The leader of the cultivation alliance has a crush on me.

On the weekend, Song Ke wasn't sure if Chu Tiancheng had contacted Gu Qing, but she didn't plan to go. Instead, she went to check out the shop she had chosen and prepared to start renovations.

As soon as I arrived at the shop, I received a call from Gu Qing. Her voice on the phone was as pleasant as ever, like the soothing sound of a babbling brook.

"Keke, want to come over for lunch together?"

Song Ke didn't answer directly, but asked instead, "Is Chu Tiancheng coming?"

After she finished speaking, she heard Gu Qing chuckle softly: "He said he was coming, didn't you tell him that?"

“I think he only decided to come because you were here.” After saying that, he added, “By the way, He Yunming is coming too. If you hadn’t come, he would probably have been a little bored.”

Song Ke scoffed unhappily, "I'm not doing this to amuse him."

"Come on, I've made your favorite dishes."

Song Ke thought for a moment before saying, "Let's talk about it later, I'm outside right now."

Gu Qing replied, "Then come over as soon as possible. Do you still remember the way to where I live?"

Song Ke nodded: "I know, I know."

After hanging up the phone, she stared at her phone for two seconds, wondering why she had agreed to go out to dinner.

Anyway, it wasn't because Chu Tiancheng went too.

He even said he didn't like it, but secretly decided to go without saying a word.

Song Ke felt inexplicably annoyed.

Suddenly, my love-struck mind popped into my head and I said: "I feel a little uneasy today."

Song Ke rolled her eyes: You're a system, yet you have a heart?

Love-struck: Intuition, you know? Our system's perception ability is still very powerful.

Song Ke said with a disbelieving look, "Oh, then tell me, can we eat this meal in peace today?"

"Or is something going to happen?"

"Chu Tiancheng and He Yunming are both here. Do you think they might get into a fight because they're rivals?"

The love-struck man looked at her with disbelief and said: "You seem to be really looking forward to it. Don't forget, who are you trying to matchmake right now?"

The love-struck person said again: "If all else fails, you should just get Chu Tiancheng drunk, and once you've made it a fait accompli, you won't have to worry about him not taking responsibility."

While measuring in the shop with a tape measure, Song Ke looked speechless: Can you come up with something more serious? What is this?

If Chu Tiancheng were really that easy to win over, Song Keke would have already gotten him drunk countless times before.

Love-struck: You don't understand. Whether he's drunk or not depends on whether he gives you a chance.

Love-struck: How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried?

Song Ke waved her hand: I'm afraid he'll chase me down.

The love-struck person said disdainfully: "What a loser."

Around noon, Song Ke had just stepped out the door when she received a call from He Yunming.

She glanced at the incoming call on her phone, looking puzzled. What did He Yunming want with her?

She remembered the original plot: because she always targeted Gu Qing, He Yunming disliked her and even showed disgust in his eyes.

Now look what's going on, they're always hanging around me, what's the meaning of that?

Gu Qing clearly likes him. Logically speaking, now that they've met, shouldn't it be a sweet and passionate romance?

She didn't answer, and the other end didn't call again. Song Ke focused on driving, and when she was almost at Gu Qing's house, she stopped at the fruit shop at the intersection and bought two large boxes of fruit.

After getting into the car, she checked her phone. Good, Chu Tiancheng hadn't called or texted her.

She had just driven to Gu Qing's house when she arrived. Her house was a small courtyard in an old alley. It was an old house, and the area hadn't been developed much yet, so not only were the roads in bad condition, but the house itself also looked very old. A thin layer of moss had grown on the outside of the wall, giving off a damp smell. Even in this dry autumn weather, she could smell a musty, damp odor.

Song Ke sniffed, not out of disgust, but because the smell made her instinctively cover her nose.

Hearing the commotion, Gu Qing came out to greet her. Song Ke opened the trunk and took out two boxes of fruit.

Gu Qing quickly stepped forward and said, "You're here, why did you buy anything?"

Song Ke smiled and said, "When have I ever come empty-handed? Besides, Auntie's discharge from the hospital is something to celebrate."

Just as Gu Qing was about to lead the group inside, a neighbor suddenly exclaimed, "Gu Qing, is that your boyfriend carrying that bouquet of roses?"

