Abandoned women from wealthy families serve as control groups in pastoral variety shows

Sunlight comes in from the window, making the originally spacious dining room brighter and more colorful.

The round table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, and everyone sits around to eat together.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was far from embarrassing, but there was something weird about it.

Qi Yan was forced to stay for dinner in the end, and this meal was a torment for her, no matter what she ate, she felt bland.

Qi Detective recently announced that Man Tianfei had never been back, and only the four of them were eating this meal.

"Yanyan, come, eat some crabs." As soon as the meal was ready, Qi Detective's mother was peeling the crab shells, and she gave Qi Yan the good crab meat.

Qi Yan not only did not accept, but also sneered: "You don't need to put on a show with me."

"Why did you talk to your Aunt Qin?" Father Qi saw that she had no manners, so he put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously.

"What Aunt Qin, Xiaosan is Xiaosan." Qi Yan didn't hold it up at the moment, looked at her father, and said arrogantly: "And you, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

Every time she came back, she could turn the family upside down, and this time in front of grandma, Qi Yan didn't give them a good look.

Qi's father had endured her for many years, but now she was so angry that his voice was strongly sullen: "I am your father, why am I not qualified to talk to you?"

"Yanyan, don't be rude." Grandma Qi happened to be sitting between the two of them, and both sides were talking, so she had to come forward because of the noise.

"My mother's bones were not cold back then, she dared to enter the house, what is it if she is not a mistress? What did I say wrong?" When she was dragging Qizhen's mother, she also scolded her father by the way: "It smells similar, and you are not a thing. "

Qi Yan has a thorn in her heart, which has been with her for many years.

Her biological mother died of taking a large amount of sleeping pills at home, and the rescue was ineffective. At that time, Qi Yan didn't know why her mother did this. In her impression, her mother was depressed and unhappy all day long.

She thought that the self-injury accident was her mother's way of relief. It wasn't until Qi Yan came back from abroad and found that there were more women and children in the family, that she realized that she was naive.

Based on Qi Chen's age, the child was born when her mother was still there.

Father Qi: "What do you know? I divorced your mother before I met your Aunt Qin. Otherwise, how can we argue?"

"Widowed can remarry, but you still treat me as a three-year-old child?"

Qi Yan dared to say that because she knew that they did not get the certificate until after their mother passed away.

"If you don't believe me, I can show you the divorce certificate right now."

"Who knows if you will use a fake divorce certificate to fool me?" Since that incident, she has completely trusted this man, even if it is true, she would not accept it: "In short, I still say that In other words, there is her without me in this family, and there is me without her."

After Qi Yan put down her cruel words, she stood up and left directly.

……

In the afternoon, a few irregular white clouds hung in the blue sky.

Lu Qingye moved the suitcases he packed earlier downstairs and was about to leave for the airport.

"Do you need me to take you to the airport?" Meng Chuyuan happened to be sitting in the lobby downstairs. When she saw Lu Qingye coming down, she raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Meng Chuyuan took the initiative to bring up this matter, Lu Qingye found it incredible.

He pulled up the trolley of the suitcase, and then responded to her softly: "No."

Jiang Yi said that he would come over to see him off later, and the two of them still had some work matters to discuss.

Lu Qingye knew that she woke up a little early today and would definitely need to take a nap later, so he didn't want to ask Meng Chuyuan to accompany her on the trip.

"That's fine, I won't see you off later."

Not long after, Jiang Yi drove to Lu's house alone, and the two chatted briefly in the living room, fearing that there would be a traffic jam on the road later, they could only stop chatting temporarily.

Jiang Yi put the suitcase into the car for Lu Qingye early on, put his hand on the car, and looked at the two of them with great interest.

Meng Chuyuan only sent him to the door, and before parting, he asked him intimately: "Have you brought everything?"

"It's ready." He didn't have a lot of luggage, only a few warm clothes in it, and he basically carried important documents and certificates with him.

Seeing how concise their conversation was, Jiang Yi couldn't wait to ask: "Aren't you two going to hug each other?"

The two faced Jiang Yi sideways. From his perspective, Lu Qingye and Meng Chuyuan were probably not even three feet apart.

Jiang Yi's voice reached Lu Qingye's ears, causing him to frown slightly.

Meng Chuyuan's expression was calm, and there was no disturbance in his eyes.

After a while, Meng Chuyuan took the initiative to raise his legs and stepped forward, raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and said softly, "Then give me a hug."

She opened her hands calmly and generously, passed through the inner sleeves of Lu Qingye's clothes, leaned forward slightly, and gently grasped the sides of his coat with her hands.

Meng Chuyuan's hug was like a breeze blowing over willows, leaving slight turbulent ripples.

There was an elegant fragrance in the air, and the clothes on the waist were held by her, and there was a slight feeling of falling, all of which told him that he was real.

In an instant, Lu Qingye came to his senses, he instinctively raised his hand and placed it gently on her back.

