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Chapter 49

Mu Qingcheng spat out the porridge she had just taken a bite of.

She glared at Qin Chuyu and said unhappily, "Do you really need to worry about this? It's just a few tens of thousands of dollars."

"As for that, why use mine when you can use your money. I'm a poor man and I have to take care of two daughters, so I'll save as much as possible." Qin Chuyu raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go and hand it in. I'll give you the key tomorrow. You stupid bastard, I'll kill you with my daily grind!"

In fact, Mu Qingcheng really wanted to say that the building was all hers, but she felt it would be too lonely for her to live there alone, so she rented out all the floors except the 17th, 18th and 19th. Qin Chuyu could live on any floor he wanted.

But she didn't expect that this damn salted fish would actually remind her and ask her to pay for a few tens of thousands of dollars?

It's already been paid, why does this dead salted fish still say "I don't need to use my money when I can use hers"?

What’s the matter, “What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is still mine”?

If she couldn't beat this damn salted fish, she would have thrown her into the river to sober her up!

It really makes me uncomfortable that we are still so clear about the separation until now!

"By the way, how is the investigation of previous events going?" Qin Chuyu suddenly asked.

"what?"

Mu Qingcheng was considering how to find an opportunity to kick this dead salted fish to vent his anger. When he saw him ask this question, he thought for a while and said, "Fortunately, there are new clues. We should be able to find out after a while."

"Well, as long as you can handle it."

"Well, I'll give you an explanation."

After saying that, the two fell into silence and stopped talking.

Mu Qingcheng lowered her head and drank her hot porridge, while Qin Chuyu clasped her hands across her chest and looked at the river surface that was sparkling under the moonlight. Her eyes were very calm, without a trace of ripples.

The two of them are like a pair of most familiar strangers. They can talk non-stop and can guess each other's thoughts.

But once they calmed down, the atmosphere and aura created by the two of them seemed very strange.

Just like now, although we are sitting face to face, it always gives people a feeling that we are strangers and just sitting together by chance.

It was late at night, and a gentle breeze blew by the river, ruffling a strand of Mu Qingcheng's hair that was hanging loosely on her cheek.

Mu Qingcheng habitually lifted it up with her hand, and secretly glanced at Qin Chuyu who was sitting opposite her. She found that the other person's eyes were not here, but were staring at the river. For a moment, she felt inexplicably unhappy.

Am I that bad?

I'm wearing such sexy pajamas in front of you and you don't even take a peek?

Where did your bad temper go?

Is the river as pretty as me? Are you so obsessed with it?

What? Is there a snail girl in there?

Can't you just take a sneak peek and satisfy my vanity?

Mu Qingcheng didn't know that she was now like a little girl who had just begun to fall in love. When she met someone she liked or cared about, she didn't want the other person to keep looking at her, which would make her feel embarrassed, but she also wanted the other person to secretly glance at her and be noticed, which would prove that the other person cared about her very much.

Mu Qingcheng didn’t know why she was like this, but she became like this after this dead salted fish came back.

Maybe, it’s because she thinks this dead salted fish belongs to her, so she will naturally pay more attention to it?

This is the psychological comfort that Mu Qingcheng gives herself.

It's like she has a pet, and she used to be very caring and cuddly to it, and obeyed its every command, but she still finds it annoying and hits and kicks it.

As a result, after the pet ran away from home and came back, it was too lazy to look at her and ignored her.

They eat her food, live in her house, use her things, but just ignore her.

This made her, as the owner, very unhappy.

But what she didn't know was that in the river surface Qin Chuyu was looking at, there was a beautiful reflection of a figure, and his eyes were always on her.

He could see even the slightest change in the emotions on her face.

Including her inexplicable anger, seeing his cheeks puffed up almost made Qin Chuyu laugh so hard that she almost got internal injuries.

He never thought that this silly woman would have such a feminine side.

You know what, it's quite cute.

"I'm stuffed."

"Well, why are there so many left?" Qin Chuyu's eyelids twitched when he saw that there was still half a pot of porridge.

