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Chapter 10

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Song Yu also did not expect that Yu Qianying, who never cooked in the past, had now become accustomed to the life of an ordinary housewife.

"You don't have to stay here. It's too smoky. Go out and chat with Old Song for a while. Song Yu, you stay and help." Yu Qianying chased away one after another.

Jian Yi smiled as he glanced at Song Yu. Then, he left.

Yu Qianying grabbed onto Song Yu and whispered, "Tell me what you think about Jian Yi today. Do you like him or not?" Song Yu's face darkened.

"Mom, can you stay out of this?" Song Yu said with a red face.

Her daughter was raised by herself. Seeing her like this, Yu Qianying knew Song Yu liked Jian Yi.

Yu Qianying poked Song Yu's head angrily. "Look at you. If you like someone, then go after her. If you keep waiting for someone to chase after you, it'll be too late! You have never taken the initiative since you were young. In the past, when Qi Chengji fell in love with someone, you didn't care. You even ran to support that person. Now, you did the same to Jian Yi. What will you do if Jian Yi gets tired of waiting and finds another woman? "

"There aren't many good men these days. When a good one appears, he'll be snatched away by a group of women like a sheep. You're still so indecisive. You only know how to work overtime every day. You're always so busy. When will you have time to fall in love? How many men like to patronize working women? "

"Mom, my phone is coming. Answer it first!" Song Yu quickly took out the phone that kept ringing in his pocket.

Yu Qianying was so angry that she used more strength to stir-fry the vegetables. The spatula hit the pot with a clattering sound.

"Hello." Song Yu picked up the phone.

"It's me, Qi Chengzhi."

Song Yu was stunned. She didn't ask him how he had her number. It was too easy to get her number. Luo Yushu had it.

The range hood in the kitchen was too loud, so Song Yu took his phone and went out the door.

"Young Master Cheng."

"I've seen your design. It's not a bad idea, but there are some areas that need to be discussed. Are you free now? I'm on my way to your house. "Over the phone, Qi Chengzhi's voice was indifferent.

"This …" Song Yu looked at the door behind him awkwardly. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?"

"I have an appointment with Guan Yu's architect tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow we will have a meeting to discuss whose design to use."

"…" That meant there was no other time than tonight. If she didn't answer Qi Chengzhi's question and there were any loopholes in the plan, it was very likely that she would lose the right to compete.

"I'll go back now," said Song Yu.

Qi Chengzhi hung up the phone and hummed happily, "Don't be infatuated with me. I'm just a legend. I'm never lonely because you're with me."

Humming a song, he dialed the number. "Director Chang, how about artificial snow tonight?"

Song Yu returned to the house and dawdled into the kitchen. "Mom …"

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