Bang! Bang! Bang!
Someone knocked on the door.
Su Cheng put down the kitchen knife in his hand and went to open the door.
He saw Song Qian standing at the door.
"Teacher Song, what's the matter?" Su Cheng pretended to be puzzled.”
"Su Cheng, what are you doing? It's so noisy.”
Song Qian suppressed her anger and asked as calmly as possible.
"Teacher Song, I'm sorry…"
"I'll be careful. Don't worry, there won't be any noise in the future."”
“……”
Seeing that his attitude was okay.
Song Qian didn't say anything else and went home.
Su Cheng watched her leave, closed the door, smiled, and went to the kitchen to make dumplings.
Actually, the meat stuffing had already been chopped.
She didn't know if Song Qian was at home, so she deliberately made a noise.
It would be best if Song Qian was disturbed.
If he couldn't, he would continue later.
The dumplings were well wrapped and cooked,
Su Cheng and the others calmed down a little and knocked on Song Qian's door with a plate.
I'm sorry for disturbing you just now. It's reasonable to give you a plate of dumplings.
……
When Song Qian returned home, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She was in a very troubled mood.
She heard a knock on the door.
She went to open the door with a cold face and saw Su Cheng standing at the door with a plate of dumplings. She was very puzzled.
"Teacher Song, I'm sorry about earlier…"
Su Cheng did not wait for her to say anything and handed the dumplings over.
"I made dumplings for you and Yingzi to try.”
Only then did Song Qian realize that Su Cheng had been chopping the dumpling fillings.
"Teacher Song, the plate is a little hot. Can you take it…"
Song Qian subconsciously took it.
Su Cheng turned around and went home.
“……”
Song Qian was stunned.
She looked at the closed door next door, frowned, and went home with the dumplings.
The dumplings were placed on the dining table.
Song Qian went to the bedroom to rest.
But after lying down for a while, she still couldn't fall asleep.
She rubbed her forehead.
She washed her face, found Qiao Yingzi and Su Cheng's papers, and sat at the dining table to mark them.
He looked at a few questions.
Song Qian smelled the fragrance of the rice and glanced at the plate of dumplings.
I didn't notice it just now.
At this moment,
Only then did Song Qian realize that the dumplings on the plate were all charmingly naive and very cute.
"Your hands are quite skillful. You even know how to make dumplings…"
Song Qian's beautiful eyes sparkled. She hesitated for a moment, bit her lips, and picked one up to taste.
The fresh and fragrant taste mixed with the fragrance of the noodles spread on his taste buds.
It was so delicious.
Song Qian was slightly stunned. She couldn't help but pick up another one, and then another.
Unknowingly, the plate of dumplings was gone.
Song Qian pursed her lips in disappointment.
She was still a little hungry and felt that she could eat another big plate.
He subconsciously looked at his daughter Qiao Yingzi's room.
Song Qian hesitated as she picked up her phone. Her fair face blushed a little as she sent a text message to Su Cheng.
"Su Cheng, thank you for the dumplings. They taste very good. Yingzi likes them very much.”
He put down his phone.
Song Qian couldn't help but touch her face. It was hot.
He asked for dumplings in the name of his daughter.
She felt very embarrassed, but the dumplings were really too delicious.
It had been a long time since he had such a craving to eat something.
Well, Yingzi wanted it anyway.
It had nothing to do with him.
Thinking about it,
Song Qian felt much more relaxed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Song Qian felt nervous again.
She quickly drew the curtains of her daughter's room.
He took a deep breath.
With a cold face, she went to open the door.
She saw Su Cheng standing at the door with dumplings in his hands.
Song Qian's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she was a little embarrassed to look him in the eye.
But when he saw those charmingly naive dumplings,
Her eyes sparkled.
"Teacher Song, there's only one plate of dumplings left…"
Su Cheng handed it over.
Only Song Qian's message was timely.
Otherwise, this plate would be finished.
Song Qian's investment progress jumped from 1% to 13%.
Su Cheng felt that his efforts were not in vain.
