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C15 Dinner

"Uncle." Soong Yunran grabbed her school bag and looked past him at the bubbling Luo Song soup.

Shang Que naturally noticed her expression. He put the prawns into the almost boiled tomato sauce, put the spatula in, and leaned his back against the table.

"Where did you go?" He looked at her.

Soong Yunran did not expect him to suddenly ask. She was still thinking about how to get a bowl of noodles and a bowl of soup from him.

Anyway, he would definitely not be interested in her whereabouts.

She thought so.

So when he asked, she unconsciously looked at his expression.

"I'll wait for you outside"

Damn it, why did it feel like she was caught overnight and interrogated by her parents? She clearly came back a little late, but there was still a reason.

Shang Que looked at the biscuits that had not been wiped clean at the corner of her mouth and asked again, "Key?"

"No key." In her previous life, Soong Yunran might have said that she had forgotten to bring it and accidentally left it at home to cover it up.

But she had already lived that kind of life once and understood that your goodwill might not be able to be exchanged for goodwill. Then it would be meaningless.

One was a domestic slave who had been at home for more than twenty years, and the other was an 'adopted daughter' who had just been brought back for two months. In her previous life, she had always felt that not giving others trouble was the most sensible thing.

However, there were people who did not think so.

After some deliberation, he looked at her expression, wanting to see something from her face.

A small matter like the key was also the key to whether a family recognized Soong Yunran. Aunt Yun would not not not understand. Since he had brought her back, she should know that he did not bring her back on a whim to be a guest.

But he could not see anything from Soong Yunran's expression.

He did not ask and she did not say. It was as if it was a very simple matter: I do not have the key. It was that simple.

He did not say anything else. He turned around and put the pasta that had been soaked in water into the frying pan and stir-fried it together with the sauce.

The borscht soup was also ready.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it!" Soong Yunran quickly washed her hands and rushed to get the pot of soup.

She was so humble just to let Xu Que give her a bite to eat.

In the end, two-thirds of the pasta went into Soong Yunran's stomach.

Soong Yunran automatically went to wash the bowls. Shang Que cooking was already lowering her status to lower the price. She did not dare to expect him to wash another bowl.

Shang Que looked at the short-haired young figure playing with the water on the table. He squeezed the detergent to wash the bubble in his hand and then put it in his hand to blow it away. After a while, the sink was filled with bubbles, but the bowls and chopsticks were nowhere to be seen.

She played for a while and turned back to look at him, as if seeing him there, she felt at ease and turned back to continue playing.

Shang Que did not understand where her happiness came from, and the dishwasher next to her was useless.

"Come here." His patience was running out, so he called her over.

Soong Yunran wiped her hands dry and stood at the door with him. Seeing that Xu Que had lost the management password, she blankly stretched out her hand to record the fingerprints.

After everything was done, Shang Que turned around and went upstairs.

Soong Yunran looked at the corner of the stairs for a long time and the corner of her mouth lifted into a big arc.

After laughing, she squatted on the ground and spread out her palms and buried her head inside. She let out a long sigh.

Shang Que took a bath and changed into the clothes that were stained with oil and smoke. There was some water dripping from his hair as he entered the study. He went through all the dossiers that he wanted to read today and the phone beside his hand rang.

Soong Yunran stood outside the door and heard the words, "Don't alert the enemy." "Follow closely and don't lose them. I will make a trip there.

The hand that was holding the book tightened. After a while, there was no more sound in the study before she raised her hand to knock on the door.

There was no response. She raised her hand and knocked on the door a few more times.

"What is it?"

Aunt Yun was not here, so there was no need to think to know who it was. Furthermore, even if Aunt Yun was there, under normal circumstances, she would definitely not dare to knock on his door.

Therefore, he did not want to reason with them, but the people outside did not want to give up.

"Uncle, I want to do my homework in your study."

There was a long silence.

The door was opened, and her hair was still wet. Half of it was on her forehead, and her cold eyes looked down at her. "You can't write in your room?"

He had always been concise and concise, and the displeasure on his face was already very obvious.

When Soong Yunran looked up at him, there was a trace of melancholy between her brows. "Uncle, I, I have been thinking about my father recently and do not want to be alone."

After saying that, she lowered her head and looked a little aggrieved.

Shang Que let go of his hand for a moment and looked at the little hair on her head spinning. After a while, he turned around and walked into the door.

Soong Yunran also quickly went in and even closed the door in a considerate manner.

She did not say anything else and took the initiative to sit on a table a little further away from Shang Que. She put the exercise book on it and seriously looked at the questions.

The small space was quiet.

Only the rustling sound of the pen in the hands of two people crossing the pages could be heard.

Shang Que sorted out the pile of documents beside him and wrote them neatly. It had been a long time since he heard Soong Yunran's voice from the other side. He raised his head and looked over.

As expected, he had fallen asleep.

His long neck was resting on his hands and he was still holding a pen. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under the light.

His breathing was light, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Shang Que walked over and took out a test paper from under her hand. The multiple choice questions on it were randomly filled out. The English words in the fill in the blank questions were written in a flamboyant manner, and the last part of the essay was even more empty.

His eyebrows twitched slightly. He took another look and felt that her handwriting was somewhat familiar.

He pulled up the sleeve of her right hand again. There was a layer of faint scab on the scalding wound on it, and it was also a little red.

He reached out and poked her head twice. Soong Yunran tilted her head to the side and muttered something. She gradually woke up.

"Go back and sleep."

He was very suspicious of when his study would have the effect of sleeping soundly. This person could fall asleep no matter how he sat and lied down.

" Oh. " Soong Yunran rubbed her eyes and stuffed the paper back into her book. She stood up and said goodbye to him, "Good night, Uncle."

She was clearly not awake. Her slippers were messy and her left foot was in her right foot. She wobbled back to her room.

It was rare that she did not know whether to laugh or cry.

The next morning, around six o'clock in the morning, he was woken up by a series of clanking sounds, along with a sound that caught him off guard.

When he arrived downstairs, the smoke alarm in the room had already started ringing.

Soong Yunran was holding a spatula and standing in the kitchen, at a loss of what to do. When she turned around and saw Xu Que, she was even more at a loss and the expression on her face was terrible to look at.

When Shang Que looked at the smoking frying pan, his eyebrows twitched again.

The culprit was still blankly raising the spatula and looking at him. The smoke in the frying pan was getting thicker and thicker.

He took a few steps forward, turned off the gas, and turned on the ventilator.

He stood still and looked at the person in front of him who had shrunk his neck. He frowned and said, "Do you have common sense?"

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