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After that night, the three spent a few days in peace.

Song Tingchen is no longer close to Qin Youle. He comes back very late at night and seldom eats with Qin Youle and Qin Huai. Some nights he doesn't even come to the town.

The weather is getting colder and colder, the smell of the new year is getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of firecrackers and fireworks continues.

Seeing that it was time for dinner again, Qin Youle went downstairs slowly.

"Madam, come down to dinner." Seeing Qin Youle still on the stairs, Xiao Wu Xi said with a smile, "today the master cooked you your favorite crayfish."

Xiao Wu is a young man just hired by song Tingchen during this period. He is only in his early twenties. However, he looks very happy and can also perform magic tricks. He can often relieve Qin Youle's boredom.

"OK." Qin Youle replied with a smile. She looked around and didn't see Qin Huai.

"Madam, are you looking for Mr. Qin?" Xiao Wu explained, "just before the meal point, Mr. Qin said he would go out for a while. It seems that he has something important to do."

Qin Youle nodded. Qin Huai's action is free, but Qin Youle is not so free. Song Tingchen said that if she wants to go out, she must have two bodyguards with her, otherwise she can't go out.

Looking at the full table of dishes, Qin Youle had no appetite. She touched her stomach and said to Xiao Wu, "sit down and eat together. It's not just the amount of two people."

"No!" Xiao Wu quickly shook his head and said that although he had a good relationship with Qin Youle, he also knew how to be measured.

"Sit down." Qin Youle said faintly, "I always feel like I can't eat alone."

"Madam, do you miss president song?" Xiao Wu asked tentatively.

"Ah?"

"Do you miss president song?" Xiao Wu asked again, "I've always been absent-minded recently. President Song hasn't been here."

Qin Youle smiled bitterly and didn't speak. Although he was sorry for what happened that night and thought about whether to admit his mistake first, Qin Youle could only suppress his thoughts when he thought of their relationship.

"Sit down and eat." Qin Youle didn't answer Xiao Wu's question directly. She scooped a bowl of hot and sour soup first, which is really her favorite soup.

Qin Youle just wanted to eat when the car whistle sounded outside.

Qin Youle's hand was stunned. After looking outside, she faintly continued to drink the soup in her hand. She could hear that it was the whistle of song Tingchen's car.

"Madam, President song is back." Xiao Wu Xin said happily.

Qin Youle drank the soup himself, ignoring Xiao Wu's words.

"President song!"

"President song!"

Song Tingchen and Huang Zhiming walked in quickly.

"President song, madam is having dinner." Xiao Wu Hui reported, "my wife was just eating. She said she was alone..."

"Xiao Wu!" Seeing that Xiao Wu was about to betray her, Qin Youle quickly stopped him, "go and cut me a plate of fruit."

"Huh?" Xiao Wu asked somewhat puzzled, "madam, you haven't started eating yet."

"Hurry up." One side of Huang Zhiming secretly winked at Xiao Wu, "madam, you can go if you ask. Where did you get so much nonsense?"

"Oh." Xiao Wu touched his head and went into the kitchen.

Looking at a pair of empty dishes and chopsticks on the table, song Tingchen opened his chair and sat down. He glanced at Qin Youle. Qin Youle buried himself in his meal, as if he wanted to hide from him.

"These two days, the company is a little busy, so it didn't come." Song Tingchen explained faintly.

"Oh." Qin Youle replied carelessly.

"Angry?" Seeing Qin Youle's face was a little bad, song Tingchen gently asked, "I didn't mean not to come to see you. It's really because of the beginning of the new year, so I didn't come to the town to see you."

Qin Youle put down the spoon in her hand. She looked at Song Tingchen with determination.

Song Tingchen thought Qin Youle was going to say something sweet. He looked expectantly into Qin Youle's eyes.

"You don't have to report to me what you have done." Qin Youle said slowly, "in fact, you don't have to help me like this."

Hearing this, song Tingchen and Huang Zhiming were stunned, and the air in the living room seemed to have solidified.

"Qin Youle, I'm really cheap!" Song Tingchen said coldly at the corner of his mouth. His words were so cold that people trembled.

Qin Youle's hand trembled slightly, but she held back her tears and lowered her head to continue eating the rice in her bowl as if nothing had happened.

"Madam, the fruit you want!" Unknowingly, Xiao Wu rushed out of the kitchen.

When he was about to put a plate of fruit in front of Qin Youle, song Tingchen got up and swept the things in his hand on the ground. The plate fell on the concrete floor and made a crisp noise.

Qin Youle was startled by song Tingchen's action. She stood up and looked at Song Tingchen with a pale face.

Song Tingchen looked at the mess on the ground and said in a deep voice, "let's go."

Xiao Wu didn't react. He didn't even dare to breathe.

After watching song Tingchen leave, Huang Zhiming frowned and said to Qin Youle, "madam, president Song didn't hesitate to take a car for an hour and a half to come back to dinner with you. In the evening, he still has a lot of work to deal with, just to come to dinner with you."

