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  Song Yuqiao knocked on the door, and Song Shuying, who came to open the door, looked at her cheongsam dress and was startled: "Are you going to shoot a movie?"

  Song Yuqiao smiled wryly: "Filmed a scene of falling into the water."

  And also took a mandarin duck bath.

  She returned to her bedroom, changed clothes, and folded the cheongsam into a bag. Thinking about when to return it to Pei Sheng. But the underwear... she wouldn't return that. If possible, she would rather convert it into cash and give him the money, but Pei Sheng definitely wouldn't accept it.

  Song Shuying took one look at her sister and saw that she looked tired, so she directly pressed her to sit on the sofa and said: "What do you want to eat? I'll go make it for you."

  Song Yuqiao actually had a question mark in her heart, can you cook? She always thought that Song Shuying's hands were either holding a surgical knife or a paintbrush, let alone cooking, and she might not even be able to distinguish between seasonings. The last time she almost set the kitchen on fire was still a lingering fear.

  But I was really tired and didn't insist, so I lay down on the sofa, wanting to rest my eyes. As a result, I fell asleep in no time.

  Finally, I was woken up by a ringtone from my mobile phone.

  Song Yuqiao hastily reached for the phone under the tea table, pressed the answer button without looking at the screen, and lazily asked, "Hello."

  "Qiao Qiao, it's me!"

  Bai Haoyu's voice came from the receiver, and Song Yuqiao immediately woke up and sat up on the sofa.

  "Jiao Jiao, I'm starving to death, my dad hasn't come back yet..." Pei Hangyu muttered three sentences in his heart: I am a good child, this is just a kind lie. Then he continued, "I called Dad and he didn't answer, I called you, and you didn't answer after more than ten calls... Jiao Jiao, don't you like me anymore?"

  "No, Auntie has always liked Xiao Huo."

  "Why didn't you answer my call just now?"

  Song Yu paused for a moment, "Auntie was busy just now. Didn't see the phone, sorry little Huo."

  Bai Haoyu put his heart in his stomach and looked at Qiaoqiao, who still liked him the most.

  "Jiao Jiao, come over and cook for me, I'm starving to death. I'm lying on the ground right now and you're giving me a call. My phone is even shaking."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Then wait a minute, I'll call your dad right away..."

  "What if my dad doesn't answer the phone?" asked Bae Ho-yul with a certain intention.

  "So I'll go cook for you."

  ………………

  Bai Hangyu hung up Song Yuqiao's phone and rushed downstairs, as soon as he arrived in the living room, he started shouting: "Dad, Qiao is going to call you, don't answer it!"

  Pei Si Cheng raised an eyebrow and looked at his son who was rolling over like a ball, asking knowingly: "Why?"

  Bae Hwan-woo ran a bit breathlessly, holding onto his knees and said: "Qiao Qiao said that if you don't answer her phone call, she'll come to cook for me!"

  Pei Si Cheng didn't respond and was lowering his head to look at his phone. As expected, Song Yu Qiao's call came in.

  Pei Hangyu hastily went up to look, Pei Si Cheng held the phone high, and his finger was about to touch the screen to answer the call. Pei Hangyu shouted: "Dad, if you don't pick it up, Qiao Qiao's meal for me will be shared with you half!"

  Pei Si Cheng looked at his son.

  Bae Hwan-young glared with wide eyes: Look at my sincere big eyes!

  Pei Si Cheng put his mobile phone on the table and waited until it stopped vibrating, but no one answered.

  Bae Ho-young let out a sigh of relief and said, "But I have one condition. I'm growing taller now, so I need to eat more than you! So you have to give in to me!"

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao couldn't get in touch with Pei Cheng, and was also afraid that something had happened to the little guy who was alone at home, so he hastily wanted to change clothes and go downstairs.

  Song Shuying walked out of the kitchen: "Where are you going again?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "There is a little kid who is alone at home and no one cooks for him, I couldn't get in touch with his parents, I have to go take a look."

  Song Shuying grabbed Song Yuqiao's arm: "When did I become a teacher? Teachers are not as dedicated as you."

  This thing, Song Shuying heard from her aunt two days ago, saying that in school, she met Song Yuqiao, and took a first-year boy to watch a football match.

