If she hadn't suddenly received a red envelope from her cousin, she wouldn't have noticed it.
When she was in high school and college, her aunt would secretly give her a few hundred yuan and the last two thousand yuan every year, saying it was a birthday gift from the whole family. In fact, she understood that it was to subsidize her living expenses.
After working, she refused to accept any more money, and her eldest aunt stopped giving it. Instead, her cousin gave her 200 yuan each time on behalf of the whole family, which was symbolic and meant to buy cakes.
In the past few years, it has always been like this, with each other knowing each other tacitly.
In fact, she still received a few blessing text messages on her phone today, but she was so busy recently that she didn't bother to read them before.
After accepting the red envelope, Yu Qingluo gave her a cute expression in return.
No matter how bad life is, there is always some beauty.
Taking another look at the cake model on the counter, Yu Qingluo smiled:
Two hundred yuan is enough for her living expenses for a week.
In fact, whether you eat the cake or not is not as important as you think.
Turning around, she was about to leave when she saw Yu Kehuan walking out carrying several bags. Their eyes met and the two of them looked away in unison.
It’s really a narrow road for enemies~
Yu Qingluo just murmured in her heart, but Yu Kehuan had already spoken:
"Have you been having a hard time lately?"
My mouth still smells the same~
Looking back, Yu Qingluo didn't even have time to reply, a cake bag was punched in front of her:
"I almost forgot that the doctor asked me to control my sweets. Pregnant women are troublesome and will give you an advantage."
In the handbag is a palm-sized cream cake. Although it is not large, exquisite or complicated, the decorations placed on it are obviously in the shape of candles.
Suddenly, Yu Qingluo was stunned.
At this time, Yu Kehuan's cell phone rang, and she answered the call impatiently:
"I know, I'll be back soon."
"Play, it doesn't start at eight o'clock. I won't even be able to breathe."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Kehuan looked at Yu Qingluo again, took out a box of mung bean cakes from the bag given to her, took one for herself and took a bite.
"Aren't you pregnant? Why are you still staying up late?"
From what Meng Qiao said, making money through live streaming is making money, but the pressure, ups and downs, staying up late, often being harassed, and being exposed online are really not a job that ordinary people can do.
Therefore, many Internet celebrities are either depressed, taking medicine or have a bad temper in private. Can her body survive this?
"You don't have to eat when you're pregnant? Didn't you ask me to think more about myself?"
Yu Kehuan burst out in anger, and Yu Qingluo's temper also increased:
"You can't speak normally, can you?"
"As if you know how to do it~"
There was a moment of silence between big eyes and small eyes. It was obvious that the two of them were restraining themselves. Ever since they were young, the two of them had been like this almost every time. Either one of them would not speak from the beginning to the end, otherwise the beauty would definitely last only two seconds.
After taking another bite of mung bean cake, Yu Kehuan said dullly:
"There was a problem with a batch of the company's goods at sea. If we didn't buy insurance, we would probably lose tens of millions. It's not peaceful abroad. Several stores were robbed and smashed. I don't know how to solve it. 80% of them will have to admit that they are unlucky in the end. The bank's The loan seems to be coming due soon.”
"Recently, the house has been really messy and chaotic."
"Jun...his company's projects have also been investigated and may be stopped due to firefighting or pollution issues. Everything has come together."
"I have spent all my savings. I can't control whether one side is unhappy or the other side is not happy. Anyway, it would be a sin for me to be idle at this time."
"Actually, it's good if you don't have money in a 'bad' class. They won't want to find you. They all think that I can earn tens or millions from one live broadcast. Who knows how many people I can support and how much it will cost." Money preparation and data preparation?”
"I don't have the final say on critical traffic. If they don't give it to you, what's the point of working hard?"
The word "eldest aunt" came to Yu Kehuan's lips several times, but in the end she didn't say it.
She felt that Yu Qingluo would find out sooner or later, and with her feelings for her uncle's family, she couldn't ignore it. This was why she suddenly wanted to buy one when she saw the cake when she went to buy mung bean cake to relieve stress.
Difficult sisters, difficult sisters, we share the same problem.
At that moment, it was such a feeling.
She and Pei Junchi still had some kind of relationship foundation, but now the two families started stumbling upon each other as soon as they had some troubles. How can she be better?
Thinking that she was living a tight life and had to bear the burden of her eldest aunt's family. She was probably inferior to Yin Liting and could only be regarded as a coward. Yu Kehuan suddenly felt that it was quite boring.
Fighting over and over again, winning or losing is actually a piece of cake.
Just as Yu Qingluo was about to say something, Yu Kehuan's cell phone rang again. She turned around and walked away. In the end, she only had time to shout:
"take care."
Yu Kehuan didn't look back, but waved the hand holding the phone.
It was like a response, like a farewell.
Watching the heavy and clumsy figure that had not yet shown her pregnancy disappear from sight, Yu Qingluo's eyes finally stopped at the cakes and snacks in her arms.
Although the two of them were not in love, Huan didn't seem to be as malicious or ruthless towards her as expected. So what happened that day in the hotel? How did she get together with Pei Junchi?
She couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it anymore. Finally, she found a place. She took a selfie of the cake and her arms around the cake in the sun, and posted it on Moments for the first time:
[Life is not easy, there is sweetness in the bitterness. Everyone is insisting, what reason do you have for not working hard?】
She added a series of little "come on" expressions at the end.
It was strange that today's touch and motivation were given to her by Yu Kehuan.
When the phone rang again, she answered it energetically:
"Why is it the Sifang Club again? You don't get tired of going there every day? Are you sure you have big customers?"
The call was from Jiang Zhan, a young man she had just met. He was a little kid, but they rarely got along with each other. He had also attracted a few clients for her, but they were all empty at the moment.
She has been called to go there no less than three times this week. Every time she goes, she sees a lot of people, but she doesn't see Mao except for eating, drinking and having fun.
The young master's temper is too unstable, he doesn't necessarily have money, and it's hard to say what he likes or dislikes. If it weren't for the urgent need for money, this customer group would not be in her consideration range at all. But no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat after all.
The most important thing is that Jiang Zhan is still on the road!
Thinking of the one million in his account and hearing that the club had activities today and there must be many high-quality members, Yu Qingluo couldn't bear to deal with this big customer again:
"Okay, I'll drop by for a run later."
…
In the private room, after dinner with Zhu Nianqing, Yin Liting handed over a women's watch he bought on the road.
"Happy birthday."
"Thank you~"
Looking at each other and smiling, they understood each other tacitly. They replaced the wine with water and drank another glass.
"By the way, why aren't you with your family today?"
Before Zhu Nianqing could say anything, Yin Liting's cell phone rang first:
"Four Square Club? Now?"
