Yang Cheng smiled awkwardly. He knew that the woman had misunderstood. He walked up and pinched the woman's cheek.
"Little Qianqian, she's Ruoxi's and my younger sister. Don't misunderstand."
The woman who was shopping alone was Mo Qianni. After listening to Yang Cheng's explanation, she couldn't be bothered about Yang Cheng pinching her cheek. A trace of doubt flashed across her beautiful eyes, "Younger sister?"
"Yeah, she's Hui Lin, Ruoxi's younger sister. She came with me to buy fireworks. On the way, I bought some toys that she likes. "Yang Cheng introduced.
Only then did Mo Qianni notice that Hui Lin seemed to be shy and didn't dare to look at her. She was sneaking glances at Yang Cheng. Evidently, she was embarrassed to see Yang Cheng being intimate with her.
Mo Qianni was sure that she was mistaken. She rolled her eyes at Yang Cheng and smiled, "Why are you explaining to me? I'm not the real deal anyway. Even if I'm jealous, I won't take it seriously."
"If you talk like that again, I'll spank your butt." Yang Cheng pretended to be angry as he raised his hand and aimed it at Mo Qianni's butt to show off.
Mo Qianni shyly pulled Yang Cheng's hand down. "You're so annoying. Are you trying to embarrass me on the streets?"
"It's your fault for not believing in my single-mindedness," Yang Chen said as he pouted.
Mo Qianni rolled her eyes. She was already used to Yang Cheng's thick skin. "Your 'one' should be a fraction of a fraction, right?" Mo Qianni teased.
Yang Cheng touched his chest. "Little Qianqian, your words are too hurtful. My heart is broken. If I had a knife, I would dig out my heart for you to see. It's broken like dumpling fillings."
Mo Qianni raised her eyebrows and hit Yang Cheng's chest with one hand, "You're so annoying! It's the New Year, and I'm here to buy dumpling skins to make dumplings. Why do you have to make dumplings sound so disgusting? "
Yang Cheng chuckled, "So Little Qianqian, you're here to buy dumpling wrappers. You know how to make dumplings? Can I have something to eat? I want to eat your dumplings. "
"Hmph, aren't you helping your family buy New Year's goods? How would you have the time to eat the dumplings I made? "Mo Qianni pouted.
"There are still two more days until the Chinese New Year. I will go to your place tonight and eat dumplings first. It seems that we really don't make dumplings at home." Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Mo Qianni stuttered and asked, "You … Are you really here to eat?"
"Of course." Yang Cheng nodded.
"Alright then, I'll reluctantly give you a few." Mo Qianni said while holding back her laughter.
The matter was settled. The two of them knew that this was just an excuse to finish the meal together, but neither of them pointed it out.
Hui Lin saw the intimate interaction between Yang Cheng and Mo Qianni, and then saw Mo Qianni's blushing face. Her heart felt a little gloomy.
It seemed that Big Brother Yang had quite a few female confidantes, but he only treated her as his younger sister.
From the fact that Yang Cheng didn't mind being intimate with other women in front of her, it could be seen that Yang Cheng didn't consider whether she would be jealous or not.
However, Hui Lin wouldn't tell anyone about this when she got home. To her, it was more important than anything else that her family could live in harmony with each other.
On the way home, Yang Cheng didn't notice the complicated expression on Hui Lin's face. He was thinking about another woman.
The sight of Mo Qianni buying New Year's goods at the market alone made his heart ache. A single woman spending New Year's alone in a foreign place. On the eve of the reunion of thousands of families, eating a table full of dishes that she made alone, even if she was eating hot dumplings, her heart would still feel cold.
Fireworks were gorgeous and fiery in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Mo Qianni's eyes, they were probably just lonely plum blossoms in winter.
However, Yang Cheng couldn't express his pity for Mo Qianni directly. So, he chose to say that he wanted to eat the dumplings she made and accompany her to celebrate New Year's with her.
Mo Qianni was a proud person. She wouldn't agree to come to Lin Ruoxi's house to celebrate New Year's with her as a friend. So, after knowing Yang Cheng's true intention, she didn't reject him. Instead, she accepted Yang Cheng's affection with satisfaction.
If Mo Qianni was like this, what about Qiangwei, who also didn't have a family?
Yang Cheng thought of that silly woman who only needed "ten seconds" occasionally. He felt that he was a jerk. He thought that after accompanying Mo Qianni, he should also accompany Qiangwei for New Year's Eve dinner.
Liu Mingyu, on the other hand, had her own family. Although she would feel a little regretful, she wouldn't feel too lonely.
As for Anxin, that crazy and jumpy vixen, she probably wouldn't feel melancholy. Moreover, although An Zaihuan wasn't much, he was still her father's man. Now that the An family's status in Zhonghai was rising and had replaced the Liu family, their relatives and friends would naturally curry favor with the rich and powerful. A large number of people would probably come over to celebrate New Year's. Anxin would definitely be annoyed to no end.
Thinking of this, that pure and innocent little face suddenly flashed across Yang Cheng's mind. He wondered how Zhenxiu was planning to celebrate New Year's.
