This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 552 Remember to come to Yuhe Tea House when you are free!

  Online, #砚时柒老公#, #砚时柒家境#, #郦城秦四少#, these three topics, appeared in the top three in the hot search side by side.

  The most popular one is the speculation about her family situation. Netizens not only have glaring eyes, but sometimes they also look like a mob. For fear that the gossip is not enough to attract the eyes, they began to add fuel to the fire.

  Tiancheng Entertainment launched the public relations method at the first time, and kept contacting Weibo to remove hot searches as soon as possible.

  But there were too many netizens participating in the discussion. Ten minutes after the hot search was removed, it made a comeback again.

  At ten o'clock in the morning, Yan Shiqi was sitting alone in the living room of Linhu Bay. Lin's wife went out to buy groceries, while she was lying on the sofa, reclining under the blanket in a daze.

  The rumors on the Internet did not affect her at all.

  The reason she was stunned was that she was wondering if she should go to see Wen Cheng for a while.

  The phone rang at this time. She picked it up and saw that it was a long-lost number.

   stupefied for a moment, she pressed her lips to connect, and took the lead to say hello, "Ms. Song."

  Song Qiyu, a person who has not been in touch for a long time.

   On the phone, his voice was low and gentle, with a few scrolls of warmth, "If you hadn't watched your live broadcast, I wouldn't know that you have returned to Licheng."

   "I just came back yesterday. Teacher Song also watched it?"

  On the other side of Song Qiyu, there was a shallow wind. He seemed to be outside. After the wind passed, his voice became tight. "It just so happens that I was free today, and I was fortunate to watch a very unique live broadcast."

  His words always seem to be so dripping, even if they haven’t been in contact for a long time, they won’t make people feel uncomfortable.

  Yan Shiqi leaned on the sofa and changed his posture. His eyes fell on the bleak scenery outside the window, dyed a faint smile, "Ms. Song laughed, you call me, what's the matter?"

  I haven't contacted her for a long time. Could it be because of a live broadcast and chatting with her?

  In my impression, Song Qiyu is not good at maintaining communication.

  As she spoke in doubt, before waiting for the answer from the other party, the door of the villa's entrance was suddenly knocked on.

  The people outside the door seemed to be very anxious, the knocking on the door became more and more rapid, and it seemed that they were impatient.

   "Teacher Song, wait a minute!"

  Yan Shiqi lifted the blanket and walked quickly to the entrance with slippers. Outside the door opened with the cold wind, there was a warm orange with a burnt face.

  "Are you okay?" Opening the door, she expressed concern when she saw people.

  Yan Shiqi was shocked, smiled and shook her head and pulled her in the door, then pointed to the phone, and signaled Wen Cheng to wait.

  She and Wen Cheng stepped into the living room one after another, and spoke to the phone again, "Mr. Song!"

  Song Qiyu pondered, "Are you busy?"

   "No, it does not affect, you say!"

"Since something is going on, I won't bother you. I called you today, mainly to remind you that since you are back to Licheng, remember to come to Yuhe Tea Art House when you have time. Your tea art class hasn't finished yet, I haven't forgotten it. Right."

  Song Qiyu’s reminder tone was calm, like a serious and responsible teacher.

  At this moment, Yan Shiqi's face was a little hot, and suddenly he felt that he had reported to the tea art class on a whim, like a child with only three minutes of heat, but did not stick to it.

  Think about it carefully, it seems that I haven’t made tea for my fourth brother for a long time.

  Yan Shiqi's thoughts surged, biting the corner of her lower lip rather embarrassingly, and found a step for herself by the way, "I haven't forgotten, thank you Teacher Song for reminding me. I'll be over when I'm done."

"Well, wait for you!"

   hung up the phone, Yan Shiqi's eyes flickered, and he recalled the knowledge of the tea ceremony slightly, and then a thought floated in his mind: What is the name of the tea props?

  (End of this chapter)