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Chapter 119: Angry and unwilling to argue

Just as I closed my eyes to go to sleep, I heard Wang Ma's angry words about my lack of ambition.

"Miss, don't you want to slap that woman in the face? I feel like her intentions are not simple."

Wang Ma relentlessly dragged Song Qianyi up. Completely awakened, Song Qianyi sighed helplessly, got out of bed, dressed, and prepared to go downstairs.

But just as he reached the door, Wang Ma grabbed him again.

"Miss, let's change into something else. This outfit is too gentle."

Song Qianyi blinked and glanced at Wang Ma with some surprise. She had no idea that Wang Ma knew these things.

However, she still obediently changed her clothes, afraid that if she refused, Wang Ma would continue to nag her.

In the dressing room, Wang Ma picked out a red dress and dressed Song Qianyi in it.

Looking at the person in the mirror whose skin appeared snow-white, Song Qianyi raised an eyebrow slightly.

Seeing Song Qianyi exuding confidence, Wang Ma nodded in satisfaction.

When I went downstairs, I saw Ji Jingshen and Lin Qingyue sitting face to face.

"Jing Shen, do you remember when we were little, we would go to the vegetable garden in the backyard to pick vegetables together? You were so cute back then. Although you didn't talk much, you worked very hard. You would carry a big cabbage and run home. I could never catch up with you."

Lin Qingyue's eyes were filled with nostalgia, while Ji Jingshen sat opposite her silently watching without saying a word, as if no third person could fit between them.

Grandpa Song, sitting next to them, simply sipped his tea leisurely, showing no intention of interrupting their conversation.

However, the smile that occasionally appeared on his lips betrayed his true thoughts.

Song Qianyi knows Old Master Song very well, and he's probably secretly laughing at Lin Qingyue right now.

Good morning, Grandpa.

Song Qianyi yawned and slowly walked down the stairs, instantly silencing the conversation in the living room.

Song Qianyi was somewhat surprised when she saw Lin Qingyue.

"I didn't expect Miss Lin to come to my house so early in the morning."

Normally, guests arrive at people's homes no earlier than nine o'clock, but Lin Qingyue arrived at seven-thirty.

"I didn't expect Miss Song to still be in bed. But I suppose she was exhausted from helping Grandpa with his birthday party yesterday, so sleeping in is understandable."

As if he had just thought of something, he looked at Song Qianyi with a puzzled expression.

"Miss Song doesn't usually sleep in, does she?"

Ji Jingshen, who had been sitting silently beside him, frowned slightly upon hearing this and said in a cold voice, "We're here to rest when we return to our hometown. Qianyi can sleep as late as she wants."

The expressions on the faces of the people present varied, especially Lin Qingyue, whose smile froze. She looked at Ji Jingshen in disbelief, trying to force a smile, but she couldn't manage it. On the other hand, Song Qianyi next to her seemed to feel a little better for no apparent reason.

She had Wang Ma bring her a glass of milk and sat down next to Ji Jingshen.

Seeing this, Ji Jingshen glanced thoughtfully at Song Qianyi, then looked away and made room for her.

It has to be said that Lin Qingyue's emotions are very strong. She quickly adjusted her state in just a short while, as if nothing had happened, and continued to talk to Ji Jingshen with a smile.

"I heard that Miss Lin came here to catch up with my grandfather. I wonder what you two were talking about? I'd like to hear it too."

Song Qianyi casually interrupted Lin Qingyue.

Grandpa Song, who was drinking tea nearby, coughed lightly and slowly placed his teacup on the table.

"Why would Miss Lin come to see an old man like me? She's clearly here to see Ji Jingshen. After all, people of the same age have similar topics to discuss, and I, an old man, am not worthy of that."

Lin Qingyue felt a moment of panic, but she didn't show it.

"Grandpa Song, you've misunderstood. I just saw that Jing Shen was too emotional. After all, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years."

Grandpa Song nodded indifferently. This little girl dared to show off her skills in front of him.

Lin Qingyue showed no intention of leaving until noon, leaving Wang Ma with no choice but to ask the kitchen to add an extra set of chopsticks and a bowl for her.

"It's getting late, Miss Lin, why don't you stay and have lunch with us?"

Song Qianyi originally wanted to ask the guest to leave, but considering that his grandfather was still there, he only subtly expressed his intention to see the guest out. However, he did not expect Lin Qingyue to pretend not to understand and nod to stay.

She was so angry she laughed; she had never seen such a shameless person.

She glared fiercely at the man beside her. It was all his fault. If he hadn't been seducing other people outside, why would he have come to provoke her so early in the morning?

Ji Jingshen, who had been glared at for no apparent reason, looked at her with a puzzled expression.

He had been sitting there without moving or saying a word, so how did he manage to upset her again?

Considering the time frame, Song Qianyi hasn't been in a particularly special period lately, so why is her temper so unpredictable?

"Jing Shen, after you finish eating, could you take me home? My driver had to leave early because of something."

Lin Qingyue looked at the man expectantly, but he didn't even spare her a glance. He went straight to the dining table, pulled out a seat for Song Qianyi, and sat down next to her after she was seated.

As for Lin Qingyue's words, he didn't hear them at all. To be precise, ever since Song Qianyi came down, his attention has been focused on Song Qianyi, and he has no connection with anyone else.

Having received no reply, Lin Qingyue bit her lip and looked at Ji Jingshen with a pitiful expression.

In the end, it was the old man who told the driver to take her home, and Lin Qingyue managed a smile before walking to the dining table and sitting down.

"Having lived abroad for so many years, I haven't had any food from my hometown in a long time. I really miss it. I wonder how good the chef at Grandpa Song's house is."

"If Miss Lin doesn't like it, she can go home to eat."

Song Qianyi rolled her eyes dramatically, but her expression changed immediately upon turning her head.

"Wang Ma really knows me so well. This whole table is full of my favorite dishes. Thank you, Wang Ma."

Song Qianyi sweetly coaxed Wang Ma. Wang Ma, who was still angry with Lin Qingyue, immediately felt better upon hearing Song Qianyi's voice and smiled as she served Song Qianyi a large bowl of soup.

Ji Jingshen also put a small piece of spare rib on her plate.

Song Qianyi's bowl quickly filled up, while Lin Qingyue on the table was ignored.

"I remember that before I went abroad, the dishes that Wang Ma used to cook were all my favorite foods."

I never imagined that after all these years, Aunt Wang would have forgotten me.

Wang Ma didn't care about Lin Qingyue's sadness at all; in fact, she found it extremely distasteful.