"The young man is really good-looking. You have good taste."

Upon hearing this, Song Ke assumed that He Yunming had arrived first, and sighed inwardly, thinking that He Yunming was indeed more sensible than Chu Tiancheng, at least knowing to send flowers.

She turned to look at Gu Qing, but instead of joy or shyness, she saw a hint of embarrassment and hesitation on her face.

Song Ke looked at it with some confusion, but still smiled and said, "That's right, Sister Gu Qing is beautiful and has a sweet voice, and many people are pursuing her."

"Let's go in first."

The two went in together. As they stepped through the gate, Song Ke stopped in her tracks when she saw the scene in the courtyard.

There were several fruit trees in the yard, and vines and flowers were planted along the wall. She wasn't surprised by the scenery inside, but rather by the two people sitting there.

He Yunming and Chu Tiancheng sat on one side, with a low table in front of them, on which were fruits and tea. They were ignoring each other, but the moment they saw the commotion at the door, they looked up and their faces instantly lit up with smiles.

Chu Tiancheng sat there with a cold expression, which Song Ke found strange. However, He Yunming, on the other hand, walked over with a delighted look on his face. He first took the fruit from the two of them and said with a smile, "If you had told me you brought so much stuff, I would have asked you to help."

Song Ke glanced at Chu Tiancheng over there, who seemed uninterested, sitting there drinking tea as if it were none of his business, showing no intention of paying any attention to her.

Song Ke inwardly scoffed, wondering what he was so angry about.

The reason I rejected him before was because I wanted to set him up with the person he liked, but who knew he would be so ungrateful.

Besides, he clearly liked Gu Qing so much before, who knows what got into him and he actually confessed to me.

If he had confessed his feelings earlier, this book probably wouldn't have been a tragic story; it would have become a sweet one.

"There's not much stuff." He then jokingly said, "You're here early, though."

After saying that, she suddenly looked at He Yunming and Gu Qing with an ambiguous expression, and then said with a smile, "Could it be that the girl next door was talking about, the one holding a big bouquet of roses, was that you?"

"I didn't expect you to be so good at it."

Gu Qing blushed instantly upon hearing this, glared at Song Ke with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, and said against her true feelings, "Don't talk nonsense, there's nothing between me and my senior."

Song Ke clicked her tongue: "Sister Gu Qing, don't hide it from me."

He Yunming walked ahead and chuckled, "Song Ke, you've really misunderstood. I wasn't the one who sent the flowers."

"I just brought a massage chair for my aunt."

Song Ke watched him carry the fruit into the living room, then pointed to the massage chair that was still unopened by the window and raised her chin: "Put it over there, do you want to take a look and try it out?"

"This is the latest model, and you can also download a software controller on your phone so you can set it up on your phone."

Upon hearing this, Song Ke found it somewhat amazing: "So convenient?"

Gu Qing's mother came out of the kitchen, looking much better with a rosy complexion. She greeted everyone with a smile, "Song Ke is here! I just fried some Sichuan-style lotus root balls. Come and have a taste!"

Song Ke had just sat down and taken a couple of bites when she heard about food. She immediately got up and went over, her face showing a greedy look as she looked at the hot, golden-fried lotus root balls.

"Auntie, your cooking is really good."

Just as she was about to reach for one, He Yunming gently patted her hand, reminding her, "Don't move, I'll get you some chopsticks, don't burn your hand."

Song Ke pursed her lips, watching the figure disappear into the kitchen, then looked at Gu Qing. Gu Qing's gaze seemed to convey some hidden emotion, but Song Ke understood it. She gently nudged Gu Qing with her shoulder: "Sister Gu Qing, what do you think of He Yunming?"

Gu Qing snapped out of her reverie, glanced at Song Ke, and instead of answering, asked, "You seem to be quite familiar with your senior?"

Song Ke didn't hide anything: "No, it's just that last time I went to visit Jiang Lin on set, I happened to run into him visiting his sister He Wen, and we just happened to have a meal together."

Here, chopsticks.

Seeing He Yunming return with chopsticks, Song Ke quickly shut her mouth. Just as she reached out to take them, a pair of hands snatched them away first.