"I also want to be filial to you and Uncle He in the future." Ruan Yousi said softly, his eyes rolled, and he took out his hand to unlock it while saying, "Aunt Ge, I really didn't lie to you at the banquet two years ago. If you don't believe me, please see."

She clicked on the album and showed her the photo of Song Qianti and Wen Linyan having dinner.

"The last time I was at the banquet."

Ge Lijiao took the phone and looked carefully, her face becoming more and more ugly.

"Song Qianti actually dared to cuckold my son! Why didn't you take out this photo earlier?!"

"Grandma prefers Song Qianti, and Grandpa He listens to my grandma again. Song Qianti will definitely not admit it based on these photos, so I want to collect some evidence from her and this man and hand it over to Grandma and Grandpa He."

Ge Lijiao asked: "Did you collect any of these in addition to these?"

Ruan Yousi said: "I have found a private detective and it should be there soon."

Ge Lijiao nodded.

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Song Qianti went home after eating seafood noodles.

She is going to prepare for the three-year international fashion design competition.

Although she is not inconsistent with the rules, she is more serious than anyone else when doing serious things.

She stayed in the study for an afternoon, but didn't even go to the toilet. She didn't come out of the study until Wen Linyan came back from get off work and rang the doorbell.

Wen Linyan asked: "Why did it take so long to open the door?"

She stretched and moved her cervical spine toward the sofa: "I didn't hear it in the study at first."

Wen Linyan followed her into the house, carrying vegetables in her hand.

A little surprise flashed in his eyes: "Do you still have a study here?"

Song Qianti walked to the water dispenser with a cup: "It's that small room."

She didn't say that, he thought that room was also a guest room.

He asked, "You don't work, what are you doing for a study?"

"I live in three rooms alone. Anyway, it's empty. When I'm fine, I will read books and cultivate my sentiment." Song Qianti took a few sips of water to moisten her throat, "Let's go out to eat today."

She didn't feel that she had been idle just now, and she felt that she was already hungry and couldn't wait for him to cook.

"Okay." Wen Linyan carried the dishes into the kitchen and put them into the refrigerator.

When he came out of it, Song Qianti had already changed her shoes and was waiting for him at the door with her bag.

The two went out and Wen Linyan took her to a newly opened private restaurant.

The newly opened store has an extremely elegant environment, and pots of green ivy are placed on the decorative table.

While the two were having dinner, a thin man in a gray sweatshirt and jeans was secretly taking photos at them with his cell phone.

Wen Linyan faced him head-on, and noticed a strong gaze staring at them, and he looked up.

The man who was secretly photographed quickly reacted and immediately pretended to be playing with his cell phone, and asked the waiter to add a pot of water to him.

Wen Linyan stared at the man, closed his eyes, and sucked the tissue to wipe his mouth gracefully.

Seeing that Song Qianti had eaten more than usual today, he curled his lips slightly: "Did you not have lunch?"

Song Qianti put down his chopsticks and served soup: "I ate it, but now when I eat, I don't have you to accompany me, and I feel that nothing is delicious."

Wen Linyan's brows moved slightly, which reminded him of the time when he had dinner with Zhong Qiuyao. She said that he was beautiful and delicious.

He didn't like this metaphor of her very much.

Because of lack of masculinity.
Chapter completed!