Qingxi closed the door and went home at half past eight, and Lin Wanyin was just about to go out. Han Ying hired tutors for all the courses. Lin Wanyin only had one hour classes in the afternoon from Monday to Friday, and two hours in the afternoon on weekends.

"Go and rest quickly." Lin Wanyin felt very distressed when touching her daughter's red face.

Qingxi smiled, stood at the door, watching her mother's rickshaw turn out of Laoliu Lane, and she went in.

Hualien Road, Han Family Villa.

Gu Shiqin sat on the sofa in the hall in a long gown. He heard footsteps coming from the stairs. He put down the tea bowl and raised his head. He saw Han Rong rolling up his sleeves and wearing a casual black sweater with short hair. The thirty-five-year-old man probably didn't have much family affairs, and his whole body was filled with a vigor that only young people could have.

Gu Shiqin was a little envious. In fact, he was only two years older than Han Rong. If he had gotten married later...

"Brother Gu is fine, why are you free to see me today?" Han Rong greeted with a smile. He likes to be friends with businessmen, and Gu Shiqin is also an old customer of Jiang Sheng Bank.

Gu Shiqin smiled and said, "The factory is busy every day, and I finally got some time. I wanted to find someone to play chess. The first thing I thought of was Brother Han. How about Brother Han? Do you have any spare time?"

"It's rare that Brother Gu is pleased with me, I'm happy to accompany you." Han Rong responded happily, accompanied Gu Shiqin to have some tea and talk about some financial matters, so he asked Li's mother to go and play Go.

Two middle-aged men sat face to face on the sofa, concentrating on playing chess. Han Ying rushed over like a bird and sat beside her father. The men were all thinking about it on the chessboard. Han Ying watched the chess for a while and looked up at the door, so as soon as Lin Wanyin appeared in front of the door, Han Ying noticed it and jumped happily: "Teacher Lin!"

Gu Shiqin was about to make a move, but his hands trembled when he heard the sound.

Han Rong raised his eyebrows and looked over. Gu Shiqin had returned to his normal expression.

Gu Shiqin sat with his back to the door. Lin Wanyin glanced briefly and did not recognize his old friend. As for Han Rong who set a strange rule, Lin Wanyin didn't need to say hello politely. As soon as Han Ying came over, Lin Wanyin followed Han Ying to the stairs. Just as the teachers and students were about to pass by the sofa, Han Rong suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "Brother Gu didn't find such an obvious trap. Is it because he has something else to worry about?"

Brother Gu...

Lin Wanyin couldn't help looking at the sofa, just in time to meet the complicated eyes that Gu Shiqin cast, and felt guilt and thoughts intertwined.

When meeting the person you least want to see in the most unexpected place, Lin Wanyin's face changed suddenly, she immediately withdrew her gaze, and with the help of Han Ying, she barely blocked her body.

The teachers and students disappeared in an instant at the corner of the stairs, and only two gentle sounds of climbing the stairs came.

Gu Shiqin lowered his eyes and silently picked up the chess piece.

"Brother Gu is looking for me this time, isn't it for playing chess?" Han Rong leaned against the sofa and asked Gu Shiqin with a slight squint.

Gu Shiqin smiled bitterly, looked at the stairs, and said calmly: "If Mingyan had not been romantic outside, Teacher Lin would have been his future mother-in-law."

Han Rong nodded unexpectedly and said as if he suddenly realized: "So she is the Mrs. Xu..."

Gu Shiqin obscured Han Rong.

Han Rong was afraid of women and even more afraid of beautiful women. Everyone knows that, why did Han Rong choose Wanyin as his daughter's Guqin teacher? Gu Shiqin has found out that there was also a veteran Guqin teacher who came to the Han family for an interview that day. Gu Shiqin still admires Lin Wanyin. The more he cares, the more likely he suspects that other men have other intentions for their lovers.

Come here today, Gu Shiqin deliberately showed traces in front of Han Rong not to see Lin Wanyin. The two met since childhood and were considered old friends who had been dealing with for 30 years. Gu Shiqin hoped that Han Rong would have some thoughts about Lin Wanyin as soon as possible for his sake.

They are all old foxes in the mall, who doesn’t know who?

Han Rong shook his head helplessly at Gu Shiqin, feeling that Gu Shiqin was thinking too much.

However, when Gu Shiqin came to the door and hinted not to touch the woman he liked, Han Rong felt a little unhappy on his chest.

