957: C957 She's so Cute

C957 She's so Cute

Sheng Yan's heart skipped a beat. An indescribable emotion was spreading in her heart.

It was like a bottle of sauce that was stored in a dark place. It kept fermenting and fermenting. Finally, there was a trace of mother's taste. However, the person who fermented it had already abandoned it a long time ago.

"What? Unappetizing?" Mu Qichen saw that Sheng Yan did not move her chopsticks and asked.

Although the Sheng Family used to eat western breakfast, Sheng Yan did not only eat western or western breakfast.

Sheng Yan looked up at Mu Qichen and did not say anything. She picked up the chopsticks and picked up a prawn dumpling and put it into her mouth.

"Miss Sheng, do you know how to drink juice when drinking soy milk?" The accompanying maid asked.

Sheng Yan had something wrapped in her mouth, so it was inconvenient for her to speak. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the maid.

She did not expect Mu Qichen to answer on her behalf, "Soy milk."

"Do you need sugar?"

Mu Qichen said, "No."

Sheng Yan was very particular when it came to eating. If she ate breakfast, the juice would only be paired with English breakfast, while the American breakfast would be paired with coffee. The traditional breakfast would definitely be soybean milk, and the little girl had been intimate since she was young. She drank soybean milk without sugar and said she wanted to gain weight.

Tsk, I wonder if I only have two taels of meat on me. Where did I get fat?

When she ate cake and drank milk tea, why didn't she say that she would gain weight?

Mu Qichen knew that Sheng Yan had a lot of twisted theories since she was young, but she still indulged in them.

Sheng Yan swallowed a prawn dumpling. The soybean milk without sugar had already been arranged and placed on her left side.

She ate the prawn dumpling until it was a little stiff. She drank a mouthful of soybean milk and only spoke to Mu Qichen half a beat later, "Thank you."

Mu Qichen had already used breakfast. He always got up early. After getting up in the morning, he would first do morning exercises and then eat after taking a shower. In the past, when the two of them were together, it was often when Sheng Yan woke up. Mu Qichen had already washed his own bowl.

It was probably because some of his actions and memories were deeply rooted in his bones. Sheng Yan saw Mu Qichen sitting at the dining table reading documents while she ate alone. For a moment, she did not feel that anything was wrong.

The two of them used to be like this. The only difference was that Mu Qichen did not read the official documents of the Mu family at that time. Instead, he read the work assigned to Mu Qichen by Sheng Jiyang.

"Sheng Yan, did you apply the medicine?" The man on the left side suddenly asked.

Sheng Yan was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant. He probably meant the injury on her back.

"I did." As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and drank a mouthful of soy milk.

Unexpectedly, the man beside her suddenly came over.

Mu Qichen's presence was very strong. Sheng Yan was shocked by the person who suddenly came close and for a moment she was not used to it. She could only feel that the man was very close to her and took a deep breath.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Yan's expression changed. This distance had exceeded the normal distance of social interaction. This action was filled with warmth.

"Waiter Sheng, you have been freeloading for three years. Are you lying or are you so insincere?" Mu Qichen's face was stern as if he was educating a disobedient child.

"What sincerity is there to lie about?" Sheng Yan rolled her eyes and muttered softly.

Mu Qichen raised his eyebrows and grabbed Sheng Yan with his gaze. It was as if he wanted to force a little child who had made a mistake to take the initiative to admit his mistake and admit his mistake.

Aunt Chen did not understand what the two of them were talking about, but there was a sense of compromise. Sheng Yan and the Eldest Young Master had formed a language that no one else could understand. How could Dan Nuo interfere with this kind of tacit understanding? Dan Nuo could replace Sheng Yan? Obviously not.

Sheng Yan took another bite of the soup bun and was a little suffocated by Mu Qichen's gaze. He looked back at her with a gaze that said, "You are really an insatiable person."

"No. Mu Qichen, who are you to me? Why do you care if I wipe the medicine or not?" Sheng Yan snorted lightly.2

The smell of the medicine was not good at all. After wiping it, there was a smell as she walked. Even Sheng Yan herself disliked it. Furthermore, she was no longer the top socialite of the past. She would not allow herself to wander around with an unpleasant smell of medicine, especially now that she was still in the "enemy camp."

"Ex-boyfriend." Mu Qichen said.

... "What?" Sheng Yan felt that either there was something wrong with her ears or there was something wrong with her brain.

"I am your ex-boyfriend." Mu Qichen repeated seriously.

He was answering her previous question: Who are you to me? Why do you care if I apply medicine or not?

Sheng Yan was so angry that she laughed. "No, Mu Qichen, are you crazy? Are you a Pacific policeman? Why do you care so much? You are my ex-boyfriend. What do you have to do with me now? "

This was the first time the Mu family's maids had seen a scene like this where people were arguing with each other, especially when their Eldest Young Master was being scolded. For a moment, they were dumbstruck.

But clearly, seeing their Eldest Young Master's reaction and appearance, he was completely used to being scolded by Sheng Yan. His expression did not change at all.

Just as Mu Qichen was about to speak, a servant walked down from upstairs and said to Mu Qichen, "Young Master, Madam invites you to go upstairs."

Sheng Yan put down the blue and white porcelain spoon and the spoon and bowl made a clear "ding" sound.

In the past, the upbringing of the top socialite would never allow Sheng Yan to make the utensils make sounds that were not beneficial to her when she ate. Unless she was about to become a demon.

Sure enough, Sheng Yan held her cheek with one hand and said calmly, "Who cares about your ex-boyfriend in the Pacific? The person you should care about is your fiancee Miss Shan, not me in the Arctic Ocean, understand?"

Her mouth was full of ridicule.

Mu Qichen narrowed his eyes and was somewhat curious. Sheng Yan had not been in the Sheng Family for these few years. How did she open her mouth to let her live until now? It should not be all because of the people he secretly sent to protect her, right?

Mu Qichen had to listen to Wan Liwan's request. At least, he had to put on an act on the surface. After all, she was his mother.

"Aunt Chen, give her the medicine after she finishes eating." Mu Qichen instructed Aunt Chen as he walked upstairs.

Aunt Chen nodded in agreement.

Wait. When Mu Qichen disappeared from the first floor, Sheng Yan said leisurely, "I don't want to apply the medicine. I have no reason to listen to him."

"But Miss Sheng, I have to listen to Young Master." Aunt Chen said with a good temper.

Sheng Yan innocently blinked, "You have heard of it."

If I don't do it with you, then you've heard of it too, right?

It was a game of words.

Aunt Chen couldn't help but laugh.

Aunt Chen had been in the Wealthy Class for decades and had seen all kinds of rich young ladies. It was not that she had never seen unruly and unruly young ladies, but Sheng Yan was definitely one of the few Wealthy Class young ladies that she had seen. She was a spoiled and lovable young lady, but she would not make people dislike her. Instead, she was an absolutely cute young lady.

These kinds of people were very few in number. It was as if they were born to eat this bowl of rice. With the best resources and the most generous love, they could accumulate the capital to be willful and lovable. They also knew to stop when it was appropriate in their bones. They would not be hated by the new students, but they would feel refreshed and straightforward at the same time.

Aunt Chen could not help but use Sheng Yan and DanNuo as a comparison. No matter how she compared them, she felt that the person upstairs who was pampered had a little bit of green tea color.

Sometimes, Dano was so hypocritical that even she herself did not realize it.

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