  "So late and you haven't eaten yet, what's the point of running around like this? I made too much egg noodles, I'll get the thermos and have the bodyguard send it to that person, give me the address."

  Song Yuqiao was also flustered for a moment, and on top of that, he had overused his brain during the day and was soaked in cold lake water at night, so his head hurt. Without thinking much, he directly reported the address of Huayuan Pei's house. Song Shuying secretly remembered this address in her heart, scooped out half of the chicken noodle soup from the pot, and asked the bodyguard to carry the thermos bucket to send it to Huayuan.

  "One will do," Song Shuying said, looking at the two bodyguards who seemed to want to turn around and leave at the same time, "It's not like it's some kind of event that requires a pair."

  Bodyguard big brother said in his heart: I just want to find a place to continue squatting, it's scary to be outside in the middle of the night.

  ………………

  When the delivery brother arrived at the door with the goods, it was Pei Xiaohuo's little friend who came to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man wearing black clothes and sunglasses, and his eyes widened suddenly.

  The bodyguard lowered his head, took a glance at the little dwarf, and stretched out the thermos in front of him.

  Bae Hwan-young took a step back.

  What is this?

  Is it a bomb?

  Is this man in black really the terrorist of legend?

  However, Pei Hangyu was very calm and said: "I'm telling you, my dad is a police officer. My dad can kill ten people with one bullet, which is more awesome than those anti-Japanese dramas. If you don't leave now, I'll call my dad. I'll count to three, one... two..."

  Bodyguard Brother: “......”

  He directly put the thermos on the ground and then turned around to leave, leaving Pei Hangyu a handsome and elegant back view.

  Bai Haoyu rushed over and called out to the black shadow that had disappeared in the corridor, "Hey, mister, don't you want your bomb anymore?"

  He brought the pink thermos in, set it on the floor and studied it for a while, muttering to himself: "Doesn't seem to be any danger." Then he picked up the thermos and headed into the dining room.

  Song Yuqiao happened to call Pei Haoyu: "Auntie has made tomato and egg noodles, and an uncle will send them over to you. Have you received it?"

  On the other side, Song Yuqiao also called Pei Haoyu after receiving a call from Song Shuying's bodyguard to inform him and avoid the little guy not recognizing him.

  "Got it! I thought that uncle was a terrorist!"

  Although Qiaoqiao didn't come, it's a little regrettable, but the delicious food made by Qiaoqiao has arrived, which is also great.

  On the dining table, two bowls have been placed, one is a small bowl that Bae Hwan-young often uses to eat, and the other is a large bowl for adults.

  Bae Ho-yong glanced at it twice, then swapped the small bowl in front of him with the large bowl in front of Bae Se-hee, and opened the lid of the thermos.

  Suddenly, a faint burnt smell accompanied by the fragrance of flour wafted up.

  Bai Hangyu stood on the chair, looked down at the noodles inside and said "hmm", it's not tomato and egg noodles? Why is it black? Has it been changed to black pepper beef noodles?

  It's okay, as long as it's Qiaoqiao who did it, he loves it!

  However, Pei Sicheng had already sensed that something was off. This dark and gloomy dough, was it really made by Song Yuqiao?

  He stood up directly, holding his mobile phone and walked onto the balcony.

  Bae Ho-young is very excited, Dad doesn't let him grab food anymore, it's great.

  But...

  One mouthful of noodles went into her mouth, and her small, delicate face immediately scrunched up like a trumpet flower.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao received a call from Pei Shichen when he had just seen his sister making noodles.

  "Sister, what is this thing?!"

  Song Shuying said: "Just learned from online, first time cooking, so-so."

  Song Yuqiao looked at the name "Pei Xiaohuo" on her phone screen, and she was so angry that she wanted to cry. This kind of thing should be eaten by herself, but she actually gave it away as a gift! How could she explain this to the little guy?

  Anyway, it's all the same, Song Yuqiao took her phone and went up to the balcony.

  Song Shuying looked at Song Yuqiao's back and had already sent a message to Han Jinyu: "Help me check what kind of person lives at this address."

  On the balcony, the night wind is somewhat cool and refreshing.

