Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Heart, Squeeze It from Time to Time
Song Song and Xiao Jiuru looked over simultaneously, only to see Xiao Jinghuai and Qiao Yu standing there, with the one who had just spoken being Qiao Yu...
Qiao Yu stepped up to them in high heels, her eyes darting around before finally settling on Song Song, "What were you two doing just now?"
"Oh, we were..."
"We were just chatting, what’s the matter?"
Xiao Jiuru answered first, then looked pointedly at Xiao Jinghuai and asked emphatically, "How did you two end up coming back together?"
Qiao Yu gritted her teeth slightly, "We, we are..."
At this point, Xiao Jinghuai had already walked over to her side, reaching out to stop Qiao Yu, who seemed about to move forward to argue, and said in a clear voice, "Uncle, today I asked Qiao Yu for help."
"Oh, so that’s how it is!"
Xiao Jiuru looked somewhat unconvinced, making Qiao Yu feel all the more awkward.
She didn’t understand what was going on. Could Xiao Jiuru have really taken a liking to Song Song?
No, it shouldn’t be. He surely has other ulterior motives.
Then Xiao Jiuru smiled again and said, "Well, since everyone’s fine, that’s good news."
"Song Song, shall we still start dinner at six o’clock punctual today?"
Song Song was taken aback by the question and, already feeling somewhat guilty, answered particularly lacking in confidence, "...Yes, still the same time, I’ll go prepare now."
Having said that, she quickly made her escape, pretending not to notice someone’s deep gaze.
After Song Song left, Xiao Jinghuai also said expressionlessly, "I’ll go to the study."
Once Qiao Yu confirmed that only she and Xiao Jiuru were left in the hall, her mild and elegant face slowly changed, "What exactly are you doing!"
"Chatting? Is there really a need to get that close to her?"
Xiao Jiuru laughed smugly, casually flicking invisible dust off Qiao Yu’s shoulder, "What, are you angry? Is it necessary? I haven’t said I’m interested in her, nor am I sleeping with her, your jealousy is quite unfounded."
"Qiao Yu, we’re only pretending, and I have absolutely no interest in turning fake into real, remember that."
"You, you..." Qiao Yu was so angry her mouth trembled, "Who has any interest in you, I’m just upset that my person is being meddled with by her!"
Xiao Jiuru laughed mockingly, "You finally told the truth, just upset, nothing to do with feelings."
Qiao Yu wanted to argue back, but the man already didn’t give her the chance, turning to leave, leaving her stomping her feet in anger behind him —
Why is even he slowly siding with that woman?
What kind of charm does she have?
...
Dinner started precisely at six, as scheduled. Song Song nervously watched Mr. Xiao come down from upstairs, her heart pounding hard.
Seeing a certain someone coming down from upstairs, her heart felt as if it were being squeezed in someone’s hand, squeezed occasionally.
Xiao Zhongzhen looked at the table full of aromatic Chinese dishes and nodded in satisfaction, "Today, Song Song, you really put some effort into it. Making sweet potato porridge for this old man at lunch, and now cooking up such a grand table of dishes for dinner, I must commend, commend."
Hearing this, Song Song could only smile awkwardly. If only she really could make such a big table of dishes!
Wait, she had forgotten, she forgot about her cooking skills, Xiao Jinghuai and Qiao Yu are both aware!
The notion of "only heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know" doesn’t really apply here.
Just as she was about to confess, she saw Mr. Xiao suddenly stand up abruptly from his chair...
Pointing at the table full of delicious-looking food, he angrily said, "Where on earth did these damn things come from?"