Movie/TV series: Starting with Ode to Joy, I opened my own private kitchen.

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“Okay, you agree, right, honey?” Fang Yuan stared at Tong Wenjie with hopeful eyes.

"Then let's go," Tong Wenjie said irritably.

So the three of them took Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi out for hot pot.

Qiao Weidong led Qiao Yingzi and Fang Yuan's family to a relatively upscale hot pot restaurant. As they were ordering, Qiao Weidong's phone rang. He took out his phone and his expression immediately turned somewhat troubled, but he still hesitated before answering the call.

"Hey! Xiaomeng, what's up?" Qiao Weidong's voice sounded a little unnatural, and his eyes flickered.

"Old Qiao, it's nothing, I just wanted to ask, it's so late, why haven't you taken Yingzi home yet?" Xiao Meng's gentle voice came through.

Qiao Weidong explained evasively, "Oh, I had some business to attend to at Fang Yuan's house today. So, I'm taking Yingzi and Fang Yuan's family out for a bite to eat." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Tong Wenjie, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Oh, I see. When will you finish eating? Do you want me to come pick you up?" Xiaomeng asked considerately.

Qiao Weidong quickly replied, "No need, we just ordered. I'll have Lao Zhang pick us up after we finish eating." His tone was somewhat hurried, as if he wanted to end the topic as soon as possible.

"Oh, Qiao, where are you eating? Send me the address, I'm coming right now. I haven't eaten either. Remember to send me the location!" Xiao Meng hung up the phone after saying that. Qiao Weidong held his phone, a look of helplessness and worry on his face.

"What's going on, Lao Qiao?" Fang Yuan saw Qiao Weidong looking dumbfounded while holding his phone and quickly moved closer to him to ask in a low voice.

Qiao Weidong sighed and replied softly, "Xiao Meng is coming over."

"Come on over, but tell me the truth, do you like Song Qian or this Xiao Meng?" Fang Yuan waved his hand dismissively, then leaned closer and asked slyly.

Qiao Weidong rolled his eyes, feeling annoyed. He knew Fang Yuan was joking, but the question was difficult for him to answer. He had different feelings for Song Qian and Xiao Meng, and for a moment he didn't know how to choose.

"Hey kid, can we put this aside for now? If Xiaomeng comes over, won't your Tong Wenjie throw a tantrum?" Qiao Weidong said irritably, his face full of worry.

Fang Yuan casually said, "Don't worry, it's fine. But, Lao Qiao, you need to think this through. Song Qian is in this situation right now, she can't be upset. You need to think it through carefully."

"I understand." Qiao Weidong nodded, but he felt even more conflicted. Fang Yuan didn't ask Qiao Weidong anything more and continued to order food with Tong Wenjie.

Qiao Weidong knew Fang Yuan was right; Song Qian's emotions were very unstable right now, and he couldn't let her get hurt anymore. But Xiao Meng was also an important person in his life, having spent a lot of time with him, and she was younger and prettier than Song Qian, so he didn't want to lose her either.

Qiao Weidong fell into deep thought, unsure how to handle the situation. He hoped to find a way to please both Song Qian and allow his relationship with Xiao Meng to continue. But he knew it wouldn't be easy…

Half an hour later, Xiao Meng arrived at Qiao Weidong's private room with light steps. By then, everyone had already started eating.

As soon as Xiao Meng entered the private room, she went straight to Qiao Weidong's side, hugged his arm tightly, and greeted everyone with a bright smile: "Hello everyone! I'm Qiao's girlfriend, Xiao Meng."

Upon seeing this, Fang Yuan quickly stood up, pointed at Tong Wenjie with a smile, and introduced her to Xiao Meng: "Xiao Meng, hello! I am Lao Qiao's friend, Fang Yuan. This is my wife, Tong Wenjie."

Tong Wenjie glared at Fang Yuan with annoyance, muttering to herself, "Why is this guy so enthusiastic?" But she still nodded to Xiao Meng reluctantly as a greeting.

Qiao Weidong noticed the awkward atmosphere and quickly said, "Xiao Meng, sit down and have something to eat. You must be hungry too."

“Okay, Lao Qiao.” Xiao Meng replied obediently, then sat down next to Qiao Yingzi. She smiled and gently said as she served food to Qiao Yingzi, “Yingzi, eat more.”