  Song Yuqiao answered the phone and said, "Xiaohuo, I'm sorry. Auntie just served you the wrong noodles. If you haven't eaten yet, Auntie will go over right now to make some for you..."

  But there was no sound in the receiver.

  "Little fire?"

  "We haven't eaten yet."

  Pei's voice suddenly came from the receiver, Song Yuqiao was slightly stunned, but this time she was more calm and didn't jump up in fright like last time, throwing her phone away.

  "Pei Si Cheng?"

  This man is really everywhere.

  "Come on, I'm waiting for you."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  However, Song Yuqiao still didn't go over tonight. Since Pei Si Cheng was already home, there was no way the little guy would go hungry.

  Song Yuqiao got up early the next day, first steaming rice and then making meat floss sushi. She left half for her sister and packed twenty-one full ones in plastic lunch boxes before heading to elementary school, standing at the entrance waiting for the little guy.

  ………………

  Bae Ho-young originally did not want to get out of bed today. Every day has to go to school, every day has to get up, so annoying.

  Pei Su didn't have that much patience, and directly threw out a sentence: "Then let Qiao Qiao wait for you at the school gate, if she can't wait for you, then she'll leave."

  Bae Hwan-young, who was covered with a quilt, opened his eyes and rolled them around, but still didn't move.

  It can't be that Dad is cheating again, right?

  Perked up his ears to listen to the outside movement, there was no sound at all. Could it be that Dad has left?

  Bai Haoyu thought for a moment, and would rather believe it was true, so as not to miss any opportunity, he lifted the quilt. His father's figure had already disappeared from his room, so he directly jumped out of bed without wearing slippers, ran to the door and shouted: "Dad, I'm up!"

  Half an hour later, Pei Si Cheng drove Pei Huang Yu to school.

  At a bend in the road in front of a primary school, the car stopped. Pei Si pointed to the corner of the school gate: "Do you see Qiao Qiao?"

  Bai Haoyu had already opened the car door and slipped down from his seat, without even putting on his backpack, and ran over: "Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao!"

  Song Yuqiao kept looking at the time, and before she knew it, eight o'clock had arrived. Had she come too late? The little guy was already in school?

  She heard the cry and turned around, only to see the little guy hopping and jumping towards her, with a face full of smiles as bright as a sunflower.

  Song Yuqiao suddenly crouched down, and Pei Hangyu rushed into her arms.

  "Have you eaten? Auntie brought you some delicious food."

  Bae Ho-young's eyes sparkled: "What delicious food is it? Sushi!"

  "Compensation for Xiao Huo, last night's noodles were Auntie's fault." Song Yuqiao explained.

  Bai Hangyu directly picked up a sushi with a bamboo skewer and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling unclearly: "It's okay, I don't blame you at all..."

  The little guy ate seven sushi in one breath, then drank several mouthfuls of water prepared by Song Yuqiao. Hearing the bell ringing in the campus, he hastily took another sushi and stuffed it into his mouth.

  "Eat slowly."

  Bae Ho-young wore a black suit today, and even secretly used his dad's hair gel to style his hair, with a pointy fringe on his forehead. He thought he looked great and showed off to Song Yu-jo before running to school: "Yu-jo, look at my outfit! Look at my hairstyle!"

  "Little cutie." Song Yuqiao gently patted Pei Haoyu's small nose, "You have to listen to your teacher at school, okay?"

  The pink bubbles in Pei Hangyu's heart began to swell again, and at the bottom of his heart, two little people were wildly laughing: Haha, Qiaoqiao praised me as a young handsome guy! I am a young handsome guy!

  Pei Si Cheng thought it was warm enough to see his son with Song Yu Qiao, so he took Pei Hao Yu's school bag and got out of the car: "Go to school."

  "Hmm!"

  Bai Haoyu transformed from a little devil into a well-behaved student, shouldering his backpack and walking slowly to school. Not far behind, Mu Xiaodong, who had just gotten off the back seat of her mother's bicycle, called out: "Bai Haoyu!"

  The little guy turned around and saw Mu Xiaodong carrying a school bag, with his sleeves crooked and one button done up wrong.

  "Late again! Hurry up!"

