Song Qianti was picking up vegetables in the pot, but she didn't see him strange. Hearing his words, she looked up at him: "Isn't it?"

He simply answered: "No."

Song Qianti smiled and said, "Don't be embarrassed, I won't laugh at you."

Wen Linyan stretched out his jaw and suddenly put down his chopsticks.

Song Qianti: "Don't eat anymore? There are so many dishes, hurry up, eat some more."

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang. She put down her chopsticks and walked over to pick up the phone on the coffee table. It was Ruan’s landline.

In the morning, Ruan Haotian asked her to go back to Ruan's house tonight, but she didn't go back. It must have been Ruan Haotian who asked the housekeeper to call him.

Without any hesitation, she refused to answer the call, threw her phone on the sofa, and re-entered the restaurant.

After eating and drinking, Song Qianti lazily nestled on the sofa, while Wen Linyan was washing dishes in the kitchen.

When he came out, she looked at him and said, "Let's join forces in the future."

Wen Linyan took out a tissue to wipe the water stains on his hands and raised his eyebrows: "Life?"

Song Qianti gave him a look of "What do you think": "Eat."

This is the first time he heard about having dinner with him.

Song Qianti suggested: "In the future, I will buy vegetables, and you will cook and wash the bowls in turn,"

Wen Linyan threw the tissue into the trash can: "There is only one kind of person who can make me cook."

Song Qianti lazily supported her head and looked at him leisurely: "Who is it?"

Wen Linyan looked at her, her black eyes were bright and she spit out two words lightly: "Wife."

Song Qianti asked: "Your girlfriend doesn't have this treatment?"

Wen Lin said: "My girlfriend will definitely become a wife in the future, so there is no difference between the two."

Song Qianti smiled: "So, you haven't had a girlfriend yet?"

Wen Linyan glanced at her: "What's so funny?"

"You should be almost thirty, you really haven't had a girlfriend?" Song Qianti was a little disbelief.

"Twenty-eight." Wen Linyan corrected her, "Is there anything shameful about not having a girlfriend?"

She said truthfully: "It's not embarrassing, it's just a strange thing."

Wen Linyan sat down on the sofa: "I didn't meet the right one."

Song Qianti teased: "I have too high eyesight and be careful to be a bachelor for the rest of my life."

Wen Linyan's deep eyes flashed over her beautiful face: "No."

Because he already has someone he likes.

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On Thursday, Song Qianti was going to accompany Song Jinghan to audition, but Mr. He called her and asked her to go to He's house. It seemed that there was something urgent.

There was no way, she talked to Song Jinghan and then went to the He family.

The car drove all the way into the He family's yard, and she saw the He family's butler standing on the steps.

She pushed open the door and got out of the car, carried her bag up the steps, and Butler He said to her with a smile: "Miss Song, you are here, the old man is waiting for you in the living room."

She nodded and entered the living room, but was stunned as soon as she stepped in.

Because in addition to Mr. He, He Xuhong and He Songjin, who should be in the company, are actually at home at the moment, and Ge Lijiao, the full-time wife, is naturally there, and Ruan Yousi is sitting next to her.

He Xuhong and Ge Lijiao looked very bad, He Songjin frowned, and Old Master He looked serious and could not tell his happiness or anger as usual.

Ruan Yousi looked at her with a little gloating on her face.

She calmed down her mind, walked towards Mr. He and the others, and greeted them one by one: "Grandpa He, Uncle He, Aunt He."
Chapter completed!