Qiao Yingzi politely thanked her, "Thank you, Aunt Xiaomeng." However, a strange feeling welled up inside her; she felt somewhat awkward...

Watching this scene, Tong Wenjie couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. She frowned, thinking to herself, "It looks like Xiaomeng is trying to steal them away. Anyone who didn't know better would really think they were a family of three. Song Qian is in a bad situation right now. Could it be that Xiaomeng is trying to take Qiao Weidong and Yingzi away completely? Wouldn't Song Qian go crazy?"

Fang Yuan also noticed Tong Wenjie's unusual behavior, and he knew what she was thinking. So, while serving her some food, he gently comforted her, "Wenjie, don't think about it so much. Let Qiao Weidong handle this himself; it's no use us thinking about it too much."

Although Tong Wenjie thought Fang Yuan made sense, she couldn't help but warn him, "Qiao Weidong is no good. Stay away from him in the future, understand?"

"Hmm..." Fang Yuan nodded helplessly. He knew Tong Wenjie's temper and could only quickly agree.

Fang Yifan, meanwhile, wolfed down his hotpot, glancing at the crowd every now and then, secretly chuckling to himself, "This is definitely a ripe juicy juicy gossip!"

While everyone was enjoying their meal, Su Chang was typing away furiously when his phone, which was lying to the side, suddenly rang. Su Chang frowned slightly, picked it up, and saw that it was a call from the property management of Shuxiang Yayuan. Although he didn't know what they wanted, he answered the phone anyway.

"Hello! Mr. Su, this is Manager Liao, the property manager of Shuxiang Yayuan. Do you have time to come back now?" A familiar yet urgent voice came from the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing Manager Liao's voice, Su Chang unconsciously frowned, muttering to himself, "Could it be that Song Qian, what trouble is she causing again?" He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm: "Manager Liao, what's the matter? Just say it."

"Um... Mr. Su, it's like this." Manager Liao hesitated for a moment before saying directly, "Your upstairs neighbor, Song Qian, is causing trouble at your door again. She even went into your yard and smashed your windows. Do you have time to come back and deal with this?"

Su Chang's face instantly darkened. He gripped his phone tightly, his fingers turning slightly white from the force. He suppressed his anger, trying to make his tone sound less furious: "Did you call the police?"

“Mr. Su, we haven’t reported it yet. After all, Ms. Song is quite pitiful right now. You’re neighbors, you see each other all the time. Why don’t you come back and sit down for a chat?” Manager Liao suggested somewhat apologetically.

Su Chang was conflicted. He really wanted to send Song Qian to jail so that she would receive the punishment she deserved, but this was already pushing his limits again and again.

But when he thought about Qiao Yingzi and Song Qian's mental state, he hesitated. He knew that if he really called the police, it might build a wall between him and Qiao Yingzi, a barrier that might never be eliminated.

Su Chang frowned deeply. He thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "Alright, you keep an eye on her for now. I'll be there in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Su Chang was unable to calm down for a long time. As he packed his things, he cursed Song Qian in his heart.

Chapter 151 The Mad Song Qian

Su Chang thought for a while and then made a call to Qiao Weidong. It only rang twice before Qiao Weidong's voice came through.

"Hey! Teacher Su, I'm having a drink with Fang Yuan right now, want to come over and have some?"

Su Chang could clearly sense that Qiao Weidong had been drinking, and quite a lot at that. He shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself, "This Qiao Weidong, how can he drink so much? He's such a worry. How am I supposed to get him to persuade Song Qian?" His brows furrowed slightly, and his tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction: "Alright, you guys drink."

Su Chang hung up the phone without hesitation and drove straight back to Shuxiang Yayuan.

As soon as he arrived at his doorstep, he saw a crowd gathered in the yard. The fence had been kicked open, and all the windows on the side of his house facing the yard were shattered. The place was a mess, a truly pitiful sight.

Manager Liao spotted Su Chang immediately and ran over with an awkward smile. Seeing Su Chang's scrutinizing gaze, he became even more embarrassed, scratching his head and stammering, "Um... Mr. Su, you see... this... this is really embarrassing."

"Where is Song Qian?" Su Chang asked irritably, his eyes revealing a hint of anger, and his voice unconsciously rising a few decibels.

"Mr. Su, to prevent her from further damaging your property, we've locked her in the property management's security room," Manager Liao hurriedly replied, his body trembling slightly, seemingly afraid of Su Chang's anger.