  Bae Ho-young held up the sushi box in his hand and started showing off: "Didn't you get up late? Haven't eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

  Every time Pei Hangyu asked a question, Mu Xiaodong shook his head.

  Finally, Pei Hangyu said: "Qiaoqiao made sushi for me. If you let me copy your homework later, I'll give you some to eat."

  "Mu Xiaodong rubbed his nose: 'How come you didn't do your homework again?'"

  "What's with the 'again'?! I've already done my homework three times, okay?! Do you still want to eat sushi or not?!"

  Song Yuqiao watched as Pei Haoyu and a little companion walked into the school gate together, before turning around to find Pei Si Cheng standing right next to her, very close. She subconsciously took a step back and said: "Director Pei, if there's nothing else..."

  Pei Si Cheng directly stretched out his hand and grasped Song Yu Qiao's arm: "Let's have breakfast together, don't say no, I know you must not have eaten."

  Song Yuqiao didn't know why Pei Sicheng was so familiar with her, but indeed, she woke up early and started busy steaming rice to make sushi. She left half of the finished sushi for her sister and brought half to Xiao Zuan, and she herself didn't eat anything.

  "I didn't eat and I don't need to accompany you to eat either." Song Yuqiao said.

  She has also seen through Pei Shichen's hypocritical face and may be familiar with each other, so she doesn't speak so politely anymore, and when it's time to be sarcastic, she is.

  Pei Si Cheng said: "I didn't ask you to accompany me to eat, how about I accompany you instead?"

  This tone...

  Song Yuqiao's tone sounds awkward no matter how you listen to it, it's basically a tone used to coax little kids.

  "Speak properly, don't use the tone you use with your son to talk to me."

  Pei Si chuckled lightly: "Don't believe me? Ask Pei Huai Yu, have I ever spoken to him in this tone before? I only coax you like this."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Song Yuqiao originally just wanted to buy something outside and eat while walking, but with Pei Shichen following beside him, it was hard to imagine Pei Shichen wearing expensive handmade suits, tie, and yet holding a baozi and soy milk, eating on the street. That would probably make tomorrow's gossip magazine sell out.

  Considering Pei's identity, Song Yuqiao chose a mid-range breakfast restaurant that served both Chinese and Western food. "What do you want to eat?"

  Pei Si Cheng followed Song Yu Qiao's line of sight and looked over, his tone slightly spoiled, "I'll eat what you eat."

  Song Yuqiao quietly turned away, and simply ordered two full Chinese-style breakfasts, congee, tea eggs and steamed buns. She chose oatmeal for herself and pei dan shou rou zhou (thousand-year-old egg with lean pork congee) for Pei Sicheng. She remembered that the last time in S city's hotel, Pei Sicheng had bought two bowls of pei dan zhou (thousand-year-old egg congee), so he should like it.

  "Just sit here."

  Because it was breakfast time, the breakfast shop was crowded and noisy. Song Yuqiao walked along the aisle to the last position against the wall at the back, where there was a standing air conditioner, but it was in a corner and not very spacious. The original four-person table became a two-person table, but it was quiet.

  "Uh-huh."

  Pei Sicheng also did not express his opinion, and just followed what Song Yuqiao said in front of him. His eyes basically never left Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao turned around and went to pick up the dinner plate, pretending she hadn't seen it.

  There was a small dish of kimchi sent by the restaurant in the dinner plate, Song Yuqiao liked to eat it very much. Pei Si Cheng asked: "Do you like eating kimchi?"

  "It's still okay, when I was young, my grandmother liked to make pickled mustard greens herself, and the taste is different from this kimchi," Song Yuqiao suddenly thought of the sushi she made in the morning and said, "Actually, kimchi sushi is delicious, next time I'll make some for you to try."

  Song Yuqiao finished speaking, only to realize what he had just said, and couldn't help but purse his lips. Just as he was about to speak, Pei Si Cheng preempted him by saying: "Alright, I'm waiting."

  ………………

  As for last night's dinner, Dailin Card didn't say anything when she saw Song Yuqiao, which didn't make Song Yuqiao feel any better. She wondered if she needed to explain things clearly to Dailin Card, but the sudden request to submit the draft ten hours in advance made her busy like a spinning top.

