A cute wife was hard to raise, and a black-bellied husband had a generation gap

Chapter 21: 021. Song Beibei, can I like you?
Author: Liaowumian MACHINE TRANSLATION

Song Beibei was slightly startled She smiled helplessly. “I can’t help it. My parents passed away when I was very young. I grew up living with my… a little uncle. He was very busy with work and no one cooked for me, so my family hired a chef. ”
He Yucheng had never known about Song Beibei’s family’s situation. When he was in high school, he roughly knew that her family’s conditions were not too bad. Otherwise, a high school student would not casually take out 50,000 yuan.
Later that day, when she was surrounded by Qi Shan, she heard Qi Shan say that she was an orphan. Now that she said it out loud, she felt a trace of sadness and loneliness.
He Yucheng said, “I’m sorry. ”
Song Beibei smiled brightly. “It’s okay. I’m already used to it. ”
He suxian looked at Song Beibei with a heartache and picked up another piece of meat for her. “If you want to eat home-cooked food in the future, come to my house. I’ll make it for you anytime. ”
Song Beibei was inexplicably touched. Her nose was slightly sore. “Thank you, teacher He. ”
On the way back, he Yucheng sent Song Beibei to the bus stop.
“You really don’t need me to send you? ”
“No need. I’m not a child, and my home is very close to here. It’s just a few stops away. ”
“Then send me a message when you get home. ”
“Okay. ”
Song Beibei got on the car and sat down at a seat next to the bed.
The car started slowly.
He Yucheng suddenly ran over and handed Song Beibei a note from the window.
Song Beibei was very surprised.
The car had already started and left.
Song Beibei turned her head and saw he yucheng standing not far from the bus stop until the car turned a corner and she could no longer see him.
There was a small note in his hand. It was a very ordinary colored note. It was folded into small pieces and was square in shape.
Song Beibei could not help but think of how he Yucheng folded it after he finished writing.
For some reason, her fingers were trembling and her heart was beating faster and faster.
She slowly opened it. It was neatly written in small regular script. The handwriting was elegant and it looked very much like that clean boy.
There were ten neatly written words on it: Song Beibei, can I like you?
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When Song Beibei arrived at the Song Garden, it was already very late.
When the security guard saw her walk back, he quickly opened the carved iron door in surprise. “Miss, you walked back? Didn’t you ask Lao Yang to pick you up? ”
Song Beibei said, “I had a gathering with my classmates tonight. It’s nearby. ”
Before entering the door, Song Beibei sent a message to He Yucheng: “I’m home. ”
The other side immediately came back
Two seconds later, he replied: [ rest early, good night. ]
Song Beibei replied: [ good night. ]
Song Beibei was still holding the small piece of paper in her hand, and her heart was still beating at an unusual rate.
Song Beibei went upstairs. She wanted to go straight to her room, but she found that the light in the study room was faintly shining.
Gu Yanqing was at home?
Song Beibei paused for a moment before walking towards the study room.
The door of the study room was ajar.
Gu Yanqing was indeed at home. At this moment, he was sitting behind his desk, flipping through a pile of documents.