After Gu Shiqin left, Han Rong put his hands in his pockets and slowly went upstairs.

When he entered the door, the gentle sound of the piano was paused.

"Dad, why are you here? Uncle Gu left?" Han Ying asked strangely. His father would never come if his teacher taught her before.

Lin Wanyin faced Guqin and heard Han Rong say that Gu Shiqin had left, she relaxed.

"You guys keep going, I'll read the newspaper." Han Rong sat at the desk by the window, unfolded the newspaper, and blocked his face in an instant.

The sound of the piano continued, playing it big and small. Han Rong slowly moved away from the newspaper and looked at it secretly, and his eyes fell directly on the woman playing the piano. She faced her side, wearing a plain cheongsam with a smile on her lips, which was for her daughter to see, but she was worried, but she didn't know whether it was for her deceased husband or Gu Shiqin who had just left for a while.

Han Rong put the newspaper in a straightening manner, but the exquisite lines outlined by the woman by the cheongsam seemed to be in front of her.

Han Rong pulled the collar and had to say that this teacher Lin was indeed very beautiful.

At ten o'clock, Qingxi led Cuicui and Xiaolan set out again and turned to Yuqiao Street. Because it was a weekend, the street was crowded.

"Borrowed." Someone behind him rang the car bell.

The three girls looked back together and saw a bicycle rushing over. Cuicui Xiaolan immediately pushed Qingxi to the side, but there were fewer pedestrians on their side, and the man riding the bicycle could only brake here. When the bicycle completely stopped the rushing, the wheels in front were parked in front of Qingxi's embroidered shoes.

"Are you okay?" the man asked with lingering fear. When he raised his head, he finally saw the girl opposite him clearly. The girl of fifteen or sixteen years old has fair skin as white as jade, her face is as tender as the pear petals that have just bloomed. Her black and beautiful almond eyes look at the bicycle in panic, as if she has not walked out of the accident.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Gao Yuan quickly apologized, supported the myopic glasses on his nose, and then solemnly stretched out his right hand to Qingxi: "I am Gao Yuan, a columnist of Hangzhou Daily. I made an appointment with Shanju Shao Chen to meet at 10 o'clock. I was in a hurry to run and ran into this lady. I'm really sorry."

The man has fair skin and beautiful facial features, and he looks like an intellectual at first glance. Qingxi shook his head and said it was okay.

Gao Yuan was still staring at her blankly.

Qingxi blushed.

Cui Cui snorted, blocked the lady and stared at Gao Yuan and said, "Are you going to Shanjuke? Why are you still doing here?"

Gao Yuan's face turned red as soon as she said this. After apologizing again, he immediately pushed the bicycle forward.

It was just a small thriller, and Qingxi didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, when the closing was at 1:30, their master and servant went out, and someone came out of the Shanjuke Restaurant next to them.

"Miss, that's Young Master Chen." Xiaolan whispered to Qingxi.

Qingxi looked over there curiously, but the first person he recognized was Gao Yuan wearing glasses. Then he noticed another young man wearing a bamboo green gown, namely the shopkeeper of Shanjuke, Chen Yao, the fifth young master of the Chen family. In Qingxi's imagination, Chen Yao, who likes cooking, is probably a slightly fat man with a round face, but the real Chen Yao is actually a slender and tall handsome young man.

"Miss, that person wearing glasses is looking at you again." Cuicui said.

After hearing this, Qingxi was unintentional to confirm and turned around and walked forward.

Gao Yuan was indeed looking at Qingxi, and it was too obvious that Chen Yao, who came out to send him, noticed it.

"That's Miss Xu, the owner of Xu Qingtang. I heard that the noodles she made taste good. Mr. Gao wanted to write a food column in Hangzhou. If you have the chance, you can try it. Restaurant meals and traditional snacks are all the characteristics that our Hangzhou is proud of. Chen thinks that as long as you are attentive, all the food is worth promoting." Chen Yao suggested sincerely.

"It should be, thank you for your recommendation. After I finish writing this issue of the manuscript, I will definitely go to Xu Qingtang to try it." Gao Yuan said with a smile.

Chen Yao bowed to him: "Mr. Gao walked slowly and was not far away to see him off."

Gao Yuan hurriedly said no, and after saying goodbye, he pushed his bicycle forward and started riding when he arrived at a place with few people. More than half an hour later, Gao Yuan stopped in front of an old three-story building, where all the workers lived here were from other places. Although Gao Yuan was dressed decently, his salary was actually meager and he could only rent a house.

