Chapter 17 The Lobster Incident

Xu Yi didn't have much hope for Jiang Qing's cooking skills, but today's fish soup was particularly delicious.

A few chopped green onions float in the soup, adding a fresh aroma.

Song Yanming and Gu Beicheng went to a nearby place to drink, and they reeked of alcohol when they came back.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower first. Xu Yi was lying on the inner side of the bed. He stood up slightly when he heard the noise.

"Why are you awake? Did I wake you up?"

The man had just finished taking a shower. He was shirtless and only wore a pair of shorts. His muscles were taut and cold.

"No, I can't sleep."

"uncomfortable?"

"My stomach hurts a little."

Song Yanming responded without saying anything. He went out and got a kettle, poured himself a cup, and poured another cup for Xu Yi.

Xu Yi had a stomachache and couldn't drink, so he shook his hands.

"I'm sorry to have you suffer so much with me."

"I'm not wronged. If your mother hadn't brought me out of the mountain, I wouldn't know where I am now."

"Lie down and I'll rub it for you."

When we sleep together at night, we often have unconscious intimate contact while falling asleep, but this is the first time we did it consciously.

Xu Yi's stomach felt like it was filled with a ball. She shook her head and said, "You go to sleep. I'll go to bed early too."

Xu Yi moved sideways and moved inward. Song Yanming was lying beside her. She smelled a faint smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

After a while, she was almost asleep, and in a half-awake state she felt a big hand gently stroking her belly. He moved very gently, sitting cross-legged on the bed, very cautiously for fear of waking her up.

With the help of the light from outside, Xu Yi could only see his profile reflected on the wall and soon fell asleep.

Old Mrs. Hu from next door sent over a lot of old clothes that her granddaughter had worn before. They were made of pure cotton and showed signs of being washed.

"So many, how can I be so embarrassed?"

"This is not too much. It's good for children to have more clothes from other families. When my granddaughter was born, she also collected old clothes from other people's homes."

Jiang Qing gained some knowledge. "Is there such a saying?"

"Yes, that's what the older generation said. It must be useful to be passed down."

Jiang Qing remembered that when she helped other families take care of their children to make money, she would always ask, "Do you have any old clothes that your children have worn? My daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and she said that wearing old clothes is good for the child."

As long as it was for the children, everyone became kind-hearted. Jiang Qing picked and chose, sorted out a lot of old clothes, washed them and hung them on the balcony.

The baby hasn't been born yet, but the house is already full of clothes.

Half a month passed in a flash. Song Yuqian's studio had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to settle down, and the remaining money was all returned to Xu Yi. Xu Yi once again became a young woman with tens of millions of assets.

Song Yanming goes out early and comes back late. He came back quite early this day, wearing a suit as if he had gone out for business. He changed into casual clothes after returning home.

Xu Yi was sleeping in bed. She opened her eyes and saw his broad shoulders after he took off his suit jacket.

The man was wearing a shirt with its buttons unbuttoned. The white cotton shirt was stiff, with even the lines of the wrinkles being just right.

The muscles on his back are more and more powerful.

Realizing that he was being watched, he turned around and Xu Yi immediately buried his face in the quilt. He is indeed a big shot, with a great body.

"Want to go for a walk?"

He put on a white shirt and quickly changed his style, losing his solemnity and becoming softer.

"Where to go?"

"Go out to eat."

"Can I go?"

"Why not?"

It was the first time that Song Yanming took the initiative to take her out. Xu Yi quickly got up and put on a light gray dress with short sleeves and an A-line style, which looked very loose and comfortable.

At a roadside barbecue stall, everyone was waiting for Song Yanming.

Gu Beicheng and Qin Tai were smoking, and Yang Yue was talking to a woman, laughing from time to time.

No one was wearing a suit, they were very casual, two boxes of beer were already prepared on the table, Gu Beicheng asked Qin Moyu, "What else do you want to eat?"

"That's enough. If it's not enough, order more." After saying that, he glanced at Zhou Zhiyin who was being chased by Yang Yue, "Zhiyin, what do you want to eat?"

"Okay."

Qin Moyu was leaning on the large blue plastic chair. When he saw someone coming, he sat up slightly.

"coming."

Yang Yue stood up, "Oh, sister-in-law is here."

"sister in law."

"Sister-in-law, sit down."

Qin Tai moved a stool and Xu Yi sat down embarrassedly.

Qin Moyu looked her over. Xu Yi had no time to care about anything else, his eyes were always on Zhou Zhiyin.

Qin Moyu and Gu Beicheng, Song Yanming and Zhou Zhiyin, these two pairs are official couples.

"See what you want to eat."

"That's enough. That's enough."

Xu Yi lowered his head and saw Song Yanming had already picked up a crab and was peeling it.

"This is my sister-in-law, and this is..."

Gu Beicheng was introducing her when Qin Moyu interrupted him, "I've already met her. Hello, sister-in-law."

No matter how dissatisfied she was with Xu Yi, Qin Moyu had to do her best to save face and not embarrass Gu Beicheng or throw a tantrum when there were many people around.

Gu Beicheng was very pleased, but he also felt pressured because Song Yanming had not said in advance that he would bring this woman.

If he had known this earlier, he would not have told anyone that Xu Yi was pursuing him.

A peeled crab leg fell into Xu Yi's bowl, and Song Yanming took a spoon and scooped the crab roe into her bowl.

"Drinking, why are you not talking, what are you playing for?"

"It's okay, it's up to you."

Song Yanming emptied the crab roe and played a game with everyone present. Whoever lost had to drink.

"Song Yanming..."

"Ok?"

"I'm pregnant and I can't seem to eat crabs..."

He realized it later and picked up the bowl and poured the crab roe into his mouth again.

So he made it for himself.

Xu Yi's eyes were always on Zhou Zhiyin, making Zhou Zhiyin feel embarrassed.

Qin Moyu felt a little uncomfortable when she saw her best friend being stared at like this, "Why is she staring at Zhiyin?"

"how could I know?"

Gu Beicheng also felt puzzled. Could it be that this woman was targeting Yang Yue again?

Everyone can see that Yang Yue is trying to please Zhou Zhiyin tonight.

Yang Yue was too drunk to take care of Zhou Zhiyin. She finished all the skewers in front of her and no one served her any more food.

"The lobster is ready."

"Put it over there. She likes lobster."

Xu Yi pointed at Zhou Zhiyin's position. Everyone was stunned, including Zhou Zhiyin.

She blinked her big clear eyes and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law, but you...how do you know that I like to eat lobster?"

She doesn't remember, it's written in the book.

The book also states that since she met Song Yanming, she has never peeled a lobster herself again.

Perhaps because he was too engrossed in reading, Xu Yiqing couldn't help but say, "Yanming, peel the lobster for Zhiyin!"

While his mouth was talking, his brain was chasing after him. When it caught up, Xu Yi was extremely embarrassed.

Zhou Zhiyin raised her eyes to look at Song Yanming and her face immediately blushed.

The man who was drinking looked confused. He put on gloves, picked up a lobster, peeled it and threw it into her bowl.

He was probably so angry that he laughed, but he didn't know how to help her out. "If you want to eat, just tell me."

Xu Yi lowered his head to eat, and Yang Yue was also a little embarrassed. "Zhiyin, I'll peel the lobster for you."

"I want to eat lobster too." Qin Moyu said.

"Okay, okay, eat. I'll do it."

Gu Beicheng started to peel Qin Moyu's clothes.

Qin Tai leaned back in his seat with one hand on his waist.

He licked his lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry...