C1157 I Don't Want Any More Connections
Shi Qian coughed lightly and sat up, "Get up and go eat breakfast. I'm hungry."
As she spoke, she was about to get off the bed when Shaang Sizhan pulled her back and imprisoned her in his embrace. His phoenix eyes stared at her and he looked like he was not going to let her off.
Shi Qian looked at him for a long time before finally moving her lips, "Husband, morning."
Only then did Shaang Sizhan feel satisfied. He laughed softly and let her go.
The two of them packed up and went downstairs.
In the living room, when Yan Yi saw the two of them, the way he addressed them changed. "Master Zhan, madam."
Shi Qian did not get used to it for a moment and her small face looked a little unnatural. She responded faintly and wanted to immediately go to the restaurant.
Just as she sat at the dining table, Shaang Sizhan asked, "Are we going to the company later?"
"I'm not going. I have to go to school today." As she spoke, Shi Qian picked up the milk and took a sip.
"Okay, I'll send you there."
"No need. I'll drive by myself. I'll go for the whole morning and leave in the afternoon."
Shaang Sizhan did not insist on driving her. After breakfast, Shi Qian went to the garage. When she got in the car, she found that the car was out of gas.
She thought for a while and got out of the car. She looked at the other cars next to her and finally chose a sports car to drive away.
Di Da.
Chung Yu knew Shi Qian had come and specially came to find her.
"Ms Qian, I finally saw you. Have you been at the company recently?"
Shi Qian placed her arm on the desk and supported her chin as she said languidly, "Yes, I have been busy recently."
"Then can't you come to school every day from now on?"
"Probably not."
"Sigh." Chung Yu let out a soft sigh. "Without you, the school would be boring."
Shi Qian laughed lightly. "How have you been recently? Have you made any progress?"
Chung Yu smiled proudly. "It's not just improvement. I have improved by leaps and bounds. He could not beat me when I went to the martial arts dojo with Mr. Xu a few days ago."
"I gave in to you, but you took it seriously!"
Behind him, Sheng Xu's voice suddenly sounded. Chung Yu turned around and looked back. "Mr. Xu, you are here too."
Sheng Xu walked forward and sat down beside him. "Boring."
"Where is Brother Lu?" Chung Yu asked.
"How would I know him? I don't know what he has been busy with these days!"
Chung Yu looked at him in a daze. He could actually hear the tone of a resentful wife in his tone!
Seeing him looking at him like this, Sheng Xu raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Chung Yu naturally did not dare to say what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just feel that Mr. Xu is very handsome today!"
Sheng Xu snorted lightly." When will I not be handsome? "1
"Yes, yes, yes. You are very handsome every day."
Shi Qian did not say anything. When she mentioned Lu Sizhe, she suddenly thought of Lu Yunran. He knew her relationship with Shaang Sizhan, but he deliberately came to find her. She did not know what he meant.
At noon, Shi Qian walked in the square and was about to leave the school.
Two men in suits suddenly walked in front of her.
The one walking in front was... the man who called himself Bai Liyue's lover.
"Hello, Shi Qian." The man opened his mouth.
Shi Qianni looked at him and paused for a moment before saying, "Hello."
"Can we find a place to talk?"
Shi Qian's attitude was indifferent, "If you have something to say, just say it. I still have something to do."
The smile on the man's face stiffened for a moment and instantly recovered his composure. "You seem to not be at school often. Are you going out to work?"
He investigated Shi Qian and found out that she was studying at Di Da and did not investigate anything else. Of course, he also did not want to know about her.
What he wanted to do was to keep her away from Bai Liyue.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Shi Qian was getting impatient.
She did not want to have anything to do with Bai Liyue and the people around her.
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