110: Chapter 108: Aren’t You the One Who Called In?
110: Chapter 108: Aren’t You the One Who Called In?
Sitting on the couch with Tangyu, Song Qingyu soon felt a bit awkward; the atmosphere was just not right.
She turned on the TV in a hurry, only to land on a love scene, which made the already embarrassing mood even more intense.
Song Qingyu’s cheeks, without her realizing when, had flushed a few shades of red.
She hurriedly changed the channel, but sohow, the next one showed a couple deeply kissing.
Another switch, and it was a breast enhancent advertisent—finding no way out, Song Qingyu simply turned the TV off altogether.
“You just can’t watch TV these days,” Song Qingyu complained, trying to cover her embarrassnt.
She didn’t understand why she felt this way.
There was nothing going on between her and Tangyu.
Watching Song Qingyu’s reaction, Tangyu couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.
“Your place is really well-decorated and cozy; it must be nice to have soone around,” Tangyu initiated the conversation when he noticed Song Qingyu seed sowhat uncomfortable.
Song Qingyu nodded, “Yeah, actually, Wen Shanshan and I only t during our last move.
We both fancied this apartnt and ca to view it at the sa ti.
We were both planning to rent it alone, actually.
The location is close to our office, the environnt is great, security is solid, and it’s very convenient for shopping and getting around—most importantly, it’s really cheap.
“The original landlord had to leave, so they were in a hurry to rent it out.
After discussing it, we decided to share the place; it was a two-bedroom anyway, so we signed a two-year lease together.
Gradually, Shanshan and I got to know each other.
She’s really a great girl, kind-hearted and diligent; she makes everything look easy.
She’s also quite lively, so every ti I co ho from work, she always has endless stories to tell, making the house lively indeed.”
“She sounds like a really good girl,” Tangyu nodded, but it’s a pity she’s not my type.
Song Qingyu glanced at Tangyu and suddenly offered, “Why don’t I introduce her to you?”
“?” Tangyu paused, then laughed as he shook his head, “Well, let’s not.”
Song Qingyu looked slightly offended; Tangyu’s standards seed quite high, but then she thought about the girls often seen with him.
He might be the Lin Family’s future son-in-law; it made sense he wouldn’t be interested in Shanshan.
Noticing Song Qingyu’s look, Tangyu explained, “Don’t get wrong, Qingyu; it’s not like that.
Love is indeed a feeling.”
“All said and done, she’s still not up to your standard,” Song Qingyu teased.
“Well, okay,” Tangyu pursed his lips, supposing that was one way to look at it.
“Who’s not up to whose standard?
There’s definitely sothing between you two,” a voice exclaid, as Wen Shanshan poked her head out from around the corner.
Song Qingyu glared at Wen Shanshan irritably, “Since when did you learn to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations?”
“What?
No, I didn’t, I was just about to go to the toilet when I heard you talking.
Since I was up anyway, I thought I’d show my face; carry on, I’m dipping out,” Wen Shanshan said playfully with a laugh.
“Co back here, stop hiding.
If you have free ti, go cook sothing; I’m feeling a bit hungry,” Song Qingyu said.
Wen Shanshan imdiately erged, “Alright, alright, I did buy quite a bit of groceries today.
Now that we have such an honorable guest, let your lady here show off her skills and whip up a feast.”
Tangyu stood up, “Let do it, Shanshan.
Qingyu’s body could use so nutritious food; I’ll take care of it.”
“What, you’ll cook?” Wen Shanshan was surprised, not because Tangyu could cook—after all, it wasn’t unusual for guys to know their way around the kitchen these days.
What surprised her was how eager the guest was to cook; he must really care for Qingyu.
This guy really has the makings of a good husband.
Wen Shanshan smiled, “Okay then, I won’t fight you for the chance to show off.
But, Qingyu is quite picky, so give it your best, Tangyu, hehe.” After speaking, she playfully winked at Song Qingyu with a hint of flirtation.
Song Qingyu decided to ignore it altogether; she didn’t know how to explain the situation and feared explaining might make things worse, so she didn’t bother.
Tangyu went into the kitchen, and Wen Shanshan, chuckling, moved to Song Qingyu’s side and said, “Qingyu, Tangyu is truly a standard good man.
Such attention to detail is really rare these days; you’re lucky to have it.”
“Lucky my foot—stop talking nonsense.
There’s really nothing between him and .
If you’re envious, you go find one for yourself,” Song Qingyu replied.
Wen Shanshan said, “Just because there’s nothing now doesn’t an there won’t be later.
I can feel that he has a thing for you.
Don’t miss out on such a good man; I’m serious, I’m not joking.
I’m so envious; I’d love to find soone too, but I just haven’t yet.
Good n are indeed rare these days.
Either they’re wolves in sheep’s clothing or heartbreakers, and if they’re nice, they might not have money; if they’re rich, they’re probably too flirty.
When will I et a good man like Tangyu?”
Seeing Wen Shanshan’s lovesick expression, Song Qingyu glared at her but couldn’t help thinking to herself.
