Watching Qiao Ling leave, Su Li raised an eyebrow and smiled. As she turned her head, she saw Wei Chengfeng standing at the door. She smiled again and walked over.
"Finished talking so soon?"
He wrapped his arm around her waist and replied softly, "Yeah, I sent her off as soon as we were done talking. Did you really want to invite her for lunch?"
"If you want her to stay, I have no objections. Just don't act petty because of me. Anyone else is fine, but if it's Qiao Ling, she'll definitely blame it on me."
Wei Chengfeng chuckled, "I was planning to blame you anyway. I was worried you'd get jealous, so I quickly wrapped up the conversation and sent her off. If she stayed any longer, who knows what you might think we're up to inside."
Su Li pulled him to sit on the rattan chair in the garden and said, "Even if you wanted to, you couldn't have. I heard she's pregnant now."
"Really?"
