It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 82 She refused at the beginning (6)

"Young Madam, come and sit down." After she approached, Uncle Tong stood up quickly.

Yu Chiguang quickly walked over and stopped Uncle Tong: "Uncle Tong, sit down, I will do it myself."

Yu Chiguang sat down opposite Song Qingyi, only to realize that the two of them hadn't moved yet, they were waiting for her.

Then she said a little embarrassedly: "Uh... eat?"

At this time, Song Qingyi, who had been silent all the time, said, "I know I'm sorry, so don't be so late next time."

Yu Chiguang squeezed the chopsticks in his hand hard, raised his head and stared at Song Qingyi fiercely, but the other party didn't even look at her.

She just turned her head and said to Uncle Tong, "Uncle Tong, eat."

There is warmth in those words.

Uncle Tong just nodded repeatedly and said, "Eat, eat."

Then Uncle Tong said to Yu Chiguang again: "Young Madam, don't be in a daze, eat."

Even though Song Qingyi didn't look at her, it still couldn't stop Yu Chiguang from expressing her dissatisfaction with Song Qingyi, staring at him and taking two mouthfuls of food.

Song Qing sat upright in his seat, and he didn't seem to have any complexities in his eyes. He always ate gracefully.

A young lady born in a famous family will be taught these things since she was a child, and Yu Chiguang is no exception, but every time she sees Song Qingyi walking, eating, or drinking coffee, she feels different.

At least it is different from those famous young masters and young ladies she has come into contact with.

There is a different kind of dignity and elegance. So far, she has never met that kind of person who can surpass Song Qingyi in terms of temperament.

Thinking of this, Yu Chiguang glared at him even more sullenly, he should be a businessman with a stinky body, no matter how he looks from top to bottom, he looks dignified and elegant!

The three rarely ate at the same table. After all, Uncle Tong was still a servant in the Song family. Although no one in this villa regarded him as a servant, he still kept his duty and never overstepped.

While eating, the three of them kept talking without saying a word. Most of the time, it was Uncle Tong and Yu Chiguang who were talking, and Song Qingyi occasionally added a sentence or two.

Seeing the dark waves flowing between the young couple, Uncle Tong shook his head inconspicuously, and thought with a light smile, "You are so young!"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the dinner ended later than usual, probably because everyone ate slowly on purpose.

Unlike the usual time when Song Qingyi and Yu Chiguang ate together, every time Song Qingyi ate in silence while Yu Chiguang chirped.

Until Song Qingyi left after eating, leaving Yu Chiguang to eat alone, he felt that he had no appetite, so it was resolved after a few bites.

At the end of the meal, Yu Chiguang felt like "the last dinner" in his heart, and the sadness in his heart spread.

After the meal, Yu Chiguang volunteered to help Uncle Tong clean up the dishes.

This move drew Song Qingyi's glance.

Yu Chiguang was feeling sad right now, so he didn't bother to talk to her.

Song Qing frowned as he watched her carry the plate into the kitchen, but he remembered one thing clearly.

A few years ago, Uncle Tong was sick and unable to move in bed, so Song Qingyi could only cook dinner by himself.

Then, under Yu Chiguang's delighted and envious eyes, Song Qing couldn't help cooking a few more dishes as soon as his self-confidence swelled.

In fact, the taste is not very good, but in the opinion of Yu Chiguang who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers.

Cooking is nothing short of an advanced stunt.

　Let me take a test to see if any night owls come and go in the wee hours of the morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)