Chapter 899 - 362: The Sense of Security She Wants

Chapter 899: Chapter 362: The Sense of Security She Wants

Song Yu didn’t know when Song Xiaoli started imitating her.

Half a month ago, Song Xiaoli got a hairstyle just like hers, and at the time, she didn’t think much of it.

After all, she and Song Xiaoli would definitely appear in front of Li Yang at the same time, and Li Yang would understand at a glance.

There are still some differences between her and Song Xiaoli, and Li Yang wouldn’t fail to recognize her.

She didn’t want to watch any longer, so she left the private room with a complex mood and returned to the kitchen.

Seeing her return, Liu Ruyi said, "Just in time, two dishes are ready. Can you help me carry them over?"

"No!"

"Oh, you, never mind then. Just watch the fire for me, and I’ll carry them myself."

Liu Ruyi wouldn’t think any differently because of such a small matter.

But Song Yu stopped her, shaking her head, saying, "No way, you can’t go over there now."

"Huh?"

Liu Ruyi put down what she was holding and was ready to check it out, since Song Yu’s words hinted that something was going on in the private room.

In the absence of knowing what was happening, she could only assume the worst.

What if there was something Li Yang needed help with?

Even though Song Yu was her longtime friend, she wouldn’t place absolute trust in her when it came to matters concerning Li Yang.

"Don’t go..."

"No, I must take a look."

Song Yu reluctantly said, "Then tread lightly, don’t let him notice you."

"Hmm?"

Liu Ruyi was baffled.

Still, she quickly reached the door of the private room. There was a gap in the door, and through this gap, she could clearly hear the voices inside.

Thinking about Song Yu’s expression, she quickly understood and returned to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Song Yu looked very conflicted.

Liu Ruyi asked, "What’s going on?"

Song Yu replied, "I feel... it’s possible that he mistook my sister for me."

In Song Yu’s view, if Li Yang knew about Song Xiaoli’s identity, not being angry would already be considered generous; how could there be intimate gestures, even that intimate on the table?

Liu Ruyi, being more clear-headed, said, "Xiaoli is not a child. Even if Li Yang misunderstood at first, it’s a matter of a few words. Can’t she explain herself clearly?"

Song Yu’s eyes suddenly widened.

Indeed, the truth was just as Liu Ruyi described — Song Xiaoli must have had the opportunity to clarify her identity.

But did she?

If she did speak up and Li Yang still went ahead, then... he wouldn’t be wrong either.

If she didn’t say anything, then what was Song Xiaoli thinking?

Liu Ruyi wouldn’t consider the scenario where Song Xiaoli explained; she would only consider the scenario where Song Xiaoli didn’t explain.

At this point, Song Yu couldn’t think about anything else, and asked, "What do you think we should do?"

Liu Ruyi said, "Later, send Xiaoli to another room to rest and let her stay here for a few days. In any case, you insist it’s you and has nothing to do with her."

Song Yu nodded.

Without knowing what Song Xiaoli’s true intentions were, she couldn’t let her leave.

The situation online is chaotic now, and all sorts of ridiculous acts could be attempted.

Song Xiaoli is different from them. They are beneficiaries and closely tied to Li Yang. No matter what, they would never think of harming Li Yang.

But Song Xiaoli is not.

She studied journalism, and people who study journalism tend to be more agile thinkers, and their minds can be more complicated.

Thinking of this, Song Yu suddenly suspected that Song Xiaoli had been imitating her all this time to set a trap for Li Yang.

It was hard not to think in this direction.

At this time, Liu Ruyi also turned off the stove, as the dishes wouldn’t be served anytime soon.

She took Song Yu to tidy up a room.

"It’s probably about time. You wait here, and I’ll bring Xiaoli over. You can talk to her for a bit then."

"Okay." Song Yu nodded.

Liu Ruyi quickly arrived at the private room, where Li Yang was holding someone limp in his arms and speaking.

"Sister Song, what have you been busy with lately?"

The person in his arms was weak and only clung tightly to him.

Liu Ruyi found an opportunity, pushed the door open, and said, "She recently had some family matters, and just came here now, and you’re not even letting her have a bite to eat."

Li Yang, somewhat embarrassed, said, "Ruyi, when did you get to the door?"

"I was about to serve the dishes, but I’ve been waiting at the door for over ten minutes."

"Cough, cough..."

Liu Ruyi said, "Let me help Sister Song go back to rest for a while, and then I’ll bring the dishes."

"I’ll carry her."

Liu Ruyi interrupted Li Yang’s action, directly supporting Song Xiaoli up, saying, "You go freshen up, I’ll be quick."

"Alright."

Li Yang glanced at Song Xiaoli, then walked out of the private room.

Afterward, Liu Ruyi supported Song Xiaoli out and walked towards another room.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Ruyi brought some food over. Li Yang, having freshened up and changed clothes, began to eat.

"The food today seems even more delicious than before. Ruyi, your cooking skills have improved again."

Liu Ruyi smiled knowingly, "A chef loves to hear their food is delicious, and since you’re not one to make empty compliments, it’s enough to show my cooking has indeed improved."

"Hahaha..."

...

Unlike the laughter in the private room, in the bedroom, Song Yu looked at Song Xiaoli, her face not looking good.

Song Xiaoli, having regained some strength, was half-lying on the bed, not daring to meet Song Yu’s eyes.

Because just now, Song Yu asked if she had told Li Yang about her identity.

She didn’t answer, which was equivalent to admitting it.

She could feel how angry Song Yu was.

At this point, Song Yu spoke again, "Over a month ago, Liu Ruyi mentioned I had a sister. Back then, I didn’t agree because I wanted you to have the freedom to choose your own life. Whom you want to choose is your freedom, but you should not deceive me!"