Hearing Huang Zhiming's words, Qin Youle raised his eyes full of tears.

"Alas..." Huang Zhiming sighed and hurried out.

"Madam?" Seeing Qin Youle standing, Xiao Wu grabbed her arm and shook it, "madam, are you okay?"

"Nothing." Qin Youle replied with a smile, and two lines of tears fell down with her smile.

Seeing Qin Youle crying, Xiao Wu said in a panic, "don't cry. I'll cut it off right away."

"No." Qin Youle wiped away his tears and whispered, "I want to go up and sleep for a while."

"But you haven't eaten yet!" Xiao Wu glanced at the almost untouched food and said anxiously, "you haven't eaten much these two days. Can you keep fit?"

Qin Youle went straight upstairs. As soon as he locked the door, Qin Youle's tears rushed out. Song Tingchen's lost eyes, his tired appearance and Huang Zhiming's words made Qin Youle feel very guilty.

Xiao Wu, who followed him upstairs, heard the cry from the door and sighed.

The black Land Rover drove out of town quickly.

It was getting dark gradually. From just getting on the bus to now, song Tingchen tightly pursed his lips and said nothing.

"President song?" Seeing song Tingchen's face in the rearview mirror, Huang Zhiming said anxiously, "let's find a place to eat. You haven't eaten anything since noon."

Song Tingchen only had Qin Youle's pale little face in his mind. He began to regret it after he went out. Even if he gets angry again, he shouldn't fall things. Qin Youle's body hasn't healed yet. He's afraid she'll be uncomfortable again.

"How long is it before the meeting?" Song Tingchen asked coldly.

Huang Zhiming looked at the time and said, "there are still two and a half hours."

"Go back to town." Song Tingchen closed his eyes and ordered, "go back to town now."

"Huh?" Huang Zhiming looked back and said in doubt, "now go back?"

"Yes! Now go back! " Song Tingchen raised the volume.

"Go back!" Huang Zhiming immediately ordered, "under the condition of ensuring safety, hurry up."

Huang Zhiming was very worried. In the evening, song Tingchen made an appointment with the company's executives. This meeting is very important to song Tingchen. There can be no mistake.

After a while, the car stopped in the town again.

"Where's madam?" Huang Zhiming asked nervously for song Tingchen.

Xiao Wu was a little surprised. He pointed upstairs: "just after president Song left, his wife went upstairs directly. She seems to..."

Before Xiao Wu finished, song Tingchen ran upstairs quickly.

Seeing Xiao Wu's depressed face, Huang Zhiming whispered, "hurry to ask the master to prepare two simple dishes. President Song hasn't eaten in the evening."

"OK." Xiao Wu responded positively.

"It's best to be able to pack." After looking at the time, Huang Zhiming ordered that he knew that song Tingchen could only make do with some food on the road, otherwise he might miss the time.

When he came to the door, he heard Qin Youle sobbing in the room. Song Tingchen only felt his heart like a knife.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

Qin Youle sat on the ground leaning against the bed and lying on his knees crying sadly.

Song Tingchen frowned, his hands clenched into fists, and he was very upset.

Qin Youle heard footsteps. She saw song Tingchen's leather shoes, and her tears flowed out like water from the dike again.

"Sorry." Song Tingchen squatted down, rubbed Qin Youle's head and whispered, "I shouldn't hurt you."

Qin Youle's shoulders trembled, and she cried for herself. As soon as song Tingchen comforted her, she felt more wronged“ The ground is cold. Get up quickly. " Song Tingchen said softly. He reached out and picked up Qin Youle. I felt that Qin Youle was lighter than a few days ago. Song Tingchen felt a pain in his heart. All his hands touched were the bones on Qin Youle's back.

Qin Youle was gently put on the bed. Song Tingchen gently wiped her tears with his hand: "well, don't cry. I'm sorry. I admit that I was wrong. I shouldn't have hurt you."

Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen with tears, which made him feel more heartache.

"Why are you back?" After a long time, Qin Youle slowly recovered her mood. She looked into song Tingchen's eyes and asked wrongly, "doesn't it mean there's still work tonight?"

"I was afraid that a fool would cry all night, so I had to turn back halfway." Song Tingchen touched Qin Youle's long soft hair and joked, "I'm afraid I'll see a fool when I come back at night. His eyes will be swollen like a walnut."

Qin Youle put her hand around Song Tingchen's neck. She buried her head on his shirt and rubbed it.

"Oh, don't rub!" Song Tingchen pretended to be surprised and said, "my white shirt is getting dirty."

Qin Youle finally burst into laughter. Hearing Qin Youle laughing, song Tingchen affectionately patted Qin Youle on the back and said gently, "finally smiled, didn't he? You can't do this again. "

Qin Youle nodded hard, but there was a desolate feeling at the bottom of his heart.