As night fell, Gao Yuan sat at the desk to rush for the manuscript. As he was writing, a woman suddenly screamed like crying but not crying next door. It was a sound of patient endurance. It was clearly transmitted through the wall with extremely poor sound insulation effect, mixed with the breathing of a man like a beast, and the creaking swaying of the bed.

Gao Yuan's hand stopped, and sweat gradually rolled down his forehead.

I don’t know how long it took, but the couple next door calmed down, but Gao Yuan still couldn’t concentrate on writing. A gentle and pure face broke into his mind by chance.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, there were fewer and fewer customers. Xiaolan sat at the table near the door, looking outside, and then looking at the third master who was eating silently in the kitchen.

Xiaolan was increasingly unable to see through the third master. He said that he liked the lady, so he probably liked it. He came over on time and sent the lady home in person every day. However, when Mr. Gu pursued the lady, he would send flowers and say sweet words to make the lady happy. Why did the third master never say anything?

"May I ask, are you still doing business now?"

A guest came to the door. Xiaolan looked up and was about to greet him with a smile, but suddenly hesitated: "You are..."

Gao Yuan held the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry that naive."

Xiaolan shook her head and asked him with a smile: "What do you want to eat?"

Gao Yuan ordered a bowl of fried noodles.

Xiaolan went to the kitchen to inform Qingxi, but did not mention who the guest was.

There was only one customer at Gao Yuan's noodle restaurant, so he picked a table slightly away from the other party and looked at the kitchen with expectant eyes. It was not until Xiaolan came out with a bowl of noodles that Gao Yuan thought disappointed that Miss Xu would not come out on his own initiative. He sucked a pair of chopsticks and ate the noodles first. The noodles were delicious, and the sauce was both fresh and delicious, and it was indeed delicious.

But the lofty heart is not on the surface.

After eating, Gao Yuan smiled at Xiaolan, took out his business card and handed it to Xiaolan, and explained: "Hangcheng Daily has a new food column. I am responsible for writing it. I interviewed Mr. Chen that day. Mr. Chen recommended me to come to Xu Qingtang for a look. Today I tasted it, it was indeed a delicious food. I also asked Miss Xu to come out and talk. I want to talk to her about whether Xu Qingtang can be written in."

Xiaolan's eyes lit up, and almost everyone reads the daily newspaper. If the noodle restaurant can really report it, it would be the best publicity!

A second ago, he treated Gao Yuan as an ordinary guest. When Gao Yuan said that, Xiaolan looked at him like a look at the God of Wealth, and smirked a few times, and quickly went to invite the lady out. Qingxi was so excited that she was too careful when she heard Xiaolan's words. She walked out and almost reached the door. When she remembered that she was wearing a mask, Qingxi pulled it down in time.

Gu Huaixiu glanced at her indifferently.

What kind of aura is he? Qingxi immediately felt a little uncomfortable, but compared with Gao Yuan, the two third masters could not stop her from going out.

Ignoring the silent suitor, Qingxi walked nervously towards Gao Yuan: "Hello, Mr. Gao."

Gao Yuan had already stood up and looked at the beauty getting closer and closer. The lenses reflected the lights in the store, covering the Heat that was rapidly disappearing in his eyes.

"Hello, Miss Xu." Gao Yuan said kindly and stretched out his hand to Qingxi again.

This is the greeting etiquette of cultural people when they meet. Qingxi awkwardly wiped his hands with an apron before he could hold the high one.

But just as she was about to touch the thin hand, she suddenly got hit by someone on her right shoulder, which hurt quite a bit.

Qingxi frowned while frowning.

Gu Huaixiu stamped his feet, and his dark sunglasses looked at her: "You are blocking my words."

Qingxi's fire was rising, more fierce than the fire in the stove.

If Gu Huaixiu didn't run into it on purpose, she would give him her life!

But what if he knows that he is intentional? In front of Gao Yuan, Qingxi cannot offend the "guest".

"Sorry." She lowered her eyes, trying to make her voice sound sincere enough.

"Not to be the case." Gu Huaixiu said coldly. After saying that, he slowly turned around and walked out of the noodle shop.

Qingxi pursed her lips.

Gao Yuan whispered to her: "That person's quality is too poor. Miss Xu's shoulders are fine?"

Qingxi shook her head, regained her mood, and asked Gao Yuan to sit down with a smile.
Chapter completed!