet is so developed, even if you change the city, you can’t hide some things for a lifetime. Even if you look beautiful, in today’s society, the man will value the background and family background of the woman in marriage. Especially in capital cities like Nancheng, most men require their wives to have a bachelor’s degree or above… Sorry, Qingcheng, I don’t like to be circumspect, but I am really good for you. The conditions like Mr. Liu are still very good. You are now In this way, you can’t be too picky…”

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Song Qingcheng didn’t know how she hung up the phone. In fact, for this situation, during the years when the Lu family and Lu Yunxuan got along, she should have been okay. However, after many years, she heard Lu Yunxuan’s mockery again in disguised form. Can’t be indifferent.

For the first time, Lu Yunxuan saw Shen Zhi’s photo in her room, took Shen Zhi’s photo and sat on a swivel chair and exclaimed, then turned her head and asked her: “Qingcheng, this boy is handsome, you won’t like him. Right? But to be honest, in terms of face, you are not a good match at all.”

So in the end, Lu Yunxuan replaced her and stood beside Shen Zhi.

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Song Qingcheng got up very late the next day.

The clothes washed off last night were left to dry in the bathroom. After washing, she took the hair dryer and was about to blow the clothes. Someone came to ring the doorbell of the room.

I opened the door in the past and found that it was Su Ying.

Su Ying carried a very delicate paper bag and glanced into the room: “Just got up?”

Song Qingcheng didn’t deny it, but turned sideways to let Su Ying in.

“Ms. Yu asked me to buy it in a nearby mall. The size may be a little different. You can try it first. If there is a problem, I will change it.” Su Ying put the paper bag on the bed and took out a set of labels from the bag. Women’s clothing: “This brand should be very suitable for girls your age.”

When Song Qingcheng took over the clothes, he said casually: “Mr. Yu he—”

“He went to the construction site.” Su Ying seemed to guess what she wanted to ask: “I will also go there when I take you to the airport.”

Su Ying thought that she said that, the girl was unavoidable. As a result, Song Qingcheng didn’t say anything after listening, just smiled, took the clothes to the bathroom, and cooperated throughout the whole process, including going downstairs to the airport.

After getting in the car, Su Ying handed over a sealed envelope: “Ms. Yu asked me to pass it on to you.”

Song Qingcheng sat in the back row, started with the envelope, and she figured out what was inside.

It’s no longer a check, it’s a card.

She did not open the envelope until she arrived at the airport to confirm.

Su Ying was very efficient. She bought Song Qingcheng the most recent flight to Nancheng. She waited until the boarding time and watched Song Qingcheng pass the security check before she turned and left.

When I got out of the airport, I didn’t forget to report to Yu Tingchuan.

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In the evening, Yu Tingchuan returned to the hotel after socializing.

After passing through room 1209 next door, his pace slowed down, and he glanced at the door plate.

After taking a shower, it may be that he had drunk too much wine at the dinner, his temples were dull and uncomfortable, and he was not sleepy, so he simply sat at the desk. The documents Su Ying brought last night were still on the side. He flipped through a few pages, but didn’t read them. How much to go in.

Yu Tingchuan lit a cigarette, and the hand holding the cigarette was placed on the edge of the table. The smoke curled in the orange light. He leaned back on the back of the chair, closed the lid of the lighter, and threw it on the table.

He squinted and smoked slowly, but he couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.

After smoking two cigarettes, Yu Tingchuan got up and went back to bed to rest.

Before I lay down, I first found a piece of hair on the quilt. It was very thin, not very long. It was about the position of the woman’s shoulder. The bed sheet and quilt cover were changed every two days between the rooms. I shouldn’t change it today. He was leaning on the pillow, fingertips. Rubbing this hair again and again, until later I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. It seems that it’s been too long since there has been a woman…

－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－

Looking backstage, I found a lot of props.

The evaluation ticket of “Ai Zn Bottle”, the flowers of ‘zora celadon’, the flowers of ‘nickname has been used’, the evaluation votes of ‘ruoyann’ and the flowers, the diamonds of ‘Quit the childish innocence’.

There are so many local tyrants in Xiaoxiang, I don’t want to go anymore o(*￣︶￣*)o

However, I really don’t have to give it away all the time. It’s not a polite remark. Old wine is really embarrassed.