Who’s The Boss?

Yu Jing said: "When JOICE was born, my second uncle and second aunt were already separated. They were still photographed by the paparazzi at the time. However, they did not complete the divorce procedures until JOICE reached one year old. Although I don’t know why they must divorce. Since you are willing to give birth to a child, it certainly won't be really unfeeling."

Song Qingcheng remembered the calm expression on Yu Tingchuan's face when he said "son" last night...

For the first time, she truly felt that she and Yu Tingchuan lived in two completely different worlds.

Thirty-four-year-old Yu Tingchuan has experienced several major events in his life. Marriage, childbirth, divorce, from entering the marriage hall with college classmates to parting ways with each other, somehow, Song Qingcheng has such a picture in his mind. , Yu Tingchuan in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of the priest, watching the bride walking step by step in a white wedding dress and holding a bouquet in hand.

A perfect match is a match made in heaven.

That scene should be able to use all the words of congratulations.

At that time, Yu Tingchuan was at least ten years younger than now.

The words of Shen Che's admonition lingered in his ears again, and Song Qingcheng couldn't help but reflect on whether he had chosen Yu Tingchuan in the first place.

The two-and-a-half-day final exam kicked off in the drizzle.

On Sunday morning, the last English test was over.

As soon as Song Qingcheng left the classroom, he turned on the phone and saw Shen Che's missed call. After returning the call, the two quickly met in front of the dormitory.

Shen Che borrowed a Chery QQ from a friend, which was enough to carry Song Qingcheng's luggage.

"How was your test?" Shen Che turned his head and asked when he went upstairs.

Song Qingcheng replied carelessly: "It's okay."

"You said it's okay, then there must be no problem." Seeing Song Qingcheng still holding a few books in his arms, Shen Che hurriedly grabbed them, and said, "I have already asked about it at the clubhouse, but because of the last time, I am the foreman who asked someone to help me ask. The foreman said that I do need a few temporary workers. I have already agreed with Sister Ling and let her introduce you in."

Last time, Song Qingcheng was bitten by a border shepherd dog in the clubhouse.

Shen Che continued: "The salary is 150 a day. Sister Ling will help you. It is a daily settlement. The corkage fee is extra. The evening shift is from Monday to Thursday, from 5:30 pm to 11 pm. Guests can leave early if they leave early."

"Also in the box on the seventh floor?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Shen Che squinted her: "Could it be that you still want to go to the eighth floor?"

The eighth floor of the imperial court is a senior suite, which has the same meaning as a hotel room and is used for overnight guests.

As for the circumstances under which you need to stay overnight, it goes without saying.

During the conversation, the two arrived at the dormitory on the fifth floor.

Yuanwei’s dormitory building has two large dormitories on each floor. Each large dormitory includes four small dormitories plus a hall. The toilets and shower rooms are arranged next to the hall.

Song Qingcheng came back late, and the others were almost finished, ready to leave.

When Song Qingcheng was sorting her clothes, Shen Che climbed to the upper bunk to help her remove the mosquito nets, and was busy. Because the air conditioner could not be turned on during the holidays, the two sweated. Song Qingcheng went to wring a wet towel and wipe Shen Che's face. He just got out of the bathroom. Coming out, the phone rang, it was a call from Yu Jing.

Without waiting for her to answer, Yu Jing's breathless voice came from the gate of the dormitory: "You really haven't left."

Song Qingcheng raised her head when she heard the sound, Yu Jing had already ran into the hall with her hands on her hips, and when her breathing eased slightly, she said, "Are everything packed?"

"What's wrong?" Song Qingcheng asked her.

"I asked you the other day, didn’t you say that your uncle wouldn’t come to pick you up? I told my second uncle, I will send you off by the way. Although Gu Jiazhi also came, my second uncle’s Land Rover drove today without four people and luggage. It will be crowded."

At this time, Shen Che came out of the dormitory while still bending over and putting on shoes: "Song Song, is it better to eat sauerkraut fish at noon—"

He didn't finish his words because he saw Yu Jing.

Yu Jing and Shen Che stared at them with big eyes. After a few seconds, they moved to Song Qingcheng and asked in a low voice, "Are you guys in your class? Why haven't they seen them before."

Song Qingcheng replied: "It's my friend."

As soon as the voice fell, Yu Jing's eyes fell behind Song Qingcheng: "Second Uncle, are you coming up too?"

Song Qingcheng turned his head and saw Yu Tingchuan as expected.

When meeting Yu Tingchuan’s eyes, Song Qingcheng was taken aback, but then he returned to normal. Shen Che, who was wearing shoes, saw Yu Tingchuan coming. Both his expression and demeanor were slightly cramped, and he stayed in the small dormitory for a while. At the door, I'm not sure if this shoelace should be squatted down to tie it.

Yu Tingchuan walked over with one hand in his trouser pocket and the car key in the other.

He glanced deeply, his gaze stayed on Song Qingcheng for a few seconds, and finally looked at Yu Jing: "Is everything packed?"

Yu Jing then remembered her purpose of coming up, and turned to ask Song Qingcheng, but Song Qingcheng said, "No, my friend will send me back."

"Yes, I borrowed a car from my colleague." Shen Che interjected in a timely manner.

After listening, Yu Tingchuan raised his deep eyes to look at Song Qingcheng.

As if waiting for her own answer.

Song Qingcheng didn't dodge his gaze, and looked at him calmly: "Shen Che came to pick me up on a special trip, and the car stopped downstairs."

"..."

After getting an answer, Yu Tingchuan nodded and said to Yu Jing: "Let's go."

Then he turned and left, his back as tall and straight as he had come.

After Yu Jing's figure disappeared at the gate, Shen Che walked to Song Qingcheng: "This Hengyuan boss is really leisurely. He will pick up the child in person on a vacation. You said he was sitting in the dormitory and drinking tea. Well, let's just stand there and call the customer, so that you won't really be busy with the rag."

"Who knows." Song Qingcheng retracted his gaze: "We have packed everything, let's go, too."

The two went downstairs and came out of the dormitory building. Song Qingcheng subconsciously looked towards another dormitory building, but there were only two or three ordinary cars on the roadside.

Shen Che put the things behind, closed the trunk door and came over: "Get in the car."

On the road, when waiting for the red light, Shen Che said without end: "Yu Tingchuan's eyes are a little weird when I look at you."