Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Eying Cai Ning suspiciously, Ling Qingyu asked: "Why are you here?"

"Can't I be here as well? I also want to load free food," said Cai Ning. "And this free food surpasses the quality of average hotels."

Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction. She only invited Yang Qingyue and didn't include Cai Ning.

There was no way Cai Ning didn't know. Of course, Ling Qingyu wasn't narrowminded but her heart felt speechless at Cai Ning's shamelessness.

"So, are you going to stay for the night?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"Naturally, since Sister Yang is staying, I will too." Cai Ning replied with a proud smile. "After all, I don't like to be alone in the apartment. I even brought clothes in the car, which I'll carry them after dinner."

Ling Qingyu's eyelids twitched. Indeed, she was so prepared. Glancing at Yang Qingyue, Ling Qingyu smirked. The police chief was quieter than before.

Both knew what would happen tonight. Ling Qingyu was more expectant; nonetheless, she dared not assume Yang Qingyue as a pure girl.

When they kissed, the final winner belonged to Yang Qingyue. Who knew what would happen on the bed?

Although Ling Qingyu had researched thoroughly on this matter, the practical skills remained questionable.

Before they carried on with the topics, a maid stepped in from behind and informed the trio, that dinner was ready.

The group walked to the dining hall and saw Amorette, Denise, and Mama Zhao, already seated and chatting around. Some chuckles and warm energy flooded across the hall.

Ling Qingyu smiled unconsciously and stopped her steps. The maid, having led the way, continued her work, after finishing the task.

Her heart received a subtle warmth, realizing how happy her elders had become. Out of everything she had done, this must be her biggest achievement. Her mother and her aunt no longer had any worries; Mama Zhao likely also thought the same.

However, she and Zhao Xiurong didn't stay with them for too long because their topics always transferred to the two's marriage, regarding it as great importance.

Naturally, if Ling Qingyu was the original, she might not say anything. Zhao Xiurong always unconsciously mimicked Ling Qingyu's character as someone she looked up to. Both might accept their elders' urging and try to find someone, according to the script.

This might also be the reason why Lin Fan had taken advantage over her psychology and Zhao Xiurong's. What a nasty world will at play here?

Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning were puzzled at Ling Qingyu who suddenly paused and followed her warm gaze. They noticed the elders were waiting for them.

While Cai Ning perceived happiness and enjoyed the atmosphere, Yang Qingyue turned her head away and glanced at the surrounding scenery with guilt. Though Ling Qingyu always took the initiative, she felt guilty, meeting Ling Qingyu's elders, especially her mother.

Amorette looked beautiful and showed little to no signs of aging. She signed at the marvel of the genes. As for how Yang Qingyue knew she was the mother, similar appearance didn't lie.

"Let's go. Say hello to my mother and my aunt. They are my relatives despite looking like foreigners." Ling Qingyu introduced in a low voice. "As for the other, she's Sister Zhao's mother. You know my secretary."

Cai Ning and Yang Qingyue nodded. They had come regularly to Ling Qingyu's residence. This was the first formal meeting with the three elders. Although they met them from a distance, they didn't take note of their presence. Now that Ling Qingyu introduced, they must follow suit.

"Yu'er, you have come," said Amorette, seeing her daughter accompanied by her friends. She smiled gently at the two and nodded. "You must be Yu'er's friends. Please, have a seat."

"Mother." Ling Qingyu took a seat.

"Thank you, aunt." Cai Ning and Yang Qingyue greeted the elder and sat down.

Yang Qingyue was stiff as if she was being examined by the elders. Noticing her friend's discomfort, Cai Ning snickered instead of providing support.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Yang Qingyue glared bitterly at Cai Ning. Their actions grabbed Ling Qingyu's attention. Asking why, with her eyes, Ling Qingyu also noticed Yang Qingyue's situation and laughed inwardly. She patted her dear's arm to express comfort.

The elders watched their bicker and smiled. It was good to be young, everyone thought. Only Amorette narrowed her eyes as she observed the interaction between Ling Qingyu and Yang Qingyue.

Though it seemed nothing more than close sisterhood, her intuition told otherwise. As an artist, she had senses beyond normal measure, Amorette wondered if there was something more going on between the two.

Before she could study further, more diners entered. She was greeted by Ling Yunxiang and Fan Xi, causing her focus to divert. The kid was pleasing to the eyes, coquettish and soft, in contrast to her daughter.

Unknown to Ling Qingyu and Yang Qingyue, their secret relationship was nearly blown up, despite the secret was limited to the elders and a few people.

Soon, Zhao Xiurong, Su Ruomei and Jiang Yu took their seats. Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue entered the scene last. No one knew what the two were up to these days. Everyone greeted the elders first.

The maids brought several dishes onto the long table and served the dinner. The three elders were delighted to see themselves accompanied by many younger ones.

Today, seeing so many people reminded them of their cherished memories and smiles flashed across their faces. Small talks ensued as people scooped their favorite meals.

Sometimes, Amorette asked Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning, about their life and works. Since the two were new, the elders listened and made some judgment. They had indeed met before but hadn't known each other deeply.

Satisfied, Ling Qingyu's connections and friends were completely unreachable and unthinkable to most, Amorette had no complaints, while Denise acted more lively, teasing the girls and bragging about her fashion work.

She expressed she would design one for every one to show off in the future. Of course, the girls thanked and laughed it off and expressed that they were looking forward to the clothes.