Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Su Chen shook his head and said seriously: "No, I haven't had time to attend the Xuanmen Exchange Conference yet. After I attend it, I will tell you if there is a suitable one later."

Leng Yanran nodded repeatedly and took out her phone to add WeChat.

"Come, let's add each other on WeChat. We can contact each other anytime if we need anything. I'll tell you..."

"Hey, Wushuang, why don't you let me add him? Are you jealous? No, I don't think so. We have been good sisters for many years. Even rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows."

Qin Wushuang pushed her phone back and said calmly, "If you have anything, just contact me directly. I'll tell Su Chen the same thing. Don't even think about adding him on WeChat."

"I know you won't poach him, but you'll take him to some shady places and learn bad things. There's no room for negotiation on this matter. If you have any questions, just come to me directly."

Turning to look at Su Chen, his expression softened: "Su Chen, you should have less contact with her. Don't act like she's the sister next door and play around too much behind her back."

"You'll learn bad things from her, you know."

Leng Yanran was so angry that her face puffed up like a pufferfish.

Su Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hummed: "Okay, come, let's eat, and then go home early to catch up on some sleep."

"Hmm, try this mushroom, it tastes good."

The two of them fed each other, and Leng Yanran's teeth were sore from watching them. She was shining like a big light bulb.

"Hey, can you two pay attention? There's a living person over there. I'm almost full of dog food. Hehe, it's just finding a boyfriend, how easy is that?"

Qin Wushuang pretended not to hear and continued eating.

*

After Qian Tingting returned to the villa, a gentle middle-aged woman came forward and asked with concern: "Tingting, where have you been? I was so worried."

"Has your insomnia improved recently? Or you should go to the hospital. The masters out there are all liars, and none of them are really capable."

After the chatter, Qian Tingting looked at her intently, her eyes somewhat complicated. If it were in the past, she wouldn't have thought too much about it, but what the master said...

The person in front of her is her stepmother after all. She seems to be very good to her, but who knows if she is sincere? Otherwise, why didn’t she have nightmares before, but only started to have nightmares recently.

The timing was so coincidental, it happened just two days after Dad transferred the shares to her. Stepmother really seemed as good as she thought.

The sound of footsteps could be heard. A girl was standing at the second floor stairs. Seeing her coming back, she snorted coldly, "You still remember to go home? Where have you been fooling around?"

Qian Tingting pursed her lips and looked at her, saying bluntly: "This is my home. You, an outsider with the surname Fang, have no right to control me."

Fang Ke looked at her in surprise when he heard that, frowning: "Are you okay? You must have taken the wrong medicine to make you so angry. You might have done something wrong when you had a nightmare."

"Why are you mad at me for no reason? My mom is married to your dad, so this is my home and I am your sister. Why are you so angry with me that it makes me die?"

She yelled, "Look at her, Mom. She always dislikes me. I think after Uncle Qian dies, she will definitely kick us out."

Qiao Shu's face changed when she heard this, and she scolded, "That's enough, Keke. How can you talk to your sister like that? This is Tingting's home. You should be grateful to Tingting for living here."

He patted her shoulder and said softly, "Tingting, you must be tired. Go upstairs and rest early. Your sister is just too straightforward and doesn't know how to talk. Don't take it to heart."

"Your father... don't tell him, okay?"

Qian Tingting lowered her eyes to hide the expression in them, and hummed obediently, yawning: "Mom, I'm tired. I'm going upstairs to rest first. Please send the food to my room later."

Qiao Shu smiled and nodded: "Okay, go upstairs and have a good sleep. Lighting the calming incense will help you sleep better."

"Got it, thanks, Mom."

Watching her enter the house, Qiao Shu glared at her daughter fiercely. This idiot had no brains at all. Why did she have to confront her at this time?

Fang Ke felt a little guilty, so he walked down the stairs and approached her, lowering his voice: "Mom, it's not right for this damn girl to come back. Do you think that thing is done?"