The Whole World Knows She Loves Me

Jiang Liuyi went back depressed, and when she got home, she carried her things into the kitchen. Song Xian came to help, but Jiang Liuyi didn't know what she should do, and the two of them were in a hurry in the kitchen. Jiang Liuyi took out the recipe from Baidu, compared it with the above, and began to wash, chop, and adjust the seasonings, looking at the posture, but when there was still water in the pot, she put oil in it, and the flames shot up. , She took a few steps back in shock!

Song Xian saw her frown and said, "Shall we order takeaway?"

Jiang Liuyi looked at her, and saw that the mouth of the pot was still on fire, she gritted her teeth: "Continue."

Since you want to learn, there is no reason to give up halfway. If you don’t succeed, do it again. Jiang Liuyi had this idea in mind. Seeing that Song Xian was still standing behind her, she said, “Go to the living room and watch TV first. I’ll call you when I’m done cooking.”

Song Xian hesitated to speak, but still didn't say anything, bowed his head and left the kitchen.

Jiang Liuyi was the only one left. She was learning how to cook while using Baidu, but she couldn't control the ratio of oil, salt and seasoning. Fortunately, she bought a lot of vegetables, which was enough for her to try two or three times. , it was past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Xian had already eaten two pieces of bread to pad her stomach, smelling the aroma of rice, she felt extremely hungry for the first time.

Jiang Liuyi made twice-cooked pork. There was no green pepper, and it was fried with garlic sprouts. The oil was probably too heavy, and the meat turned black. Jiang Liuyi handed Song Xian chopsticks: "Try it?"

She didn't expect it to be delicious, especially since Song Xian's mouth always told the truth, so she didn't ask how it tasted.

Song Xian took a bite and frowned, Jiang Liuyi's heart was about to wrinkle, thinking that Song Xian's next move was to put down the chopsticks, but she picked up the chopsticks again, ate slowly, and raised her head to ask : "Aren't you going to eat?"

Jiang Liuyi paused for a few seconds, and asked her tentatively, "Is it delicious?"

Song Xian said, "General."

Jiang Liuyi: ...

Don't talk too much, just pretend it's delicious if you don't ask, can't you? She sat across from Song Xian and cooked tomato and egg soup, which was the simplest and the best. Before Song Xian finished eating, she had already filled two bowls and put them next to the rice to drink after eating.

Although Song Xian said the taste was mediocre, she still ate a bowl of rice, half a plate of vegetables, and a bowl of soup. After Jiang Liuyi finished eating, she was thinking about what to do in the evening, but she had already finished all the vegetables she bought at noon. Just figured out that.

After eating, Song Xian got up to clean up the dishes, Jiang Liuyi's cell phone rang, she looked at the screen, it was her mother's call.

Jiang Liuyi was silent, went to the window to answer the phone.

Huang Shuiqin said: "Why did we go back straight at noon? Are we afraid that we will be poisoned when we have a meal at home?"

Jiang Liuyi pursed her lips.

When she was very young, Huang Shuiqin spoke to her softly, and often asked her if she was hungry or cold. Every time she went to school, she had to repeatedly remind her, but now the voice she hears the most is, why is she disobedient? Why are you so ignorant! Why do you want to play that broken piano!

Every time she said it, she would be hysterical at the end, making her gradually forget the mother in her memory.

Now it starts again.

Jiang Liuyi pressed her head: "Mom, Song Xian and I won't be going back for a while."

"What?" Huang Shuiqin snorted coldly, "Aren't you going to enter our Jiang's house?"

Jiang Liuyi said, "No."

Huang Shuiqin took a deep breath, and she said, "I discussed it with your dad. Don't you like playing the piano? Yes, your dad and I will never quarrel with you over this matter again. You move back home."

Jiang Liuyi frowned, she didn't live at home after graduation, because there were only endless quarrels at home, and sometimes the words could get mixed up.

The more time passed, Jiang Liuyi would not be able to figure out whether it was because her parents didn't want her to play the piano, or because they denied her as a person? And Jiang Shan said before that as long as she plays the piano, she is not allowed to live at home, why change her words now?

Huang Shuiqin added: "But we also have conditions."

She was like the king of Hades at the moment, she spoke with a chilly feeling, a gust of cool wind blew over, and Jiang Liuyi heard her say: "You and Song Xian are divorced."

Jiang Liuyi was furious.

She had the same attitude as when she insisted on playing the piano, and told Huang Shuiqin: "I will not divorce Song Xian."

Afraid Huang Shuiqin didn't understand, she emphasized again: "I won't do it in the future!"

Song Xian heard her say this when she walked to the living room after washing the dishes and chopsticks. She looked up at Jiang Liuyi, and her usual thin figure seemed to have something that she didn't usually have.

is firm.

After some hesitation, she decided to sit on the sofa and turn on the computer, and began to retouch the pictures. The cover of the next issue is a famous model, and she cooperated very well during the shooting, so now the retouching is also very worry-free. Then she clicked on WeChat to chat, and saw He Xiaoying sent her A long list of crying emojis came.

He Xiaoying: [I can't take it, I can't take it! I'm really convinced, isn't that Qian Li invited by the editor-in-chief? Why do you seem to be particularly dissatisfied with our magazine? All my first drafts were rejected! 】

Song Xian frowned, and replied to her: [All? 】

He Xiaoying sent many crying emoticons: [Song Xian, I'm about to suffocate! Why is this person so difficult to greet? It's all, you read that right! All questions are dead! 】

Originally, she was thinking that although Qian Li was a big name and had a bad temper, the editor-in-chief had invited her here, so she should give it a two-pointer, so when the other party asked to give the interview manuscript first, she was very happy, thinking that Qian Li Very dedicated.

Respect the hammer! not at all!

It's fine to be nitpicking, but also to kill all her questions. Those questions are routine questions that she and Song Xian have repeatedly confirmed, so there will be no accidents!

It's just making trouble on purpose!

Based on her many years of experience as a partner, she immediately smelled intentional in it, but she really couldn't figure out why Qian Li had clearly agreed to cooperate, but now she deliberately caused trouble.

Is it sick? Isn't it? !

She was so angry that she immediately complained to Song Xian.

Song Xian typed: [Write other manuscripts first. 】

He Xiaoying cried and said: [I know, it is written, it is a grievance. 】

Seeing these two words, Song Xian suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Liuyi, seeing that she was still on the phone, Song Xian lowered his head and continued to look at the computer. The screen was filled with He Xiaoying's complaints, and he said that there were so many things before the beginning. It is estimated that the cooperation next week will be particularly difficult, and she also asked Song Xian to be mentally prepared.

Song Xian replied to her with a normal expression: [Got it. 】

He Xiaoying: [What are you doing? 】

Song Xian: [Retouching the picture. 】

He Xiaoying: [All right, all right, then you fix it first, I'll write the manuscript. 】

Song Xian closed the chat page with He Xiaoying and continued to edit the picture. After a while, Jiang Liuyi hung up the phone. She turned around and walked to Song Xian's side. Before she could speak, the phone rang again. Jiang Liuyi frowned. Picking up the phone, he asked, "What else is there?!"

The attitude is displeased, and the tone is cold.

Lin Qiushui was stunned by the question, and after a few seconds he called out: "Liu Yi?"

Jiang Liuyi moved the phone away, saw that it was Lin Qiushui, she slowed down her voice: "What's the matter?"

Lin Qiushui asked: "What's the matter, so angry? Who did you quarrel with?"

Jiang Liuyi said, "No one."

Lin Qiushui was a little surprised. In the past, Jiang Liuyi seldom reserved anything with them. In fact, she could guess that it was mostly related to her family. She used to ask a few more questions, but now she doesn't really want to ask.

Jiang Liuyi said, "Why are you calling me?"

Lin Qiushui came back to his senses, and finally opened his mouth: "Do you still remember the cooperation with Yu Bai?"

Fearing that Jiang Liuyi might misunderstand, she said, "Cooperation in business matters."

Jiang Liuyi pursed her lips and said in silence for a few seconds, "I remember."

Lin Qiushui squeezed the phone: "Her art exhibition has been arranged, I want you to go there to see what style is suitable for you, and then discuss it with Yu Bai."

Jiang Liuyi did not directly deny it.

Collaboration is a hands-on job. You have to go to the site to see the layout of the art exhibition and the style of the works before you can determine the suitable music. It is not the first time she has received this job. Before, Yu Bai was asked to set the style by herself to avoid suspicion. Now Lin Qiushui When she brought it up, Jiang Liuyi said, "Got it, send me the address, and I'll be there in a while."

Lin Qiushui was relieved to hear this.

It's not too bad to be rational.

As for the matters between her and Yu Bai, Lin Qiushui didn't plan to intervene anymore, she had a hunch that if she intervened again, it would only push Jiang Liuyi further away.

She hung up the phone and sent Jiang Liuyi the address, Jiang Liuyi was about to go back to her room and change a dress, when she looked down and saw Song Xian was editing a picture, she said to Song Xian, "I want to go out for a while."

Song Xian groaned.

Jiang Liuyi held back: "It's for Yu Bai's art exhibition, and Qiu Shui took over the job before."

Song Xian looked up at her when he heard this, and said after a few seconds, "Okay."

Seeing her lowering her head again, Jiang Liuyi was afraid that she would be alone at home thinking wildly, so she simply said, "Why don't you go with me?"

Song Xian paused when he heard these words, then raised his head and asked, "Go together?"

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Well, it shouldn't be too long, just go to see the style."

Song Xian didn't know what to think, and after a few seconds she said, "Okay, wait until I finish editing the picture."

Jiang Liuyi had no choice but to go into the room to change clothes. Not long after changing, she saw Song Xian coming in. She was slightly surprised: "Okay?"

Song Xian said, "Okay."

Jiang Liuyi thought it would be a long time, but she didn't expect it to be so soon. She stood in front of the mirror, changed into a slightly formal bottoming shirt, put on a woolen coat, light blue, her hair was rolled up, and she put on light makeup , Song Xian was also standing in front of the closet. She was wearing a light white sweater and jeans, both of which were bright colors. Her skin was already fair, and her whole body seemed to glow.

She is choosing a coat.

Jiang Liuyi reached out and took a dark blue one and handed it to her: "Wear this."

The color is similar to her body, but one is dark and the other is light. Song Xian didn't refuse, she took the clothes and put them on her body. Jiang Liuyi packed up her wallet and mobile phone, and asked Song Xian if she wanted to bring a bag. Song Xian nodded. Liu Yi said: "Then I'll put it with you, so you don't need to bring two bags."

Song Xian watched Jiang Liuyi put her things in her bag, her movements were natural, as if it should be like this, but Song Xian felt a little strange for a moment.

It was as if, her world suddenly had more things that didn't belong to her.

Even stranger.

She didn't immediately refuse.