There were only two days left. There seemed to be a lot of things that he had to do. Yang Cheng was distressed, but he felt warm as he thought about it.
After reaching home, Yang Cheng put the fireworks in the underground garage. He would save them for New Year's Eve. He went up to the living room and couldn't find Lin Ruoxi. He went upstairs to the study and knocked on the door.
Yang Chen's hearing was extremely good. After he knocked on the door, he could hear the sounds of things being hurriedly placed and drawers being pulled. He frowned. What is Lin Ruoxi trying to hide?
After the door opened, Lin Ruoxi's expression was a little unnatural, but she still asked coldly, "What's the matter?"
Yang Cheng pretended that he didn't know anything. "Oh, I was just thinking that Zhenxiu was alone during New Year's. I don't know how she's doing. Do you want to go see her with me?"
Lin Ruoxi's expression warmed up. There was a trace of gentleness in her eyes. She suddenly felt that Zhenxiu was more pleasing to the eye. "Yes, we should go and see her. I told Auntie Guo that I'm going to the orphanage tomorrow. Do you want to go see Zhenxiu tonight?"
"This …" Yang Cheng touched the back of his head in embarrassment. "I promised someone to go out for dinner tonight."
Lin Ruoxi saw Yang Chen's somewhat strange smile, and immediately thought that it should be a date with a certain woman. Immediately, the trace of gentleness in her gaze disappeared, "Then let's do it tomorrow. Don't tell me you have a date every day?"
"Of course not," Yang Cheng said seriously.
"If there's nothing else, I'm closing the door," Lin Ruoxi said. She didn't wait for Yang Cheng's reply and directly closed the study door with a bang.
Yang Cheng was stunned at the door with a helpless look on his face.
After closing the door, Lin Ruoxi stomped her feet angrily. She walked to her desk and opened a big drawer. There were some wool and knitting needles in it. There was a loose piece of wool the size of a palm knitting cloth.
Lin Ruoxi picked up the 'product' that she had been fiddling with for two hours. She stared at it blankly for a while and faintly sighed.
Yang Cheng, who returned to his room, didn't know that he had seriously damaged Lin Ruoxi's confidence in learning knitting. At this moment, he was calling Anxin.
If one were to say which woman was the most clingy around him, it would definitely be Anxin, but if one were to say who was the most carefree, it would also be Anxin!
After returning from Hokkaido, Anxin had never contacted Yang Cheng again. That woman was someone who loved you to death, and if she ignored you, she would simply ignore you. Yang Cheng used to like this kind of personality a lot. After all, in the past, he only wanted a moment of pleasure, but now it seemed that he was a bit different.
The call was quickly connected, and Anxin's sweet voice came from the phone, "Darling, you finally remembered me."
"Hey, little demoness, I don't think you called me either!" Yang Cheng said gloomily.
Anxin chuckled, "Who told you to always play the role of a handsome knight? I think knights should be cold and aloof. What if you think I'm too clingy?"
"Are you taking revenge on me for leaving you alone for half a year?" Yang Cheng laughed bitterly.
"A little," Anxin said half-mischievously and half-seriously.
Yang Cheng was about to explain something, but he heard some noise from Anxin's side.
Anxin hurriedly said, "Hubby, I have a lot of relatives I don't know at home, I have to go entertain them. Happy New Year! I have a surprise for you after the new year, bye! "
Anxin hurriedly hung up, leaving Yang Cheng staring at his phone in a daze. Not to mention what the "surprise" was, the next time they met, he would spank her first.
After calming himself down, Yang Cheng dialed Liu Mingyu's number again.
After a while, Liu Mingyu picked up the phone, but her tone was a little hurried as she directly asked, "What's the matter? I'm cooking, hurry up and say it. "
Yang Cheng's tone choked. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a woman's voice, "Mingyu, the dishes are going to be burnt, why are you calling?"
"Ah, got it, mom."
"Beep …"
Yang Chen was dumbfounded. He didn't even get to say a single word before he was killed.
Yang Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he didn't call again. He could just go to Qiangwei's place directly. What if Qiangwei was holding some year-end celebration with her subordinates and he was hung up on again? Wouldn't he be crying?
After changing into clean clothes, Yang Cheng saw that it was almost time, so he went downstairs to tell Guo Xuehua and Mother Wang that he was going out for dinner.
When he came downstairs, Lin Ruoxi and Hui Lin were watching more than 100 episodes of a Korean family drama. Seeing that Mother Wang was marinating something, Yang Cheng went up and said, "Mother Wang, I'm going out for dinner, you don't need to prepare my share."
Before Mother Wang could answer, Guo Xuehua came downstairs and asked curiously, "It's the New Year, why are you going out for dinner? Is it a colleague?"
Yang Cheng hesitated for a while, "Yes, and no. Anyway, it's a very important person, and I'm going to have dinner with her in advance."
Before Guo Xuehua asked curiously, Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting on the sofa, said expressionlessly, "Aunt Guo, don't ask him. If he thinks it's important, just let him go."
Guo Xuehua looked at Lin Ruoxi in confusion, and then looked at Yang Cheng, who was walking out of the door awkwardly, and pondered.
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