Song Qingyu brought tables and chairs to the garden, intending to have dinner with Ning Zhen in the garden.

The air is fresh, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and the bright sunshine sprinkles bits of broken gold through the gaps of leaves.

With Song Qingyu accompanying these days, Ning Zhen's sad eyebrows stretched a lot and her expression improved a little.

Song Qingyu came over with the last plate of dishes, placed them in front of Ning Zhen, and smiled and said, "This is the sweet and sour pork ribs that Junior Sister Ye Ying likes to eat the most. How about my master's wife trying it?"

The color is tempting and the fragrance is swelling. Ning Zhen looked at it, but her nose was sour and her eyes suddenly turned red.

In fact, Song Qingyu has made a lot of dishes that Ye Ying and his three siblings like to eat these days, but he didn't know that this dish was special.

Ye Ying is the eldest daughter, Ye Sheng and Ning Zhen’s first child. She is the most similar to Ye Sheng, and even has the same taste.

And this dish was originally Ye Sheng’s favorite.

Song Qingyu sighed slightly, "Master's wife, I will definitely see you again." Whether it was Ye Sheng or their children.

Ning Zhen shook her head slightly, picked up the chopsticks, tasted a piece of ribs, and praised Song Qingyu for doing a good job.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Song Qingyu turned around and saw Duanmu Yan wearing ink clothes coming over.

With eyes facing each other, Song Qingyu frowned and withdrew his gaze. Duanmu Yan's eyes darkened a little.

"Auntie's complexion is much better." Duanmu Yan walked over, and the maid immediately brought the chair over. He sat opposite Ning Zhen and beside Song Qingyu.

Ning Zhen lowered her eyes to eat, ignoring Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan didn't care, so he asked the maid to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and tasted every dish on his own, saying that he liked the golden silk cake the most.

That was learned by Song Qingyu and his mother Wen Min. It was very complicated to make and friends loved it, especially Nangong Heng and Ye Ling.

Song Qingyu gave Ning Zhen the soup, and Duanmu Yan handed over his bowl.

Song Qingyu looked faint, took it over, served Duanmu Yan a bowl, and placed it in front of him.

Duanmu Yan stared at Song Qingyu's slender fingers uncontrollably, thinking that this person is so beautiful, and looks good everywhere.

"Young Master Duanmu, when will your father come back?" Song Qingyu put down his chopsticks and asked Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan ate the last piece of golden silk cake, took two more sips of the soup, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and shook his head, "I don't know. Are you asking him for trouble?"

"My master wants to meet Qi Miao, but I believe you can't make the decision." Song Qingyu said.

Duanmu Yan looked inexplicable. He almost forgot that Song Qingyu didn't say it. In another ten days, it would be the day when he and Qi Miao got married. He originally thought that Duanmu Yin's arrangement would be followed. At least Qi Miao is good-looking and he will not lose.

But now... Duanmu Yan looked at Song Qingyu and asked in a strange way, "Do you want me to get married with Qi Miao?"

Song Qingyu shook his head, "I don't want it."

"Why?" Duanmu Hikari was a little happy inexplicably.

"Because a person who loves flowers like Duanmu, who cherishes fragrance and jade, is not suitable for getting married," said Song Qingyu.

Duanmu Yan hummed lightly, "In your eyes, I am just a romantic ghost? I used to be, but I will definitely be in the future?"

Song Qingyu shook his head, "I don't know what happened before, and I have no way of knowing what happened next. No one knows these things better than Young Master Duanmu himself. He has nothing to say about me."

Having nothing to do with me... Duanmu Yan got angry! He hadn't touched a woman for more than half a month, because of why, he knew very well! But the "culprit" Song Qingyu knew nothing about it!

"Come with me!" Duanmu Yan suddenly stood up and walked out.

Ning Zhen frowned and looked uneasy. She always felt that Duanmu Yan she saw today was different from before.

Song Qingyu gave Ning Zhen a look of peace of mind, stood up and followed Duanmu Yan.

Until he entered Duanmu Yan's room, Song Qingyu saw Duanmu Yan stopping, and he stopped and stood at the door with a calm expression.

Duanmu Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Song Qingyu with anger.

Song Qingyu looked innocent and felt inexplicable...

"Young Master Duanmu comes to me, what's the point?" Song Qingyu asked.

Duanmu Hiro sat down and asked coldly: "What does the man you like look like?"

Song Qingyu was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "He is extremely beautiful." He likes his best brother, Nangong Heng. This is a fact. Although it is not a taboo love, brotherly love is also love.

Duanmu Yan sneered, "You just fell in love with that person's face?"

Song Qingyu shook his head, "You asked me about his appearance, and I answered what's wrong with his appearance?"

"He has got married, you still can't let it go?" Duanmu Yan looked at Song Qingyu coldly.

Song Qingyu nodded. Why should I let go of my good brother for life? Where to put it?

"Do you plan to keep going like this?" Duanmu Yan asked coldly.

Song Qingyu asked back: "How have you been? I am the prisoner captured by your father now. Are you going to let me go?"

"I'm not talking about this!" Duanmu Yan frowned, "You... will never like others in your life?"

"Who can tell the truth about the future?" Song Qingyu shook his head. He fell in love with a girl and had already decided how many babies he would have to give birth to in the future. However, this matter also depends on the will of heaven and the girl's wishes, so he just thought about it.

"If I say that I will no longer mess with those women in the future, do you believe it?" Duanmu Yan looked at Song Qingyu and asked.

