Yang Xiaoqing looked out the window, "What's going on? Before, they were desperately asking me for money, now they want to lend me money, are they schizophrenic?"
No matter, today she was tired, so she'll get some beauty sleep first.
...
Qiao Qiqi had everything ready in the kitchen; she was just waiting for Gu Cheng to deliver some key herbs. After she set the water to boil, someone walked into the kitchen.
She turned around to see Gu Shili coming in with the items she needed.
"Gu Shili, why is it you?"
"I'm here to bring you the herbs." Gu Shili handed the herbs to her, feeling a bit sore inside. He'd never even let her step into the kitchen, yet here she was making soup for another man.
"Thank you." Qiao Qiqi took the herbs and checked them, making sure they were right, then measured and put the correct amount into the pot.
"This is for your fourth brother to drink."
"Yes, how do you know?" Qiao Qiqi glanced at him.
Gu Shili's eyes flickered, and he said, "I guessed."
