She’s playing !
Cheng Ziyuan looked at the two of them being all lovey-dovey and felt a wave of irritation. Was she being played!
"Cheng Ziyuan, if I hear any nonsense again, you better be careful!"
"Cousin, what are you saying, Sister Ziyan is just looking out for ."
Chi Youyou walked over, arm in arm with Song Shiyu. All the insults Cheng Ziyuan wanted to hurl were swallowed back down. Seeing the innocence on Chi Youyou’s face, she once again denied her suspicions.
She was the one who initiated trouble just now. How could Chi Youyou have orchestrated this!
Forget it, this was her own fault to begin with. She wasn’t going to stoop to her level!
"You think I want to ddle in your family’s ss!"
She vented her anger at Cheng Shujin, turned around, and prepared to leave, but not before greeting Chi Youyou: "Youyou, co find sister to hang out soti～"
"Okay, Sister Ziyan!"
Cheng Shujin frowned in displeasure at this, "Don’t be so naive! Do you really think she’s looking out for you? Don’t end up being sold and still help them count the money!"
"I’m not worth much, Sister Ziyan won’t sell for that little money."
"You! Whatever you say!"
Cheng Shujin rolled his eyes and then looked over to Song Shiyu, "This better be as you say, or I won’t let you off!"
After speaking, he quickly left the scene, feeling that if he stayed any longer, his disguise would be seen through.
He was a celebrity, always in the spotlight, but he didn’t want to play second fiddle to anyone.
"Seems like my cousin actually does care about ."
Chi Youyou watched Cheng Shujin storm off, touched her chin, and said proudly.
"Oh?"
"See, he always pretends to disdain , but actually cares about . Last ti he even gave three million. Now he’s helping in all sorts of ways. What’s it called? Tsundere?"
"Then by your logic, you must like a lot too."
Huh?
Chi Youyou looked up in shock, her big eyes wide like saucers, reflecting the handso image of Song Shiyu tilting his head and raising his eyebrows. It was like sothing tapped lightly on her heart.
She took a deep breath and turned her head away from him, "Who says I like you? It’s your money I like!"
"Oh?"
"Nonsense!"
Chi Youyou glared at him and suddenly thought of sothing to change the topic, "Co on, let’s go et my parents!"
Hearing Chi Youyou, Song Shiyu didn’t tease her further. He had been in M Country for a while and hadn’t t the parents. It was getting a bit inexcusable.
Seeing how obedient he was, Chi Youyou’s mind started turning again, occasionally glancing at him.
"Cheng Ziyuan, embarrassed yourself to Grandma’s house, haven’t you!"
The phone’s owner took the phone with a look of contempt.
"Cheng Xueyi, no one asked you to speak and act like a mute!"
Cheng Ziyuan glared at her.
The girl nad Cheng Xueyi was from the third branch of the Cheng family, about the sa age as Cheng Ziyuan. The two always bickered, never seeing eye to eye, always opposing each other.
"Tsk, Chi Youyou calls you Sister Ziyan, and you really think she sees you as a sister?"
Cheng Xueyi chuckled, "You’re being played like a fool!"
Cheng Ziyuan frowned deeply, narrowing her eyes, "Cheng Xueyi, aren’t you just saying ’sour grapes’!"
"I wouldn’t touch those sour grapes!"
"Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. You just have a concubine’s fate, spending all day staring at !"
Cheng Ziyuan was already annoyed, having only vented half her anger at Cheng Shujin. The other half was now directed at Cheng Xueyi.
So of their girlfriends who usually hung out with them saw they were about to fight and quickly pulled them apart.
"Both grandpas are here, keep it calm, or we’ll all be punished!"
The Cheng family’s rules were strict, but the stricter they were, the more likely kids were spoiled.
Hearing about the two grandpas, they cald down, each glaring at the other before splitting off into separate groups, walking away.
anwhile, Chi Youyou brought Song Shiyu to et the parents.
"Uncle, Auntie, I’m Song Shiyu. You can just call Shiyu."
Song Shiyu introduced himself humbly, surprising anyone who would overhear.
Is this the sa Mr. Song they know?
Chi Dayi just nodded simply, his face tense.
He thought he’d be more composed, but unexpectedly, he couldn’t relax on the first eting.
Thinking about marrying his daughter off like this, his heart was uneasy.
He had the very look of a father-in-law eting a prospective son-in-law for the first ti, extrely displeased.
"I’ve wanted to et you for a long ti, just never had the ti. Your uncle usually has that stern face, don’t mind it."
Cheng Ruosheng nudged Chi Dayi, smiling warmly, hiding any flaws.
"It’s fine, Auntie. I should’ve visited sooner."
"You’ve co by before, but we just happened to not be ho."
Cheng Ruosheng was more and more pleased looking at Song Shiyu, especially earlier, having observed it in his eyes. You can always tell when soone likes another!
"Growing more handso over ti, even better than when you were young!"
"Mom, you t when we were young?"
Chi Youyou stood by listening to their pleasantries, feeling bored by their small talk. But suddenly her mother said sothing that piqued her interest.
"I rember you were about this tall, around 8 years old... huh? You don’t rember?"
Cheng Ruosheng blinked her big eyes, "You used to cling to Shiyu, always wanting a hug!"
Huh?
Chi Youyou’s brain montarily shut down.
Wanting a hug?
This...
This truly sounds like sothing she’d do.
But now...
She sneakily glanced at Song Shiyu, seeing he was looking at her too, and her cheeks felt warm, quickly looking away.
"Mom, stop talking nonsense. That was when I was a kid. I don’t even rember!"
"I’m not making it up, there are photos!"
What!
Let die on the spot!
"That was when we were kids, Song Shiyu doesn’t even rember!"
Chi Youyou waved it off, urging her to stop talking, only to be interrupted by a voice above her wanting to make her hit a wall.
"Hearing Auntie say that reminded ."
Song Shiyu nodded thoughtfully, gesturing, "I rember Youyou being this tall, always reaching for things in my hand. She walked unsteadily."
"Yes, she loved clinging to you!"
Chi Youyou: ...
Who am I?
Where am I?
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