Song Qingyu was stunned, "Is that so? Then I hope Young Master Duanmu will do what he says."

"Do you really want me to change?" Duanmu Yan suddenly felt a little better.

Song Qingyu nodded, "Of course, it is a great blessing in life for those girls who may be ruined by you."

Duanmu Yan's face turned dark, "You! They all volunteered to me! They are all superficial and vain women! You are the heart of a Bodhisattva!"

"They are all voluntary? So you have considered their feelings? Then they are still dreaming that you can be responsible for them and keep pampering them, why don't you care?" Song Qingyu asked back.

Duanmu Hikari:...

"You..." Song Qingyu frowned and looked at Duanmu Yan, "What are you angry about?"

Duanmu Yanhan didn't say anything with a face.

Song Qingyu turned around and left. Before he could go out, Duanmu Yan's low voice came from behind, "Are you willing to be with me?"

Song Qingyu's raised feet froze in the air, blinked, doubting that his ears had fallen, and had stepped out of the threshold.

The next moment, Song Qingyu was pulled back by a force, and the door was closed heavily.

Song Qingyu was actually a little confused when Duanmu Yan pressed his shoulder and pressed against the door.

Duanmu Yan looked at Song Qingyu's face that was as cold as Qingshuang from close range, and felt his heartbeat a little uncontrollable again, with a deep gaze, "I will protect you when I am with me, and I will treat you well, and there is no one else."

Once upon a time, Duanmu Hiros sneered at something for a lifetime and thought it was ridiculous. In his eyes, the love that was vowed to death was disturbed by mediocre people.

But what he said in person once slapped himself in the face.

Sometimes, I don’t believe in love because I haven’t met the person who makes me fall in love with you yet.

If you encounter it, you will be a disaster that cannot be escaped.

Song Qingyu reacted, pushed Duan Mu Yan away, frowned and said, "Stay away from me!"

Duanmu Hiro's face darkened, "I'm sincere!"

"I am also sincere, I sincerely hope you stay away from me." Song Qingyu said coldly, "Whatever I like men is your misunderstanding. I don't discriminate against your hobbies, but don't look for me."

"I don't care who you like in the past, I just want you to follow me in the future!" Duanmu Yan said coldly.

Song Qingyu lowered his eyes and finally understood what Duanmu Yan was doing today. But he actually couldn't understand that Duanmu Yan, a prodigal son who played the game, actually fell in love with him? Why? He didn't seem to have done anything.

"Give me an answer. As long as you nod, I can change it for you and never let anyone hurt you!" Duanmu Yan said with a burning look at Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu looked up and looked at Duanmu Yan calmly, "I am Duanmu Yin who caught me. I don't know whether you are involved in his evil deeds, nor will I vent my anger on you for no reason. I don't understand you as a good person or a bad person, and I don't want to evaluate you. How you treat women in the past has nothing to do with me. Therefore, I am not because of other rejection of you. I have someone I like, it's true. There is no possibility between us, I hope you can let go sooner."

Song Qingyu finished speaking, opened the door and left with great strides.

Duanmu Yan's face was gloomy and he broke a door with one punch, his voice was low, "Aheng, is it him..."

On the way back to the forbidden area, Song Qingyu couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly. What a mess! Duanmu Yan took the initiative to look for him at the beginning, and he had almost never said much in his impression, so why...

Song Qingyu never thought about deceiving Duanmu Yan's feelings and using him to get rid of the current predicament.

First, Song Qingyu is a beauty, but he really doesn't like it or is willing to use any beauty tricks. Whether he used to treat Qin Huafei or Luo Heng, it was not his intentional seduction. He even tried to stay away from them as much as possible, although it was useless.

Of course, there is no need to have any psychological burden to deceive bad people, but the problem is that no matter Ruyan's daughter Qin Huafei, Shangguan Ruo's daughter Luo Heng, or Duanmu Yin's son Duanmu Yan, the moral character of these second-generation people, when they first met, Song Qingyu would not have concluded that their parents were bitches because they were bitches.

At least put aside the grievances of their parents, there was no hatred between them at the beginning.

The only stain that Song Qingyu knew about Duanmu Yan was just romantic, but this belonged to the category of character. As long as he did not provoke someone who Song Qingyu cared about, it actually had nothing to do with Song Qingyu.

Secondly, Duanmu Yan is not a simple character, and Song Qingyu doesn’t think he can deceive him. Especially for emotional matters, Song Qingyu can’t pass that level, so how can he talk about coaxing Duanmu Yan?

When she returned to the forbidden area to see Ning Zhen, Song Qingyu was afraid that she would worry, so she spoke out bluntly.

Ning Zhen was stunned for a long time before she realized, frowned tightly, and gestured to remind Song Qingyu not to do anything irrational for her.

Song Qingyu was amused and crying, "Don't worry, Master's wife, I won't."

Could it be that he would hug Duanmu Yan and hug me? Song Qingyu felt creepy even when he thought about it! He couldn't hug men, such as his brother Nangong Heng, who has been holding hands since he was a child and even slept together, but this is different.

Song Qingyu deliberately mentioned Ning Zhen’s intention to see Qi Miao today to prevent Luo Heng from being exposed next, and suspected that it came to their heads.

Of course, Song Qingyu hopes that Luo Heng will not be exposed. Her ending is purely the result of her own behavior.

Duanmu Hikari has changed.
To be continued...