Chapter 11 Fake Marriage (4)

If, if he came back one day later, wouldn't she really marry Tang Yu and become his wife.

This matter, I can't think about it. When I think about it, Song Qingyi feels uncomfortable all over himself, like a puppy that he took good care of and raised, but was suddenly taken away by others, which made him feel unjust and panicked. .

He had heard about Tang and that person. He acted harshly and loved face very much. More importantly, he was extremely coquettish, and he would never let off a woman with a little beauty.

Song Qingyi raised his eyelids again, looked at Yu Chiguang who was sitting across from him and almost buried his face in the rice bowl, and his heart tightened. With Yu's temperament, why don't you eat her until there are no bones left.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Chiguang blinked his eyes and was still chewing something. When he raised his head, he saw Song Qingyi staring straight at her. He didn't know what to look at, and there was no flower on her face either!
Song Qingyi stared at her for a few seconds, then walked towards the kitchen without saying anything. Yu Chiguang tilted his head to see what he was going to do, but he only heard him say in a cold voice: "Uncle Tong, wait Please clean up the dinner plates later."

Then came Uncle Tong's upright voice: "Okay, young master!"

Then Song Qingyi came out of the kitchen, and Yu Chiguang hurriedly lowered his head to eat. When he passed by her, he didn't even look at her. When he went upstairs, Yu Chiguang bit his chopsticks He waved his fist twice in the direction he left.

Yu Chiguang felt that Song Qingyi was good at everything, from childhood to adulthood, he was outstanding, smart, and good-looking, and there were countless women who liked him, but his temper was too strange, he looked like a menstruating woman, Cloudy and sunny, moody and angry...

When Yu Chiguang finished his meal, it was almost dark. Uncle Tong in the kitchen saw her put down his chopsticks, and hurried out of the kitchen: "Miss Yu, are you ready?"

Yu Chiguang raised his head and showed a bright smile: "Well, I'm full, Uncle Tong!"

Uncle Tong is a servant of the Song family. He has taken care of Song Qing since he was a child, and he has known Yu Chiguang since he grew up. This little girl from the Yu family has been lively and playful since she was a child. He likes this girl from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, then you go and play, I'll clean up here!" Uncle Tong's tone was as if coaxing a child, as he spoke, he began to clear away the dishes on the dining table.

Then you go and play.

Yu Chiguang twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help being a little speechless. She had grown up, and every time Uncle Tong talked to her, it was like coaxing a child...

Uncle Tong was chattering away while clearing away the dishes on the table, going back and forth between the dining table and the kitchen, when suddenly he raised his head and looked at Yu Chiguang with an "ah".

"What's wrong?" Yu Chiguang asked Uncle Tong with some puzzlement.

"Oh, I have a bad memory. I just remembered that all the quilts in the villa have been thrown away. I plan to buy new ones next week. I don't have any quilts to make the bed today. What should I do? Ms. Yu, how do you sleep?" Tong Shu frowned in the original place. Go in circles.

"Uncle Tong, don't call me Miss Yu anymore, but Young Madam."

Yu Chiguang and Uncle Tong turned their heads together, and saw Song Qing in a bathrobe holding a water glass with one hand, standing not far from them.

"Master, why are you down? You need some water. I'll go get you some water." Uncle Tong hurriedly stepped forward to take the glass.

Song Qing avoided gently: "Uncle Tong, there's nothing else to do, go to sleep by yourself, I'll do it myself."

(End of this chapter)

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