"Alright, let's clear out these onlookers first, then I'll go see Song Qian." Su Chang sighed helplessly. He had a better understanding of Song Qian's destructive power and was wondering if he should send her in, otherwise her destructive power might harm the other 22 people.

Manager Liao quickly called over the security captain, instructing him to keep an eye on Su Chang's house and also to arrange for people to disperse the onlookers. He then led Su Chang toward the property management's security office.

As soon as the two arrived outside the security office, Su Chang looked through the window and saw Song Qian sitting on a bench with disheveled hair, not saying a word, just with her head down, looking like a madwoman. Her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul.

Two security guards stood by with batons, watching her intently. Su Chang sighed helplessly, thinking to herself, "Where is the elegance and composure that Song Qian had before? She really treats Qiao Yingzi like her life."

As soon as the two entered, all three looked over. When Song Qian saw Su Chang, she stood up excitedly and rushed towards Su Chang. Her face was covered with tears, and her eyes were filled with despair and anger.

Two security guards quickly stopped her, but Song Qian, seeing that she couldn't get through, shouted, "Su Chang, give me back Yingzi!"

"Give Yingzi back to me!" Song Qian shouted and cried, her voice hoarse and shrill, as if she wanted to shout out all the pain and grievances in her heart.

Su Chang looked at Song Qian in front of him and felt helpless. He didn't know what to say.

Su Chang stepped forward, trying to comfort Song Qian. He said softly, "Song Qian, calm down. Yingzi is fine. She's just with her father."

Song Qian wouldn't listen at all. She shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam: "No, you're lying to me! Yingzi doesn't want me anymore. Her father took her away. I'm all alone now, all because of you!" Her voice was filled with resentment and accusation.

Su Chang felt helpless. He didn't know how to deal with Song Qian's emotions, nor how to explain her situation with Yingzi. He could only watch Song Qian silently, letting her vent her feelings.

Song Qian wouldn't stop now, constantly cursing Su Chang. Although she was at a loss for words, her insults were still quite harsh.

This continued for about half an hour until Song Qian's voice finally subsided. Her eyes revealed a hint of fatigue and helplessness, and her lips trembled slightly.

Su Chang took a deep breath and slowly said, "Song Qian, do you think that by making a scene like this, Yingzi will come back? Don't you think that the more you make a scene, the further Yingzi will drift away from you?"

His voice carried a hint of helplessness and disappointment, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction with Song Qian.

Song Qian glared fiercely at Su Chang, her eyes wide as if they were about to spit fire. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to control her emotions.

“Su Chang, it’s all because of you. Before you came, Yingzi was so well-behaved. She would do whatever I asked and would never talk back to me. But everything changed after you came.” Song Qian’s voice was full of anger and resentment.

Su Chang frowned, looking at Song Qian with equal hostility. A flash of anger crossed his eyes, and his voice rose eight octaves: "Song Qian, do you think what you're doing is right? Just because you think it's right, does that mean Yingzi has to do it, or everyone has to live according to your ideas? Let me tell you, Yingzi will only drift further and further away from you, and everyone will drift further and further away from you. Times have changed. You're not an emperor anymore. You don't need to act like a king here, and no one has to cater to you. Do you understand?"

His tone was firm and resolute, as if telling Song Qian that he had had enough of her unreasonable behavior.

"No, I raised Yingzi with great difficulty. Yingzi is so sensible, she won't leave me." Song Qian's voice was trembling with tears, and her eyes were brimming with emotion.

Her expression turned extremely painful, and she gripped her hair tightly with both hands, as if trying to release all her pain.

Su Chang looked at Song Qian, and his heart softened. He knew that Song Qian was acting this way because she loved Yingzi too much, but her actions made Yingzi feel suffocated and also disturbed his peace.

"Yes, Yingzi is sensible, but you're only driving her crazy, making her a madwoman like you. Would that make you happy?" Su Chang's voice carried a hint of anger and helplessness.

A pang of heartache flashed in his eyes. He knew Song Qian had it tough too, but her methods were making things worse.

"No, you're lying to me. I'm fine, and Yingzi is fine too. I'm so good to Yingzi, how could we be crazy? You're just lying to me." Song Qian's voice grew louder and louder, and her emotions became more and more agitated.

