Song Youyu choked on a mouthful of food and coughed repeatedly. When he raised his eyes to look at Chen Laoer, there was a hint of warning.
Chen Er didn't know what Song Qinghuan meant by what he said, and he didn't dare to answer rashly. He stopped drinking and ate his food with his head down.
Seeing that both of them ignored her, Song Qinghuan curled her lips unhappily, but didn't say anything else.
Chen Er felt that this meal was simply the most boring and uncomfortable meal he had ever eaten. He tasted nothing and was like chewing wax. It was a waste of the delicious food on the table.
Song Youyu didn't fare much better either.
Song Qinghuan ate some food and asked the waiter to bring a bowl of porridge. She wanted to laugh when she saw these two young people eating without knowing the taste.
Knowing that the two of them were a little uncomfortable because of themselves, they sat there for a while and asked Liu Ping to bring something up.
As soon as the box was placed on the table, Chen Er jumped up in fright, blinked and asked, "What is this? What does it mean?"
Song Qinghuan imitated Chen Er's action just now and threw a peanut into his mouth: "Why are you so afraid of me, as if you are afraid that I will eat you."
Can Chen Er not be afraid if he doesn't say anything? The man in front of him will do something dirty if he says it is evil, and he will disembowel him if he says he will disembowel him...
Song Qinghuan's eyes fell on Song Youyu, and he said with an innocent face: "Brother, do you have some misunderstanding about me, my sister?"
Song Youyu never mentioned it to Chen Er. Last time, it was his sister Song Qinghuan who used evil tricks in front of him and disemboweled her.
Seeing that Chen Er had a cowardly look on his face, he couldn't help but hold his forehead, and pulled him to sit next to him. Then he said: "This is my sister. The craftsman I asked you to find last time is also the craftsman my sister is looking for."
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Under Chen Er's surprised gaze, he simply said the rest of the words for Song Qinghuan.
"Inside this box is the new rouge and gouache from the shop. It is specially sent to you as a favor. You can give it away and ask later if it is easy to use..."
Before Song Youyu could finish speaking, Song Qinghuan added another sentence: "Remember to give Miss Xiaoque a box as well."
Song Youyu endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Can you say goodbye to the little bird girl who works all day long?"
Song Qinghuan responded and said nothing.
Chen Er responded: "Okay, I will remember to send a box to Miss Xiaoque."
Song Youyu...
Chen Er accepted the rouge and gouache as a gift from Song Qing without any objection, and promised to give feedback on whether it was useful or not in a few days.
There is even Sister Song on the left and Sister Song on the right, which is simply too bad.
It made Song Qing very embarrassed.
Chen Er didn't want to, but who made Song Qinghuan so terrible? If someone was unhappy at any time, and some evil tricks were used, and someone broke his stomach, he wouldn't have time to cry.
Song Qinghuan had something to do, and seeing Chen Er acting cowardly, he simply went back first.
Song Youyu's face darkened: "There is only one carriage in total. If you go back first, how can I go back?"
Song Qinghuan raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this Brother Chen?"
Chen Erli immediately said: "Yes, yes, with me here, you are still afraid that you will not be able to go back."
He then said attentively: "Sister Song, why don't I send someone to take you back home first?"
Chen Er didn't deliver the goods after all. It was already dark when Song Qinghuan came out of Xianglou. She was drunk again yesterday and was not in good spirits, so she asked Liu Ping to set up a carriage and go back to the house.
Although the sky is completely dark, Liuzhu Street is still lively at this time. Carriages pass by and you can feel the smell of fireworks.
After exiting Liuzhu Street and turning a corner, it immediately became quieter.
Song Qinghuan folded his arms and was dozing off against the wall of the carriage when the carriage suddenly stopped and he was unaware of it.
He suddenly woke up when a forbearing voice came from outside: "Song Qinghuan, I know you are inside, please come out."
I haven't heard this voice for a long time, it's a little strange yet very familiar.
Song Qinghuan shuddered, raised the car curtain and took a look, only to see Xiao Wei, whom he hadn't seen for many days, standing in front of the car.
The moonlight was dim and one could not clearly see his expression, but the aura emanating from his body made people shudder.
Song Qinghuan frowned, feeling that he had not looked at the almanac when he went out today, but he had met a guy like Xiao Wei.
Then the curtain swung: "Liu Ping, what are you doing stopping the carriage here? Why don't you leave quickly?"
Liu Ping looked embarrassed, tightened the riding crop in his hand, and tried to reason with Xiao Wei: "Your Highness, the King of Yi, our girl is rushing home, please give in."
He added: "It's already dark now, and it's not good to be alone. If anything happens to Your Highness, I hope to find you another day."
Xiao Wei was filled with anger, but he couldn't hear these words. He suppressed his anger and calmed down his tone: "Qing Huan, come down, I have something to say to you."
Song Qinghuan didn't have any good impressions of Xiao Wei. Originally, they were still constrained by the relationship between husband and wife, and they were relatively speechless. Now that they have reconciled and divorced, they have nothing to say to him.
His face turned cold and he said, "I have nothing to say to you."
He also told Liu Ping: "Get over here and I will be responsible for anything that happens."
Liu Ping was young and had never done anything like this before. He tightened the riding whip in his hand and nervously apologized to Xiao Wei: "My lord, I'm offended."
But before Liu Ping could make a move, Xiao Wei stepped forward, lifted the curtain, and dragged Song Qinghuan out of the carriage.
Song Qinghuan was dragged off the carriage in embarrassment, and his wrist was almost crushed by Xiao Wei. He frowned in pain and angrily shouted: "Why are you so crazy? Are you going to kill me on the street?"
Without saying a word, Xiao Wei grabbed Song Qinghuan and strode forward. After a moment, he turned into a secluded alley. Upon seeing this, Liu Ping hurriedly abandoned the carriage and followed.
After entering the alley, Xiao Wei's pace slowed down, and Song Qinghuan broke free from his hand. Her heart was in a state of confusion, wondering why Xiao Wei was crazy during this trip. Could it be that she really wanted to kill people and silence them.
Liu Ping followed him to the alley, but before he could get close, Xiao Wei turned around and said, "Stop, don't you want your girl's life?"
Liu Ping was so frightened that he didn't dare to move forward. He bit his lip and looked like he was about to cry. He stood for a while, then turned around and ran away.
Xiao Wei didn't have time to care about Liu Ping, and looked at Song Qinghuan for a moment.
Song Qinghuan took a step back, and he took a step forward until Song Qinghuan was forced to retreat. Only then did he let out a fierce breath.
"Speak for yourself, do you have something to say to me?"
Song Qinghuan protected her wrist and reached into her sleeve pocket to feel for the silver needle. When she heard this, she turned her head away and said expressionlessly: "I don't understand what you said."
He added: "I have nothing to do with His Highness the King of Yi now. What can I say to you?"
Then he said: "Please, if you have anything to say, please speak quickly and if you have any farts, hurry up. I'm still rushing home."
Seeing her like this, Xiao Wei was so angry that he gritted his teeth and whispered, "You are such a woman with a heart of stone."
Seeing that Song Qinghuan ignored him, he said again: "Back then, that person was you, right?
