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Yu Mingzhou was so angry with Shi Qian that he hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table.
Shen Xian glanced at him lightly, "Do you want to apologize?"
Yu Mingzhou: ""
"Little fairy, are you still a human being?" Yu Mingzhou was on the verge of dying of anger, "You didn't even realize that I was being insulted like this? You still want me to pay for your tea table?"
"Oh." Shen Xian responded perfunctorily and continued: "So, do you want to compensate?"
Yu Mingzhou: "Bah, bah, bah."
He spoke loudly, and for a moment he didn't know what he meant.
"I'll send you seven or eight tomorrow." Yu Mingzhou leaned back on the wooden sofa chair, "I'll make it up to you."
Shen Xian made him another cup of tea and pushed it over, "That's not necessary."
He took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Please give me a rosewood set after a while."
Yu Mingzhou: ""
"I am really guilty." Yu Mingzhou sighed, "As long as you use the energy to fight against me to fight against that woman, I will never be so angry."
"It's appropriate." Yu Mingzhou thought of Shi Qian's faint words - quit as soon as possible, there is no need to add WeChat.
¡ª¡ªIf you don¡¯t retreat, adding one will be enough.
¡ª¡ªBut it¡¯s best to have less contact.
¡ª¡ªOf course, it would be best if you want to withdraw.
A few words that were clearly ordinary, but coming out of her mouth were particularly irritating.
"But I think." Shen Xian chuckled, "She is quite interesting."
Yu Mingzhou: "???"
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, "Little fairy, what good will it do you to make me angry to death?"
Shen Xian's slender fingers rubbed the wall of the cup, and the voice seemed to be still in his ears. It was cold and cold, with the flavor of old tea, and there was a bit of arrogance in the taste.
This person is not something Yu Mingzhou can hold.
He just smiled.
Yu Mingzhou raised his eyelids slightly, "Do you like her?"
Shen Xian's smile faded for a second, "Are you sick?"
"If you like her." Yu Mingzhou felt that this was a feasible deal, "Just make her love you till death and call off the marriage."
Shen Xian glanced at him lightly, "I've called you from the mental hospital. Just go to the hospital directly."
Yu Mingzhou sat in the sofa chair and laughed.
"Little fairy." After a while, he called Shen Xian nonchalantly, "Are you going to marry only that girl in the future?"
Shen Xian paused, "Let's wait until we find her."
Where is she in this city?-
Two days later, Jin Yuan called Shi Qian early in the morning, "Nian Nian, are you awake?"
At that time, Shi Qian was sitting in front of the balcony, soaking in the morning sunshine and making herself a cup of tea, which was bitter and astringent.
She has no talent in this area
I have been learning since I was a child and have only scratched the surface.
The movement of making tea is natural and smooth, like completing a work of art.
But the brewed tea is bitter and sometimes a little sour.
It kind of means that the harder you work, the sadder it becomes.
Shi Qian never gave up.
She drank half of the cup of tea, then poured it away. While pouring the tea leaves into the trash can, she answered: "You're awake, what's the matter?"
"Come over and help." Jin Yuan said, "There is a program being recorded here today. I ordered three hundred cups of milk tea. My brain hurts. Come over and help me."
"Okay." Shi Qian agreed.
She changed clothes and went downstairs. She met Lu Yi who was drinking morning tea in the living room downstairs. She nodded and asked, "Hello, aunt."
Lu Yi glanced at her casual clothes and frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He just told her to slow down on the road.
Sometimes, people can express their emotions without speaking.
For example, Shi Qian could read two words in Lu Yi's eyes when she didn't speak - shabby.
The clothes she wears are all affordable. Sometimes she buys dozens or hundreds of pieces online if the style looks good. The sum of dozens of pieces is probably not as much as the price of a piece of clothing in Lu Yi, but she likes it very much.
And many of the clothes don¡¯t look cheap when she wears them.
Beautiful people have an inherent advantage in this regard.
Shi Qian didn¡¯t pay attention to these things. She went to the garage and drove an Audi A3 to the milk tea."Snow" was the theme song of that movie, and everyone cried at the end. I watched that movie three times, and I couldn't stop crying at the end of each one. "
"Is it be?"
Jin Yuan shook his head: "No, he."
"It's just a New Year's movie this year." Jin Yuan asked subconsciously, "Didn't you watch it?"
After asking, I realized something was wrong. It was during the Chinese New Year not long after Grandpa Shiqian passed away, just after the seventh day of the New Year.
How can she have time to watch movies?
A bit of panic flashed in her eyes, but Shi Qian said calmly: "I don't usually watch movies."
Jin Yuan immediately changed the topic and frantically gave her an advantage, "You can go and watch Shen Xian's movies. He has good acting skills and the books are all great. Every time I watch them, I feel that this man is so attractive."
"Okay." Shi Qian responded, "I have time to read it."
"So what are you busy with recently?" Jin Yuan asked, "Have you met the Yu family? Are they easy to get along with?"
Shi Qian shook his head, "Not yet."
After a while, she said warmly: "It should be soon."
"Then don't suffer a loss." Jin Yuan said, "If you get angry, just flip up the table and leave. We are not afraid."
"Ha." Shi Qian chuckled, "We are all decent people, so it shouldn't be so embarrassing."
Jin Yuan sneered, "They are all wolves in human skin."
Shi Qian did not refute.
After a meal, Shi Qian was still in a daze.
Jin Yuanyuan finished paying and waved his hand in front of her, "What are you thinking about?"
Shi Qian regained consciousness, picked up her bag and walked out with her.
The rain in Beicheng in March is always unexpected. The sky is covered by dark clouds, a gust of wind blows, and the rain falls in patters.
The whole world is cast in a grayish color.
Shi Qian stood under the eaves of the fishmeal shop, her voice had an ethereal and blurry feel to it.
"There is a party next week."
The rumored celebrity banquet.
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