Qingyue felt that she was not lying, although she didn't think there was anything good here.

Since childhood, she has lived in the most luxurious palace, the simplest cold palace, and the cleanest courtyard...

No matter where she is, she can settle down and live a good life.

Because of this, even if Ji Qiuyu's place is not that good, it can't be compared with the Ji family's house.

However, when she saw Ji Qiuyu's face with a gentle smile, Qingyue felt that she could not say anything harsh.

So, because of Xie Nuanyang's answer, Ji Qiuyu became in a particularly good mood.

"Oops, I forgot. Come and have a sip of soup. I drank wine before and I'm afraid you'll feel upset to your stomach." Ji Qiuyu said, picking up the bowl of soup on the table and bringing it to Xie Nuanyang.

Looking at the bowl of soup and smelling the smell, Qingyue took it and looked at Ji Qiuyu with some confusion.

Seeing this, Ji Qiuyu said: "This is sweet soup. I was afraid that you would feel hungry when you woke up, so I made it."

"Brother Qiu Yu, did you do this?" Qingyue tilted his head slightly and asked.

Ji Qiuyu lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Well, I don't have many people here, so I have to make it myself. Maybe I can't compare with the chefs in the old house, so Nuanyang, just accept it!"

When Qingyue heard this, he picked up the spoon in the bowl, took a spoonful, and drank.

The sweet soup has a bit of wine flavor, but it tastes extremely warm.

Qingyue was taking a few bites when he suddenly heard his cell phone ringing.

Putting down the hot bowl in her hand, Qingyue quickly took out her mobile phone and saw that the name displayed on it was the word "husband".

After pressing the answer button, Qingyue heard a loud roar from the other end of the phone before she could speak: "Xie Nuanyang! Why don't you go home? Where are you now? I'll pick you up!"

Putting the phone at a distance from herself to prevent her ears from being damaged, Qingyue glanced at Ji Qiuyu and said, "I'm at Brother Qiuyu's place."

"Ji Qiuyu? You actually went to Ji Qiuyu's house? Xie Nuanyang, have you relapsed?" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed particularly angry.

Qingyue frowned and just shouted: "Husband..."

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped, and then it was Ji Dongchen's normal and lowered voice: "Where are you? Don't run around, I'll pick you up."

Qingyue looked at Ji Qiuyu and said, "Where is this?"

Ji Qiuyu's eyes darkened, he looked into Xie Nuanyang's clear eyes, stepped forward, took the phone, and said, "I was at home in the east of the city. Don't you remember where you were?"

"Ji Qiuyu?!" The voice on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, but it revealed a hint of cruelty: "Ji Qiuyu, Xie Nuanyang is different now from before. Don't touch her!"

Ji Qiuyu smiled lightly, glanced at Xie Nuanyang who was looking over, and said: "Nuan Yang said my place is good, you should come quickly!"

After speaking, Ji Qiuyu hung up the phone directly.

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone's ringtone started ringing again. After Ji Qiuyu hung up the phone, he pressed the power button again.

Looking up, seeing Xie Nuanyang's somewhat confused gaze, Ji Qiuyu said, "The phone's battery is out of battery. Dongchen asked you to wait here for a while, and he will be here soon."

When Xie Nuanyang heard this, he looked at the phone with a black screen and nodded.
Chapter completed!