Mu Qingcheng didn't shy away from reaching her hand into her pajamas and touching her bulging belly in front of him. She glanced at him and said, "Do you think I'm a pig? This pot of porridge is for four people, and I've eaten more than one person's portion. That's enough. This is considered an excessive intake. I'm already 120% full."

"Ugh, I'm so full."

Qin Chuyu complained as he packed up his things: "Don't give me that. You'd probably only be at the bottom of a pot of porridge before. When I took a shower, the pot of snails and duck feet I bought was left with snails!"

"Don't even leave me one side dish!"

Mu Qingcheng's pretty face turned slightly red, and she quietly defended herself, "I had Xiao Qi and the others at that time, so I ate more when I was pregnant... and I didn't finish it! Didn't I leave some pickled bamboo shoots and snails for you?"

"Go away, you didn't eat the snails because you're pregnant and can't eat too much, otherwise you would have been left with a bunch of empty shells for me!"

"As for the pickled bamboo shoots, I don't really like eating them. Is there any point in keeping them?"

Mu Qingcheng tilted her head and looked at Qin Chuyu with a strange look: "Aren't you a cousin from Lang Province? Don't people there like to eat hot and sour food? I remember you used to like a kind of rice noodle called snail rice noodle? One of the main ingredients in that rice noodle is also sour bamboo shoots, right? It is said that without it, snail rice noodle is not snail rice noodle anymore."

"You are from Cantonese, so you can eat hot and sour food better than me. I rarely add sour bamboo shoots to my river snail rice noodle. I don't eat them even if I add them. I just eat them for the taste."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Mu Qingcheng muttered.

"Let's go. I have to go back quickly. It's almost three o'clock and there won't be any taxis available later."

"You didn't drive here?"

"No, it's useless to open it. I'm drunk."

Mu Qingcheng frowned: "Drink less, it's not good for your health."

"This is for yourself."

Seeing Qin Chuyu pick up her things and leave, Mu Qingcheng subconsciously asked: "Aren't you going to take me home?"

Qin Chuyu said coldly: "You are so tough, are you afraid of being robbed? Besides, aren't your CEOs in novels able to beat ten people at once? Why should I worry about that?"

"If I have to worry, I have to worry about who is so blind as to dare to rob you, and who is not afraid that you will rob me and lose all my bitter tea seeds."

Mu Qingcheng: "..."

Mu Qingcheng squatted down, picked up the slippers, and aimed at the back of Qin Chuyu's head.

"I throw it!"

With a "whoosh" sound, the slippers flew out at a high speed, forming a perfect arc in Mu Qingcheng's eyes, and were about to hit the back of Qin Chuyu's head with extremely fast speed and high accuracy, allowing her to vent her anger. However, Qin Chuyu didn't even turn her head back and grabbed the flying slippers with her backhand.

Mu Qingcheng was so shocked that she was stunned.

What made Mu Qingcheng drop her jaw even more was that after Qin Chuyu grabbed the slipper, he actually ran away!

He even grabbed her slipper and took it away!

Mu Qingcheng just stood there in a daze, like a stupid chicken, unable to move, and watched Qin Chuyu grab her slippers and run away.

It took Mu Qingcheng a long while to come back to her senses.

"Ahhhhhhh! You bastard! Slippers! My slippers! You bastard! Give my slippers back to me! Don't run!"

"You actually threw slippers at me? Ha, woman, you have successfully attracted my attention."

"I won't give you my slippers even if I throw them into the river! Lululu! Just jump back in! Ahahahaha!"

"You bastard! Stop right there! Stop right there!"

"I just ate! Hurry up and give me back my slippers! Otherwise I will tell Xiao Qi and the others tomorrow that you bullied me!"

"Be a real man, if you say you won't give it to me, then don't give it to me. If you have the guts, then walk back barefoot!"

"What the hell..."

Mu Qingcheng was so angry that she really took off her other slipper and threw it at some cheap bastard.

Bang!

Right in the back of the head.