Lin Wanqiu finished the food cooked by Qiu Yuan with great satisfaction.

Qiu Yuan could only act as a nanny and tidied up the remaining dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"I will pay for the food, cooking and washing dishes."

Lin Wanqiu held her chin and watched Qiu Yuan clearing the dishes.

These words undoubtedly hurt Qiu Yuan's heart.

The act of paying money is equivalent to treating Qiu Yuan as an outsider, trying to equate everything Qiu Yuan has done for her with 'money'.

This is also equivalent to indirectly telling Qiu Yuan, give up... No matter how hard you try, I will never have a good impression of you.

I will never owe you anything.

But it would be nice if it could really hurt Qiu Yuan, or this bitch.

Lin Wanqiu carefully observed Qiu Yuan's expression and his next words.

"Can you please settle the trouble on a daily basis? I still have the invoice from the supermarket. If you like this dish, it can't be compared to the level of Mi Tire's three-star restaurant, right?"

Qiu Yuan didn't care at all about Lin Wanqiu's hurtful and vicious words.

Because Qiu Yuan himself has a secret in mind and keeps a certain distance from Lin Wanqiu. They are all using each other, and no one should expect anyone else to be emotionally involved.

"Don't you want to exchange it for something else?" Lin Wanqiu just wanted to tease Qiu Yuan, "For example, I allow you to sleep at my house for one night or something?"

"Sister Wanqiu, is your hotel a five-star hotel? A one-night stay is worth more than a thousand? Or do you think..."

Qiu Yuan stopped talking when they reached this point. Joking with this woman must be kept within a certain limit. Lin Wanqiu would definitely be unhappy if she went too far.

"Give me the invoice. I know how much the food you cook is worth. I will transfer it to you before you leave."

As expected, Lin Wanqiu's tone became colder. She might also feel a little bored because Qiu Yuan was too smart.

If Lin Wanqiu were a naive dog-licker, if she were allowed to stay at her home for one night, she would be willing to do laundry and mop the floor, let alone cooking and washing dishes.

The smart thing about Qiu Yuan is that... Qiu Yuan knows that Lin Wanqiu doesn't like such a naive dog.

When Qiu Yuan explained to her how much the meal was worth, Lin Wanqiu gave herself a small tip.

"You received a 50 yuan reward"

After the atmosphere between the two suddenly turned cold, Lin Wanqiu turned her attention to her mobile phone, but before she could edit the messages on her mobile phone, Qiu Yuan, who had put away the dishes and chopsticks, suddenly walked under a ray of sunshine.

Lin Wanqiu subconsciously raised her head and glanced at Qiu Yuan, but just by looking at her, she couldn't look away.

The reason is not that Qiu Yuan is so beautiful, but that there is a deep scar on Qiu Yuan's forehead and temple.

Qiu Yuan walked into the kitchen with a bowl in hand... When Qiu Yuan walked out again, he found Lin Wanqiu blocking the door of the kitchen.

What's going on with this silence?

"Sit down on the sofa over there."

Lin Wanqiu was almost half a forehead shorter than Qiu Yuan due to her height. She felt uncomfortable looking up at Qiu Yuan, so she pointed to the sofa in the living room.

At this time, Qiu Yuan could only sit on the sofa obediently. Qiu Yuan also received a reward of twenty yuan.

Then Lin Wanqiu walked up to Qiu Yuan with a serious face, stretched out a hand and gently pinched Qiu Yuan's chin, and then forced Qiu Yuan to turn his head.

"Sister Wanqiu, this is not appropriate..."

"When were your lines removed?"

Lin Wanqiu interrupted Qiu Yuan's words and stretched out her hand to touch the scar on the side of Qiu Yuan's forehead.

"I went to the doctor to have it removed last night."

"What's the doctor's last name?"

"How could I remember the last name of the doctor who removed the sutures..."

When Qiu Yuan answered this, she felt the pressure in Lin Wanqiu's voice. She seemed to be scolding a newcomer who made a mistake on the stage.

Seriousness, anger that the newcomer's performance did not meet my expectations, and some regrets that I was too lax and why I didn't strictly supervise this matter!

"Sister Wanqiu is just a scar, which is usually invisible," Qiu Yuan said.

The scar on one side of Qiuyuan's forehead is not obvious and cannot be seen unless he is walking under the sun.

But Lin Wanqiu was unwilling to accept such a 'make do' result.

"Tell me the delivery address of your dormitory, and I'll send you some scar-removing medicine. If it doesn't work, I'll have surgery..."

"Would this make you feel more at ease?"

Qiu Yuan guessed the reason why Lin Wanqiu was so concerned about this scar.

But these words sounded almost provocative to Lin Wanqiu. Her expression changed, and she withdrew her fingertips that were trying to figure out Qiu Yuan's wound.