To be fair, Tangyu could indeed be considered a good man, at least as far as she was concerned so far.
He was always very caring towards her, even going as far as protecting her when she was in danger, always showing up surprisingly.
Plus, she vaguely felt that Tangyu might really have a fondness for her.
However, when it ca to love, she had always been a bit slow to catch on.
“Stop overthinking it.
A good man will always co along, and your Prince Charming will definitely appear.
Soone as outstanding as you won’t have trouble marrying into a good family,” Song Qingyu advised.
Wen Shanshan shook her head and said, “I do believe that I won’t have to worry about getting married; after all, nowadays any woman can find a husband.
But just settling for soone is not what I want, at least not for now.
Maybe I’ll think about it when no one wants anymore.
Who can bla for still dreaming about my Prince Charming when I’m such a beauty?
I’m not in a rush.
I’m still young, and I can afford to wait a few more years.”
“Hmm,” Song Qingyu nodded in agreent.
“By the way, Qingyu, what’s going on with you?
You seem to be doing pretty well, looking quite radiant.
Also, why did you buy such small clothes?” Wen Shanshan asked.
Song Qingyu was montarily stunned before realizing she was still wearing Guo Momo’s clothes, rembering she had forgotten to change: “I’ve been poisoned, not ill.
These clothes are borrowed from a friend, I’ll go change.” Saying that, she stood up and headed to her room.
As Tangyu was busy in the kitchen, he turned when he heard a knock at the door and saw Wen Shanshan standing there, “What’s up?”
“Heh, of course I need sothing from you.
Qingyu asked for you to co to her room, I’ll take care of things here,” Wen Shanshan replied.
“Oh, what’s the matter?” Tangyu inquired.
Wen Shanshan shook her head and said, “How would I know?
You’ll find out when you go.
Hurry up, Qingyu is waiting for you.”
“Okay,” Tangyu put down what he was holding, left the kitchen, and headed towards Song Qingyu’s room.
When he reached the door and found it closed, he didn’t think much of it and walked right in.
Upon entering, his eyes went wide.
What he saw was an almost completely naked Song Qingyu, who was changing clothes, having just taken off Guo Momo’s outfit, and was about to put on her own, when Tangyu barged in.
Song Qingyu was also montarily stunned, staring at Tangyu with wide eyes.
After a long mont, a hint of embarrassed anger showed on her face, “You jerk, who let you in?!
Get out now!”
Song Qingyu was both embarrassed and angry; this was the first ti a man had seen her in such a state.
Even though she didn’t dislike Tangyu, having him see her body like this was hard for her to accept.
She then realized she had forgotten to lock her door.
“Uh, didn’t you call in?” Tangyu said, equally puzzled, and didn’t imdiately leave.
“Who let you in?
Get out!” Song Qingyu shouted furiously.
Taken aback, Tangyu quickly realized he had been tricked by Wen Shanshan and hastily left the room.
Once outside, he saw Wen Shanshan smirking not far away.
He gave her a speechless glare; that girl really had the guts to play such a prank, wasn’t she afraid Qingyu would hold her accountable?
Shaking his head, he knew he had no choice but to accept the situation.
“It’s not my fault; I knew nothing,” Wen Shanshan said, waving her hands and quickly ducking into the kitchen.
Tangyu touched his nose, wondering if all young girls were so mischievous nowadays.
This made him think of Zhao Yaya, who was just as playful.
Having upset Song Qingyu probably ant no good would co of it, and Tangyu could do nothing but sit in the living room to wait for her.
Ten minutes later, Song Qingyu finally ca out with a frosty expression and sat in the living room, glaring at Tangyu.
That look made Tangyu sowhat uncomfortable.
“Okay, Qingyu, I’m sorry; I was wrong.
I misheard and thought you were calling .
I didn’t do it on purpose,” Tangyu said.
Song Qingyu replied coldly, “You sure have good hearing to mistake sothing from so far away.
Was it Shanshan?”
“How could it be?
I really misheard,” Tangyu insisted, glancing over at Wen Shanshan who stood by the kitchen door, sending back a grateful look.
Song Qingyu looked at Tangyu for a long while before saying, “Fine, I won’t hold it against you this ti, but don’t let it happen again, or I won’t be so polite.
Also, forget everything you saw just now.
Erase it from your mory.”
Tangyu nodded and answered, “Yeah, I really didn’t see anything; I’ve forgotten it all already.” But inwardly, he chuckled, amused, thinking how ridiculous it was to forget sothing like that.
In the 21st century, it’s all about conservation, and wasting anything is shaful.
Song Qingyu knew the incident was probably another one of Wen Shanshan’s pranks, albeit a bit extre.
Seeing Tangyu willing to take the bla all on himself without naming her, she felt sowhat moved.
If Tangyu had ratted Wen Shanshan out, Song Qingyu would have actually been a bit contemptuous of him.
If a man couldn’t handle such a small matter, he wasn’t really much of a man.
The atmosphere suddenly beca awkward again.
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