"Miss Song, why would you say that?" Huo Mien pretended to be dumb.
"Nothing … I used to think that since Qin Chu is such an outstanding man, there must be a lot of women trying their best to be by his side. However, in the end, he only chose you and got married so quickly. I used to think that it was because he couldn't let go of his many years of high school romance that he was so stubborn about you … Now, it seems like you're amazing. If I were a man, I'd like you too, right?"
"Thank you, Miss Song, for your high praise. I'm not that special. I, Huo Mien, am just an ordinary person … I can cry, I can laugh, I can cry, I can cry, and I can protect the people I love … If someone wants to ruin our relationship, then I'll definitely face them head-on. I'm not the kind of person who'll stand by and do nothing while those pretentious b * tches try to ruin our relationship."
"Haha … you're right, we should take good care of him." Song Yishi didn't want to continue arguing with Huo Mian.
She smiled faintly and picked up her coffee …
"Miss Song, is there anything else? If not, then I'm leaving … I'm a little tired from working the night shift recently. "
"No, I just wanted to explain to you about the photo."
"Okay then, I'll be leaving first."
"Waiter, the bill please." Song Yishi waved her hand elegantly.
"It's okay, it's my treat." Huo Mien smiled generously, picked up his bag, and left.
When he first bought this street, it was half-dead. Now, the thirteen shops had been refurbished and had become one of the most popular pedestrian streets in the city. There wasn't a single waiter in the café who didn't know their boss.
Therefore, Song Yishi's table was free of charge, but Song Yishi still wanted to pay the bill? What kind of joke was this?
This was her territory …
On the way back, Qin Chu sent her a video call. She fixed her phone on a small stand in front of the steering wheel.
"Hello, Mr. Qin."
"Pretty Good Mood, where did you go?"
"I went to meet Su Yu." Huo Mien laughed maniacally.
"If you come over now, I promise I won't strangle you to death," Qin Chu said seriously.
"Hahaha … I love it when my husband gets jealous. He's so cute …"
"What kind of hobby is this?" Qin Chu was speechless.
Was his wife's goal to torture him? Build her happiness on top of his pain?
"Where did you drive to?"
"Back to South Hill Manor."
"Didn't you go back?" Uncle Li had already informed him earlier, and he could see the situation at South Hill Manor through the surveillance camera on his phone. Before he got off work, he saw Huo Mien's car go back.
"Yes, she went back, but she came out again, had a cup of coffee, and then came back."
"Coffee? With whom? "Qin Chu was a little surprised.
"Take a guess …"
"What do I get if I get it right?" Qin Chu asked.
"One hundred yuan." Huo Mien raised one finger.
Qin Chu shook his head …
"Five hundred yuan."
Qin Chu still shook his head …
"One thousand yuan, that's all I can give you." Huo Mien gritted her teeth and raised the bonus to the maximum.
"I don't want money. If I get it right, you have to kiss me."
"… How can I kiss you? You're not with me."
"Through the screen, Qin."
"That's … awkward, okay?" Huo Mien had never done something so low.
"Just tell me if you can or can't?" Qin Chu teased her on purpose.
"Sure, but you only have one chance. If you get it wrong, you have to kiss me through the screen." Huo Mien began to show off.
She didn't think Qin Chu would get it right, because Qin Chu would probably guess that it was Jiang Xiaowei and Zhu Lingling.
After all, Huo Mien drinking coffee with Song Yishi was something no one expected.
"Sure," Mr. Qin said confidently.
"Okay, take a guess." Huo Mian was proud of herself as she hummed the song "Back to Seventeen", which was sung by a popular reality show contestant.
The lyrics were also very high key. "The sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me … The bird says good morning, why are you carrying …"
Before she could finish singing, Qin Chu sat in his office chair and said to Huo Mien, "Song Yishi."
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