Her actions became even more frantic; she began tearing at her clothes, as if to vent all her frustrations. Fortunately, the security guards around her stopped her, otherwise she would have really given those present a "perk."

Su Chang suddenly felt he couldn't continue speaking. He shook his head helplessly, his heart filled with despair. He knew Song Qian had completely gone mad, and he had no good solutions.

He now only has two choices: one is to send this crazy woman to jail, and the other is to move away himself, as far away from her as possible. Of course, he also has a third option, but he doesn't want to use it on someone he has no connection with.

He was torn; he didn't know what to choose. He didn't want to hurt Song Qian, nor did he want to sadden Qiao Yingzi, but he also couldn't tolerate her madness.

In the end, Su Chang decided to calm down first and think carefully about what to do. He turned and left the security room, leaving Song Qian alone there crying and yelling.

Su Chang frowned, his steps heavy as he walked out of the security office and came to a tree on the road in the residential area. He slowly sat down on a chair, as if his entire body had lost its support. He unconsciously took out a cigarette, lit it with a frown, and in the swirling smoke, his thoughts became increasingly chaotic.

Thinking of Song Qian's current situation, Su Chang felt a sharp headache. He shook his head helplessly, and finally took out his phone again to dial Qiao Weidong's number. After all, he and Song Qian were not related, and this matter really shouldn't be his decision.

"Hello! Who is this? Are you looking for Lao Qiao?" As soon as the call connected, a pleasant young woman's voice came from the other end. Su Chang guessed it was Xiao Meng, but he had no time for small talk.

"Yes, is Qiao Weidong there? Tell him it's me, Su Chang, and let him answer the phone." Su Chang's voice carried a hint of urgency and helplessness.

"Oh, you're Teacher Su." Xiao Meng had obviously heard of Su Chang before, and her tone revealed a hint of surprise. Then, she said with a troubled expression, "I'm sorry, Teacher Su, Lao Qiao has had too much to drink and can't answer the phone."

Su Chang frowned even more deeply and sighed helplessly, "Are Fang Yuan or Tong Wenjie there?" he asked, clinging to his last glimmer of hope.

“Fang Yuan also drank too much. Tong Wenjie and Fang Yifan have already taken him home. It’s just Yingzi and me here now,” Xiao Meng quickly replied.

Upon hearing this, Su Chang 697 felt a pang of unease. After all, it wasn't appropriate to have several women come alone so late at night. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to have Xiao Meng notify Tong Wenjie and Yingzi to come over.

"How about this? Have Yingzi call Tong Wenjie and ask them both to come to Shuxiang Yayuan. Tell them that Song Qian has run into some trouble." Su Chang's tone was firm, but a hint of worry was in his eyes.

Xiao Meng looked at the drunken Qiao Weidong in the car and Qiao Yingzi, who was pretending to sleep in the front seat, and felt conflicted. She didn't know whether she should agree to Su Chang's request, since it might give Qiao Weidong another opportunity to contact Song Qian. Her fingers gripped her phone tightly, and a troubled expression appeared on her face.

"You should just talk to Yingzi. I think she'll make her own choice," Su Chang suggested, seemingly seeing through Xiao Meng's thoughts.

Xiaomeng bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Oh, okay then, I'll ask Yingzi first and call you back later." Her voice was a little low, as if carrying a hint of helplessness.

After hanging up the phone, Xiaomeng took a deep breath and turned to look at Qiao Yingzi. Her eyes were filled with contradiction and struggle; she didn't know how to start the conversation with Yingzi.

At this moment, Qiao Yingzi seemed to sense Xiao Meng's gaze. She slowly opened her eyes, turned to look at Xiao Meng, and her eyes revealed a hint of doubt.

"Aunt Xiaomeng, is there anything I can help you with?"

Xiaomeng frowned, bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then said truthfully, "Yingzi, your teacher Su Chang just called and said that something happened to your mother. She asked you to call your Aunt Wenjie and go to Shuxiang Yayuan together."

"What? Something happened to my mom? What happened?" Qiao Yingzi's eyes widened in shock, her voice trembling involuntarily. She knelt down on the front seat, her eyes fixed on Xiao Meng, as if trying to get more information from her.

Qiao Weidong, who had just been completely drunk, suddenly woke up with a start. His eyes were confused and anxious: "What's wrong? What happened to Song Qian?" he asked as he hurriedly sat up straight from his seat, his body still swaying slightly.