"You are the one who is going to play that day."

Lin Wanqiu also responded to Qiu Yuan in the most appropriate way.

The meaning behind her words was to tell Qiu Yuan...the scar on Qiu Yuan's forehead has nothing to do with her.

She helped Qiu Yuan find a stitch doctor and bought Qiu Yuan medicine to remove scars, which was just her job as a manager.

"Those things are over, and it's almost time for me to go back..." Qiu Yuan could hear some unhappiness in Lin Wanqiu's voice.

The atmosphere in the entire living room was even more awkward than when there was silence before. If Qiu Yuan did not leave, the amount of radiation from the depleted uranium mine might be high enough to hurt Qiu Yuan.

But the doorbell suddenly rang, interrupting what Qiu Yuan wanted to say...

"Ke Wei should be here. She sent me a message while I was eating and said she was coming to my house." Lin Wanqiu took out her cell phone and shook it at Qiu Yuan.

On the phone screen were the chat records between her and Zhao Kewei.

At this moment, Qiu Yuan saw a hint of loneliness on Lin Wanqiu's face.

Zhao Kewei's arrival may mean to Lin Wanqiu that Qiu Yuan, the dog temporarily fostered in her home, will be taken back by Zhao Kewei, the real owner.

But this feeling of loneliness only passed by briefly, and Qiu Yuan was not that important in Lin Wanqiu's heart.

At least it's not so important that Qiu Yuan is reluctant to leave.

"Then I'm leaving now?" Qiu Yuan made a running motion.

"You stay in the second bedroom for me, don't let Ke Wei find out. That girl Luo Yan came over last time and caused me a lot of trouble. Now I don't want Ke Wei to misunderstand my relationship with you."

Lin Wanqiu also knew that Qiu Yuan came to take care of her and wanted to build a studio with her. Was it for a legitimate opportunity to meet Zhao Kewei, or for a long-term meeting.

She also decided to do Qiu Yuan a favor and help Qiu Yuan and Zhao Kewei get back together. This was something that made Lin Wanqiu feel at ease.

If successful, Lin Wanqiu will be able to enjoy the various nanny services Qiu Yuan provides her without any psychological pressure.

At this time, Qiu Yuan was obedient and hid in the second bedroom of Lin Wanqiu's house.

After Lin Wanqiu heard the sound of Qiu Yuan walking into the second bedroom and closing the door, the entire living room suddenly fell silent again.

Suddenly, the tingling sensation in her stomach began to invade Lin Wanqiu's senses like a tide.

This stomach pain was not something she had just felt, but Lin Wanqiu was paying attention to Qiu Yuan when communicating with Qiu Yuan, so she did not feel the pain in her abdomen.

"You should have gotten used to it."

Lin Wanqiu held her belly and walked towards the entrance.

All she had to do was to invite Zhao Kewei to participate in the production of the new script, invite Zhao Kewei's father, and find their own personal connections to advise the Ministry of National Broadcasting and Broadcasting.

As for whether it would succeed in the end, Lin Wanqiu wasn't too sure, or it would be normal for her not to succeed.

But this is the only thing Lin Wanqiu has the motivation to do recently, just like Qiu Yuan said, take away what Cloud Media needs most from the hands of Cloud Media.

This is what excites you and what you want.

Lin Wanqiu opened the door to her home with this idea in mind, and sure enough, Zhao Kewei was standing at the door looking at her.

"The last time you came here was four years ago? Just come in...don't be too formal." The relationship between Lin Wanqiu and Zhao Kewei is very complicated.

It was Lin Wanqiu who discovered Zhao Kewei when she was still in high school. Lin Wanqiu had just entered the industry at that time. The relationship between the two was both teacher and friend, a bit like sisters and very close friends.

But later they parted ways over the Zhang Yu matter, and Lin Wanqiu tried her best to keep Zhao Kewei.

But no matter how hard Lin Wanqiu worked, in Zhao Kewei's eyes she was always on the side of Cloud Media, the side she hated.

This caused the relationship between the two to become stagnant. Even now, it is difficult for Zhao Kewei and Lin Wanqiu to put on a friendly expression when communicating.

"excuse me."

Zhao Kewei still maintained the most basic courtesy. This was not the first time she came to Lin Wanqiu's house.

In the past, she ran away from home when she was in high school and her family was arguing that she wanted to act in the entertainment industry instead of singing in dramas all her life.

At that time, I was living in Lin Wanqiu's house, and the layout of Lin Wanqiu's house had not changed much.

It's just that the innocent little girl back then has become an adult who can show a cold face to Lin Wanqiu.

"Want something to drink?"

Lin Wanqiu has been trying to repair her relationship with Zhao Kewei.

When she recalled the days she spent with Zhao Kewei in this living room four years ago, she felt very warm now.
To be continued...