Let her be arrogant

"As I said, he and I have ended long ago."

Sheng Lanqing's voice was slightly hoarse, and her smile was a little forced.

"He is a non-marriage person, and I don't want to change him."

When two people are deeply in love, the other person won't mind making compromises, and will only sacrifice with extra calmness.

And when the years pass and the feelings are gone, then all these sacrifices and sacrifices will surge in the heart and eventually lead to bitter consequences.

She was probably still timid and didn't have enough courage to listen to the man's possible complaints and regrets.

Besides, it's not that she didn't hint to him, but he didn't care after all.

"But I did think of your role. If I can finally play it, there will be a kissing scene. Can you accept it?"

Sheng Lanqing seemed to ask casually, but it put great pressure on Gu Qingzhi.

She subconsciously sat up straight and said obediently: "Sister, I can do it!"

"I'm not worried about you," Sheng Lanqing said calmly, "But what about Wen Yu, what will he think? You have to consider a series of problems that may arise in the future."

Sheng Lanqing had spent some time with Wen Yu and knew that this man was extremely traditional.

This is not a bad thing, it’s just that along with his thoughtfulness, integrity, and carefulness comes his machismo.

Wen Yu's stubbornness and conservatism are a hundred times worse than Xi Yu's.

In his world, one type is Mr. Xi, who can do whatever he wants, and the other type is people who must abide by his various rules.

Gu Qingzhi obviously considered this and looked slightly gloomy.

"It's okay, don't pay attention to him. Even if my relationship with him ends up breaking up because of this, I can't blame you, sister. After all, this is my own choice."

Gu Qingzhi smiled. The young girl who had just stepped out of college was youthful and extremely beautiful.

"Whether he and I can get married is still unknown. Even if we get married, many people will get divorced later. No one can rely on anyone else for the rest of his life. And I choose career."

"very good."

Sheng Lanqing rolled her eyes, went upstairs again, and returned to the bedroom to rest.

Not long after, the sky was bright.

The aroma of seafood porridge came through the crack in the bedroom door, familiar and tempting.

Sheng Lanqing felt deep pain and covered her head with a quilt, but she could still vaguely smell the fragrance of seafood on the tip of her nose.

The delicious flavors of shrimp and fish fillets are intertwined together, making it particularly tempting.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I didn't eat anything last night to stay in shape.

"Xi Yu..."

Sheng Lanqing got off the bed with her bare feet, opened the door suddenly in three steps and two at a time, and stared at Xi Yu angrily.

"Why are you standing at my door?"

As the years go by, girls become more charming, like an eternal star, becoming more and more precious as time goes by.

Her black hair hung loosely on her shoulders, and her suspender nightgown was worn loosely on her body. The shoulder strap on one side slipped between her arms, revealing her delicate collarbones and mountains covered with snow.

Xi Yu pursed her lips into a line, held a small bowl of porridge to her, and said softly: "You should have breakfast."

Sheng Lanqing took it in shock and asked doubtfully: "You went back to Yuzhangju? Are you so diligent?"

She believed that Xi Yu could throw tens of millions of checks to her without blinking an eye, but he probably didn't have the time to run around.

The short time he spent pestering her yesterday was enough for him to work overtime for several days.

"No," Xi Yu tried his best to control his gaze to avoid looking where he shouldn't, "I had someone send me a full set of kitchen utensils."

Sheng Lanqing had just put a small spoonful of porridge into his mouth. He was slightly startled when he heard this and said, "You might as well just order takeout. This will save time."

However, the seafood porridge that has been simmered for a long time does taste better than the ones outside those so-called Michelin restaurants.

"The ones outside are not nutritious enough, and they don't have the care and thought to prepare them by hand."

Xi Yu watched her attentively as she drank the porridge in small sips, and continued: "It's better to cook at home." "But..."

Sheng Lanqing was a little speechless and said softly: "I can't cook. I really don't have any talent in this area."

She had tried very hard to learn how to cook well.

It's not that I want to use it to please someone, but I want to enjoy my own blessings.

The result... I worked hard and learned, but my performance was very unstable.

It's all the same approach, the same steps, the same failure, but the taste is just different.

"It doesn't matter, I can cook for you, and I'll cover all three meals a day."

Xi Yu took the empty bowl and gently wiped the corners of Sheng Lanqing's mouth with the paper towels she had prepared.

Sheng Lanqing was stunned, her whole body tense, and she breathed a sigh of relief only after Xi Yu's hand left.

But in the next moment, her heart lifted again.

He quickly lifted the hanging sling back onto her shoulders, and smiled easily as if he was relieved, "What do you think?"

Sheng Lanqing completely threw what he just said behind her mind and asked doubtfully: "What is it like?"

Xi Yu lowered his eyes, seeming a little shy, and his voice became gentle, and he said in a low voice: "I will move in with you and cook for you."

Sheng Lanqing was speechless.

When she lived in Yuzhangju, it was difficult for her to eat even one or two meals cooked by Xi Yu herself.

He is very busy at work, and it is his best effort to ensure that he goes home every day.

Many times, he didn't even have time to eat, let alone cook leisurely.

"I'm afraid this is inconvenient."

Sheng Lanqing declined politely.

Xi Yu became anxious immediately and said quickly: "What's the inconvenience? If even Gu Qingzhi can live in it, then why can't I?"

Sheng Lanqing looked at his cheeks that were flushed with excitement, as if they were covered with a thin layer of rouge, and they were so beautiful.

"Xi Yu, this is not good."

Sheng Lanqing was a little soft-hearted, but this was not enough to make her compromise.

"I often travel on business, but when I am on business, Gu Qingzhi will live here and take care of Xuehua and Jindouzi."

"What golden beans?"

Xi Yu became even more excited and asked aggrievedly: "Now all cats and dogs can live here with you, can't it be just me?"

"Amao" Gu Qingzhi, who had just walked up the last step of the stairs, fell into deep thought.

One leg was raised in the air, and for a moment I didn't know whether to put it down.

After Sister Sheng exposed her relationship with Wen Yu last night, she informed Wen Yu about it.

As a result, Wen Yu was worried about her for most of the night, fearing that Sister Sheng would wear small shoes for her.

If Sister Sheng breaks up with Xi Yu, she will hate her.

It's outrageous.

She is just an ordinary girlfriend of Xi Yu's administrative assistant.

This is as bizarre as the son of the boyfriend of the daughter of the second cousin's third aunt who hates his mortal enemy.

But despite all her words, Wen Yu refused to let go of his deep worries.

He also specially bought a lot of supplements and delivered them early in the morning, and stood at the door waiting for her to open the door.

Oh my God, couldn't she have informed Sister Sheng in advance?

Otherwise, is it a gift or a grudge?