  The idea was already thought out, or it continued to use the main designer Anna's thinking, when the draft was completed, there was less than an hour before the submission time, and after Dailin reviewed it, she directly sent it to Jagger's supervisor.

  The next day, Dailin Card received a call from Jagger, saying that the first draft had been selected and was preparing for the second round.

  Song Yuqiao was shocked to hear the news, although this draft had indeed cost her a lot of time and effort. Compared with some award-winning works she had done in advertising planning before, it was not much different. However, when she received the notification, it was impossible to say that she didn't feel joyful. This was the first time she independently completed a design and was selected.

  Dai Lin Ka smiled: "I said your ability is there, you must be selected, didn't I say it right?"

  Song Yu nodded.

  Dai Lina said: "This afternoon, there is another meeting at Jia Ge to allocate tasks. This time, five companies have been selected. I know you are familiar with the advertising company's materials, but please take some time to review the information of the person in charge and the designer again. I have already applied to the headquarters for the transfer of the chief designer. You will work hard this week."

  As soon as Dailin Card walked out of her office, Zhou Haitang came up to her directly: "How was it? Did you pass?"

  Song Yuqiao's gaze swept over the people behind him, and a serious face suddenly broke into a smile. He high-fived Zhou Haitang: "Pass!"

  Immediately afterwards, a burst of cheers erupted.

  The hard work of these days is finally not in vain, it's still bitter, but knowing the result at this moment, it's also sweet.

  ………………

  Pei Si had to go to Jia Ge in the afternoon for the second round of advertising design selection, where he was just an assistant to Lu Jingzhong due to Pei Yi Bai's arrangement.

  Lu Jingzhong suddenly felt that this was a hot potato, so he simply took the afternoon off to report his illness to his elder brother.

  He himself did not make this call, but after taking a bath with his wife Du Jiayin, he let Du Jiayin call Pei Yifan.

  "Big brother, I'm Jia Yin. Xiao Wu has been having a high fever since last night and keeps talking nonsense... Okay, thank you big brother."

  Du Jia Yin hung up the phone, took a look at Lu Xiao Wu who was playing with their little daughter Yan Yan, rubbed her sore waist and stared at the back of Lu Xiao Wu's head.

  Little girl said: "Mommy hold."

  Du Jia Yin walked over and stretched out her arm to her obedient daughter, after passing by Lu Xiao Wu's side, she lightly kicked him in the back, Lu Xiao Wu was caught off guard and directly knocked over the Egyptian pyramid that had taken an entire morning to build.

  ………………

  However, Pei Si Cheng, who was still in the company, received a private call before going to Jia Ge. It was an unfamiliar number, but it was from City C.

  After he answered, a female voice came from the receiver: "Hello, I'm Song Shuying."

  Paisley and Song Shuying met at a coffee shop opposite Jiage, Paisley arrived ten minutes early.

  Song Shuying was half an hour late compared to the agreed time.

  Pei Chi looked at Song Shu Ying who was walking in late through the glass door, and his lips had already curled up.

  Song Shuying stopped in her tracks, looked around, and then walked slowly towards Pei Si Cheng's direction.

  She took off the brown sunglasses she was wearing and put them on the table. Since she couldn't drink coffee due to pregnancy, she simply ordered a glass of iced water, not even bothering with freshly squeezed juice.

  "Miss Song is looking for me, what's the matter?"

  Song Shuying wore a pearl-embroidered sweater on her upper body, with butterfly sleeves, and her elbows rested on the table, the cuffs drooping down, revealing a section of snow-white wrist: "Pei San Shao has always been straightforward and efficient, I won't beat around the bush with you either, you should know my intention."

  "Huh?" Pei Si pretended not to understand.

  Song Shuying slowly lifted her water cup and placed it on her lips, sipping slowly. Pei Si Cheng was not in a hurry, she was more calm than Pei Si Cheng.

  She didn't know that the male boss Song Yuqiao mentioned earlier was actually Pei Si Cheng, otherwise she wouldn't have let Song Yuqiao go.

  After a stalemate for a while, Pei Su suddenly smiled and said, "I will be good to Song Yuqiao."

