"I'm not doing anything, I'm just chatting with people." Lin Fanyue turned off the screen and put her phone on the table.

Jiang Qingxin stared at her for a few seconds. She glanced at her quickly just now. She could only vaguely see that the profile picture was that of a man. She couldn't see the front part clearly, but the last two sentences seemed strange to her, "You have a boyfriend?"

"Huh?" Lin Fanyue's eyes widened, "I'm in the laboratory every day, who am I going to talk to about my boyfriend?"

"You're not talking about your boyfriend, and you're always holding your phone and sending WeChat messages."

Jiang Qing carefully counted, "When we were having lunch in the cafeteria, you kept chatting with others. I came to the laboratory to find you, and you were also chatting during your break. Anyway, I didn't know what you were talking about. After a while, I was facing you.

You are smiling at your phone, sometimes you are angry at it, and sometimes you are worried. You said, how is your appearance different from when you first fell in love?"

Lin Fanyue was stunned. It seemed like oh, although she and Song Qingrui didn't meet every day recently, they chatted on WeChat every day. They were all about trivial matters in life. Sometimes Song Qingrui took the initiative to chat with her and share something about him.

As time went by, she got used to it, and she would take the initiative to contact him, or grab a cup of coffee or have lunch in the cafeteria.

But she felt it was nothing.

She had just divorced and her life was actually very empty except for her children.

Jiang Qingxin also has her own boyfriend and children. Ruan Yan is often busy filming, and she has never had time recently. Chatting with Song Qingrui helped her fill the gap in her life, and sometimes she seemed not to be so lonely.

"Qingqing, you are overthinking. I do want to fall in love, but you know that at this stage, my main priorities are children and work, and I have failed time and time again in my relationship. I don't have the courage anymore."

Lin Fanyue explained, "I was just chatting with Qing Rui."

A strange look flashed across Jiang Qingxin's face, "Fanyue, Song Qingrui... maybe he likes you."

Lin Fanyue was speechless, "You are thinking too much. He treats me as...brother and sister, okay?"

She originally wanted to say sisters, but Qingqing is so perceptive that she still has to be cautious.

"Really?" Jiang Qingxin didn't believe it at all, but the brother and sister would call him "Baby Fanyue".

But seeing Lin Fanyue's complete disbelief, she found it quite unbelievable.

"Really, I treat Song Qingrui as a friend and a relative, just like you." Lin Fanyue said, "He is really nice. He is very good at taking me to eat and playing. I will invite you next time we have dinner.

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"You guys?" Jiang Qingxin's eyebrows moved subtly, "Do you often eat in private?"

"I've eaten there a few times, but it was always my treat. Let him treat me next time." Lin Fanyue sighed, "The place he took me to was delicious, but a bit expensive."

Jiang Qingxin held her forehead, "Don't you just want to go back to accompany Yueyue after get off work? Do you still have time to have a meal?"

"We took Yueyue with us."

Jiang Qingxin is someone who has been here before, "Can it be delicious when you take your children out to eat?"

"Yes, usually Song Qingrui takes the lead, and Yueyue is very good with him."

Jiang Qingxin: "..."

She didn't want to say anything anymore. She was sure that Song Qingrui absolutely liked Fan Yue, but just not knowing Fan Yue was like being ignorant.

Could it be that the authorities are blinded by the confusion of bystanders?

...

After returning to the villa in the evening, Jiang Qingxin told Huo Xu the matter in a complicated and worried manner, "Tell me, does Song Qingrui like Fanyue? After all, they are not related by blood. I think he must have ideas."

Huo Xu closed the notebook, stretched out his hand, and pulled his beloved little woman to sit on his lap. "Whether he has any thoughts or not, at this stage, he can't speak out."

Jiang Qingxin looked down at her man's handsome face, "Is it because Fanyue is the president's goddaughter?"

"Well, Lin Fanyue is Song Rong's ex-wife. When word spreads about this relationship, no one can accept it. But do you know who is the most unacceptable?" Huo Xu looked at her fiercely.

Jiang Qingxin's mind flashed, "Fanyue?"


Chapter completed!