A big bowl of noodle soup.
The two of them ate.
Soon, it was gone.
They tasted delicious food.
Tong Wenjie felt that her depressed mood had improved a lot. She rested her chin on her hand and asked curiously,
"Song Qian, this was really made by Su Cheng, not a chef from a five-star hotel.”
"How can it be fake?"
Song Qian smiled and nodded. It was not like she had never eaten food from a five-star hotel before.
She felt that it was even more delicious than that.
She even felt that this might be talent.
Otherwise, how could Su Cheng cook so well at such a young age?
Even the dishes that he had cooked for more than ten years could not compare.
"Sigh…"
Tong Wenjie sighed and said,"
"Su Cheng is really too outstanding. He's handsome, rich, and his cooking is so delicious.
"In the future, I don't know how many girls I'm going to charm.
" It's just that I'm getting older. If I were 20 years younger, I'd want to pursue him…"
He said it unintentionally, but it sounded intentional.
Hearing Tong Wenjie say this.
Song Qian's heart skipped a beat.
She was also a girl.
She knew very well that from ignorance to liking a person, it could happen in an instant.
Su Cheng was so outstanding. She was very worried that her Yingzi would fall in love with Su Cheng.
He had a good impression of Su Cheng. His son would also marry in the future.
Song Qian did not object to Yingzi and Su Cheng dating.
However, he did not want to see such a thing happen in this critical year of high school.
"Wenjie, you're not old anymore. You can chase after her if you want to…"
Song Qian didn't show the worry in her heart and just teased him with a smile.
"Forget it. Su Cheng is about the same age as my Fang Yifan. I'm already old enough to be his mother.”
Tong Wenjie shook her head in amusement and retorted,"
"Song Qian, you can consider it.
"Nowadays, there are many rich women who keep gigolos.
"You're a rich woman. As for Su Cheng, his face is pale enough.”
"I'm not a rich woman…"
Song Qian didn't care about Tong Wenjie's joke at all and said with concern,"
"I see that you're in a much better mood. What do you plan to do about your Fang Yuan?”
"Sigh…"
Tong Wenjie sighed and leaned weakly on the dining table.
"What else can we do? Let's keep it cold for now. We can't get a divorce just because of this.
"I might have to stay at your house for the night.”
Song Qian smiled and advised,"
"You can stay at my house for as long as you want, but not your salad.
"Things have to be resolved eventually.
"Today is Saturday. The day after tomorrow is Monday.
"Even if you don't care about Fang Yuan, you still have to care about the child…"
"Why should I care? He's just like his father…"
Tong Wenjie said unhappily,
"Fang Yuan has no ambition, and my Fang Yifan is the same.
"Look at that poor student. Does he look like he's ambitious?
"I have realized that he has no ambition. No matter how I try to persuade him, persuade him, or push him away, it is useless.
"This is what it means to be used to living a good life.
"Look at Su Cheng. He's about the same age, but he can already cook.
"As for my Fang Yifan, he plays games all day long.
"Anyway, I don't want to care about these two at the moment.
"Just in time, let them suffer…"
Hearing this.
Song Qian did not try to persuade him.
When they got divorced, she cried for a long time.
It was Tong Wenjie who accompanied her through the darkness of her life.
Now, Tong Wenjie had something to do and was willing to accompany her out of this temporary predicament.
" Today, my mood has been fluctuating. Let's go and rest for a while…"
Song Qian reminded him gently,
Tong Wenjie nodded and went to the bedroom. She really felt tired.
Song Qian closed the door and drew the curtains. She frowned and looked at the room next door.
She was very worried that her Yingzi would be alone with Su Cheng, so she sent a text message to Yingzi.
" Yingzi, come back. Mommy will explain the questions to you…"
"The good times are gone again…"
Qiao Yingzi showed Su Cheng the message and went home in low spirits.
Not long after she returned.
Su Cheng received a text message from Song Qian.
"Su Cheng, come here. I'll explain the questions to you…"
Over there.
Su Cheng noticed that Song Qian's investment progress had increased from 28% to 33%, which was obviously much less than the previous time.
This might be the difference between sending charcoal in the snow and adding icing on the cake.
Last time, Song Qian had lost her appetite and her progress had increased by 12%.
This time, it only increased by 6%.
From the looks of it, it was not necessarily a good thing to feed them frequently.
Su Cheng pondered and looked at the bedroom. He was very surprised.
Tong Wenjie's figure could be vaguely seen through the gap in the curtains.
The investment progress jumped from 25% to 40%, a 15% increase.
Next,
It was Song Qian's lecture time.
Su Cheng pretended to listen attentively and took notes.
He talked about the test questions.
Song Qian gave him a few more papers.
This time, it wasn't physics, it was all subjects.
This continued until six o'clock.
Song Qian was about to make dinner.
Su Cheng had just returned home.
Not long after, he received a message from Qiao Yingzi.
" Cheng, open the door first. Don't let my mom hear you. Tao Zi and I will go to your house to watch the stars later..."
On the other side,
Qiao Yingzi walked out of her room and pretended to stretch. She looked at Song Qian, who was cooking, and said happily,"
"Mom, what delicious food did you make?"
"You must be hungry. Dinner will be ready in a while…"
Song Qian looked at her gently.
"Yes, yes…"
Qiao Yingzi nodded obediently and asked expectantly,"
"Mom, I've been studying all afternoon. Can I go downstairs to relax?
"I want to walk around the neighborhood with Tao Zi.”
"Alright, we'll be eating soon. Come back early…"
Song Qian did not object, and Qiao Yingzi ran out happily.
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