  Song Shuying raised her eyes, put down the water cup, and raised an eyebrow: "You have a five-year-old son."

  "Hmm." Pei Si Cheng listened to Song Shu Ying's words and immediately understood. The fact that Song Yu Qiao gave birth to a child five years ago was probably only known by Song Yu Qiao's mother, who was far away in Canada.

  "In your family, your father married your mother as his second wife. Your elder sister is now playing the role of a cruel mother-in-law to her daughter-in-law. Your elder brother is almost 40 and still unmarried. You returned from abroad five years ago with a son. Your younger sister was forced to have an abortion in middle school. Sometimes, when the family atmosphere is not right, it's not about spreading rumors, but about being affected by it."

  Song Shuying stared into Pei Si Cheng's eyes, their gazes collided in mid-air, neither of them backing down. Then Song Shuying swirled the ice water in her cup, the remaining ice cubes clinking against the glass walls, producing a crisp tinkling sound. "Do you think I should feel at ease handing Yu Qiao over to you?"

  Pei Su Yi smiled but didn't respond to Song Shu Ying's words. Instead, he changed the subject: "Thanks for the noodles last night."

  "You're welcome." Song Shuying smiled and said, putting her sunglasses back on, "Trouble you to buy this glass of iced water for me."

  Pei Si nodded: "Delighted."

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao went alone to Jia Ge and opened the meeting, because he had been there once before, this time was familiar with the road, asked the front desk and directly took the elevator to the conference room.

  The five shortlisted advertising companies need to submit their final bidding schemes before next Friday.

  Song Yuqiao was the youngest in the room, so she spoke to people with great sincerity. Some people felt that she was a rising star, while others were somewhat arrogant. The more humble you appeared, the more they wanted to take off their shoes and step on your shoulders. Some even stepped on your shoulders but still didn't stop, wanting to step on your face before they would be satisfied.

  Especially those old-brand companies, they can't stand this kind of small company. A woman wearing high-end custom business attire raised her head and sneered: "Still don't know how you got selected? Now it's really the decline of the world, some people just rely on a pretty face, we worked hard for several years to build our reputation, they can fix it by sleeping with someone for one night."

  The heads of several other advertising companies in the conference room also looked at Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao's appearance is very elegant, the kind that gets better-looking the more you look at her. In the workplace, being beautiful is a fatal wound - no one will think you got everything based on your ability, they'll all think it's because of who you slept with.

  However, Song Yuqiao is now very calm and composed, calmly looking at the woman who was speaking, recognizing her with just one glance, this is Zhang Qi, the person in charge of the old advertising company, under the Tang family enterprise of C city's royal family.

  Song Yuqiao closed the notebook in front of her, a warm smile on her face: "Director Zhang, I only know that some people like to watch plays and make sarcastic remarks as spectators. You're also a woman, you should know how much resistance women can encounter in the workplace, so now the person you mentioned might just be you."

  Zhang Qi didn't think that this little girl who had just started her career would dare to talk back to her, and for a moment she couldn't react. By the time she did, Song Yuqiao had already taken her bag and walked out the door.

  She was dining at the First Mansion a few nights ago when she saw this woman who looked like a fox spirit and felt uncomfortable in her heart. Only two of the three high-ranking officials from Jia's family came, and they only met once and said less than two sentences before leaving. Later, when they left, they asked a bribed staff member and found out that it was because of a woman, namely Shallow Language, who followed them to dinner and never returned.

  Several people in charge who are familiar with Ruitian Company have already spoken out, all of whom are supporting Zhang Qi.

  However, Zhang Qi didn't appreciate it and coldly snorted, grabbing her bag and leaving. Whoever came here wasn't just for the sake of fighting over this piece of meat that was already within reach; they were all just pretending to get along.

  ………………

  Days are still passing one by one, but recently Song Yuqiao has developed a new habit. She goes to the small shops on the street and buys a calendar, tearing off a page every day, telling herself that today is already gone, leaving only tomorrow, a tomorrow that needs to be fought for!

  The company dispatched a chief designer, Zheng Qing, to take charge of the design and planning of this advertisement. Song Yuqiao's burden was instantly lifted, and he felt much more relaxed.