A simple hug was nothing to Jiang Yi, but when he saw Lu Qingye approaching a girl so closely for the first time, his expression became a little richer.

This hug lasted only two or three seconds. When they parted, Meng Chuyuan raised his head and smiled at him: "Best trip."

Perhaps it was because what happened just now happened so fast that Lu Qingye was still a little unresponsive.

Now they were on their way to the airport, Jiang Yi said a few words to him, but Lu Qingye was absent-minded and didn't listen carefully at all.

Jiang Yi glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and said with some disgust, "Your soul won't be at home, right?"

Lu Qingye: "..."

After he adjusted his state and remembered what happened a while ago, Lu Qingye asked a lot: "How about the things I asked you to do last time?"

Jiang Yi patted his chest reassuringly: "I'll take care of things, don't worry."

-

Lu Qianling's school has recently started preparing for the school sports meeting. At present, each class has counted the number of participants, and will organize a rehearsal training for the phalanx after class.

This afternoon, Lu Qianling's class happened to have a physical education class. The students who signed up for the sports meeting used their spare time to practice intensively. The rest of the cheerleaders would also think up slogans in advance in private. Only Lu Qianling was idle.

A few students saw Lu Qianling standing idly under the shade of a tree, and suddenly came up to talk to her: "Lu Qianling, didn't you sign up for the women's 500-[-]-meter race? Why don't you go to training?"

Lu Qianling responded calmly: "It's only 500 meters, so there's nothing to practice."

Every time there was a school sports meeting, Lu Qianling wanted to ask for leave and leave school, so why would she take the initiative to sign up for it.

However, last year their class's performance in the school sports meeting was a mess. According to their studies, their class was naturally the first in the grade, but they were almost at the bottom of the grade in terms of sports.

When counting the registrations that day, Lu Qianling even used it to mock those classmates who disliked her, but the matter of her not signing up was also brought up.

For this matter, Lu Qianling directly applied for the women's 1500-meter race on the deadline for registration. Seeing that she dared to play so big, those students who participated naturally boasted that Haikou would bring back the best.

"That's all? Lu Qianling, do you have no idea about this?"

The corner of Lu Qianling's lips curled up into a sneer: "When did I pass the physical test?"

She is not a spoiled young lady.

When I was young, my two older brothers had the habit of running in the morning and at night, so Lu Qianling was naturally not idle.

If they are not too busy at work now, maybe we can see them coming back sweating every morning.

"The physical test is only how many meters. I bet you will not be able to stand up after running 500 meters."

Lu Qianling: "Then please open your eyes wide to see if I can stand up."

……

There are still three days until the variety show starts.

Liao Jiake took the initiative to contact Liao Jiayan that day, but she left her alone for several days.

Liao Jiayan saw her message again when she woke up, and finally thought of replying to her: [I will go]

The last time she was getting drunk at an open-air barbecue bar, she met Meng Chuyuan by chance. In fact, Liao Jiayan couldn't remember what they talked about that night the next day.

But she vaguely remembered what Meng Chuyuan said: her parents just used Liao Jiake as a tool to make money.

When thinking of this sentence again, Liao Jiayan's mood is indeed a little different from the past.

Liao Jiake replied almost in seconds: [Great, Yanyan, thank you]

Liao Jiayan exited the chat box after watching it, and then added Meng Chuyuan's WeChat through the WeChat group chat of the program group, and verified the text message to directly indicate the purpose: [Are you free to have dinner together tonight? 】

About half an hour later, Meng Chuyuan saw the friend application.

Judging from the friendship they exchanged stories that night, Meng Chuyuan agreed to the friend request, and agreed: [Yes]

Liao Jiayan: 【Are you bringing someone with you】

Looking at the message she sent, Meng Chuyuan obviously didn't understand it, so he slowly put a question mark in the past.

Liao Jiayan: 【Will your husband come over?I have no other intentions, just want to ask the number of people, so that I can book the restaurant in advance]

【Myself】

Meng Chuyuan stayed at home most of the time, chatting with her mother-in-law, teaching her how to play cards, etc. Liao Jiayan asked her out for dinner tonight, and it happened that she also wanted to go out.

In the evening, Meng Chuyuan appeared on time at the restaurant agreed by the two to meet.

"Am I late?" Seeing that Liao Jiayan was already sitting, Meng Chuyuan was a little surprised.

"I'm the one who arrived early." She lives in an apartment nearby.

After Meng Chuyuan sat down, he took a cup of hot water to warm his hands. It was rare to see that Liao Jiayan was much more cheerful than on the show, so he couldn't help joking: "Sister Yanyan, you look good recently."

"Have you?" Liao Jiayan was praised by her, and held her face shyly. When she inadvertently raised her eyes, she found that Meng Chuyuan had a silk scarf hanging around her neck today. The workmanship seemed quite unique.

She stared at it for two or three seconds and said, "Your silk scarf is pretty."

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