He was even closer to the ten grand gifts.
"Thank you…"
Song Qian took the plate and thanked him politely. She quickly said,"
"Su Cheng, wait a moment…"
Song Qian placed the dumplings on the dining table, found a few test papers, and handed them to him."
"Go back and do these papers. I'll explain them to you one by one tomorrow…"
Su Cheng was speechless.
She was kind enough to give him dumplings, but he actually returned the test paper.
He had truly repaid kindness with ingratitude.
……
Fang Yuan returned home from work and talked to Tong Wenjie about buying a house.
Even though her lips were about to break, it did not change Tong Wenjie's thoughts.
He couldn't do his job here.
For a stable and comfortable life.
Fang Yuan planned to use a desperate plan to remove the firewood from under the cauldron.
Song Qian was the one who sold the house. If she couldn't sell it, Tong Wenjie naturally couldn't buy it.
He did as he thought.
Fang Yuan went to the corridor and secretly made a call to Qiao Weidong.
……
At a Western restaurant.
Little Dream dressed up meticulously.
He was having a romantic candlelight dinner with Qiao Weidong.
"Old Qiao…"
Little Dream elegantly swirled her red wine glass and took a sip. She pretended to tell a story and said,"
"You know, I met a university classmate today.
" She's already married. She's already pregnant with three children this year…"
" A third child is good. You've contributed to the country…"
Qiao Weidong cut the steak and said with confidence,
"The population is the most important thing for the country, and the economy is equally important.
"Recently, the stock market has been doing well, which also represents the prosperity of our economic development.
"Little Dream, recently, there's a strange person in our investment world.
"Just this month, I made more than a hundred million in the stock market…"
Little Dream knew that Qiao Weidong was deliberately changing the topic.
When they heard this, they could not help but be surprised and envious.
If I had 100 million, why would I rely on men?
He was alone, as carefree as he could be.
Next,
Little Dream brought up a few more topics about marriage.
Qiao Weidong pretended not to understand and didn't reply.
Little Dream gradually understood that although Qiao Weidong had pursued her for three years, he did not want to get married.
The new policy stated that pre-marital property did not belong to the couple.
Even if he got married, Qiao Weidong didn't have to worry about his assets being split.
If he wanted to get married, he would have proposed long ago.
With the tickets, they could drive the car however they wanted.
He didn't propose for a long time. It was obvious that he planned to skip the ticket once he got into the car.
Any relationship that didn't have the goal of marriage was a hooligan.
Before she thought about it, she had thought that Qiao Weidong's persistent pursuit was sincere and that he was a suitable marriage partner. She had planned to give him a chance.
Little Dream felt that it was quite ridiculous.
If that was really the case, the matter of marriage would be even more elusive.
Ring, ring, ring.
Qiao Weidong looked at his phone and answered the call.
"Hello, Fang Yuan, what's the matter?"
" What's the matter? We're in big trouble…"
On the other end of the phone, Fang Yuan said anxiously,
"Is Song Qian in trouble? Why is she selling her house?”
"What are you talking about…"
Qiao Weidong glanced at Little Dream and gestured for her to answer the phone. When they reached a quiet place, he immediately asked,"
"Fang Yuan, tell me clearly. What kind of trouble did Song Qian encounter?”
" What trouble? I don't know…"
Fang Yuan explained,"I knew it. I was selling the house and wanted my wife to buy it."
"My wife is really convinced.
"I'm calculating the funds and planning to borrow this and that to buy it.
"Qiao Weidong, hurry up and ask what's going on. Don't let Song Qian sell the house.
"Otherwise, I'll have to pay a few million yuan in mortgage in the future. I won't have a good life…"
"Alright, alright, I understand…"
Qiao Weidong hung up and quickly called Song Qian.
In the dining room.
Little Dream looked at Qiao Weidong in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and quietly walked over.
He even avoided making a phone call.
She suspected that Qiao Weidong had another girlfriend.
Qiao Weidong was not in a relationship with the goal of marriage. He could pursue her.
Of course, he could also chase other women.
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