  Zheng Qing was a very young designer, only around thirty years old. After reading Song Yuqiao's draft, he also praised her for a while. Song Yuqiao didn't know if this person was being sincere or just sparing her face, and couldn't bear to criticize the first work she had shown him as worthless.

  When Song Yuqiao first saw this person, he always felt that there was something familiar about him, but he really couldn't think of what it was.

  "Others say I look a bit like Vi," said Zheng Qing.

  After Song Yuqiao relayed Zheng Qing's words to Zhou Haitang, Zhou Haitang was so frightened that she directly smashed a cup and took out the signed paper that Song Yuqiao had given to Lu Jing last time from the drawer and covered her chest: "Don't insult my Lu Xiaowu anymore, okay?!"

  "What's yours is already married." Song Yuqiao ruthlessly pierced Zhou Haitang's fantasy.

  Zhou Haitang said: "It's just a guess, haven't you noticed that Lu Jing has been out of the entertainment industry for over a decade and hasn't had a single scandal?"

  Song Yuqiao touched her nose, she had never cared about such things at all.

  But now Song Yuqiao definitely did not expect that two days later, this former king who had never been involved in a scandal would be linked to her in a rumor.

  ………………

  Because of the urgency of the advertising bid, Song Yuqiao and the entire design team worked overtime with Zheng Qing.

  "When I need to order takeout, Zheng Qing says: 'I want to eat Wang's wine-braised pork balls from Zhongxi Road, Li's stinky tofu from Chunfeng Street, and then go to Walmart to buy two bottles of Wuliangye.'"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Zhengxi Road and Chunfeng Street are located south and north of each other, one in the Third Ring and one in the old city area. It's really a hassle at night.

  "Why does it have to be Wumart's Wu Liang Ye?"

  Zheng Qing opened his wallet and said: "I have Walmart shopping coupons."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  After spending a day with Zheng Qing, Song Yuqiao could see that although this designer was a bit quirky and slightly eccentric, the advertising ideas were really great. Compared to the initial draft she had handed over, it was like heaven and earth apart.

  "Can you drive?" Zheng Qing asked.

  Song Yu nodded.

  Zheng Qing threw the car key to Song Yuqiao: "Drive my car, there is a navigator on it."

  Song Yuqiao thought he was very familiar with the roads in C City, because when he first joined the company, he followed a senior to run errands and the first thing he did was to memorize the names of streets and alleys.

  However, this Chunfeng Street was really hard to find. After finally finding Li's stinky tofu in a small alley, which made Song Yuqiao drive around for three more blocks, she immediately ordered one serving and ate a few pieces herself. Feeling that it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, she ordered two more servings: one for her sister Song Shuying, and another to give to Xiaozhai as he drove past Huayuan.

  When passing by Huayuan, Song Yuqiao stopped the car at a temporary parking lot downstairs and took a box of stinky tofu upstairs.

  The doorbell rang, and a woman's voice came from inside: "Coming, coming."

  Song Yu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, could it be that Pei Si Cheng had brought a woman back?

  She was hesitating whether to go in now, would she disturb Pei Su Cheng's good things, the door opened, and at the door stood, indeed as Song Yu Qiao thought, it was a woman, but this woman was no longer young.

  It must be the nanny invited by Pei Si.

  This no longer young woman is Mrs. Pei.

  Mrs. Pei came to her third son's home today, mainly to see if there were any signs of a woman around, and also the Persian cat named "Qiao Qiao" that she had heard about from her grandson last time.

  Then she found a long hair in the room!

  Long hair that only women have!

  She finally caught her son's weakness, and he actually dared to bring a woman back home for the night!

  Just as she was thinking, the doorbell at home rang suddenly. She hastily stuffed the "loot" into her arms and ran to open the door. She even came up with a seamless excuse in case her son asked how it ended up in his room - she would say that she had slept here twice before and forgotten her pajamas. To make this lie more convincing, Mrs. Pei even bought a new set of pajamas at the supermarket downstairs.

  Who would have thought that when I opened the door, it was a young woman?

  Wearing a ponytail, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and shorts, also wearing a duck tongue cap, holding a bag in hand.

  He's a food delivery guy.