Su LAN sat down on the sofa angrily and was out of breath for a long time!
How on earth could she have such a son?
Ye Ziqing looked at Shen lianjue's back and was worried. She wanted to keep up with him.
However, when he moved, Shen shaoting grabbed his wrist again and stood where he was, unable to move a step.
At this time, ye Ziqing also pulled back her thoughts of running away. She was almost impulsive. If she chased out at this time, it would not be good for Lian Jue.
Su Lan's eyes fell on Shen shaoting. As soon as she opened her mouth, she said, "have you seen today's news headlines?"
"En......" Shen shaoting pulled his thin lips.
"You have nothing to say to mom?"
Shen shaoting said in a low voice, "the media always like to earn eyeballs. It's not surprising to write such titles."
Hearing the speech, ye Ziqing looked slightly at the man beside her.
Su Lan was stunned and then said, "I paid close attention to the time. That night was your birthday. She found an excuse to say that she had a stomachache and left first, but why did she hug the man into the room in the middle of the night?"
Shen shaoting's eyes narrowed a little, but his words were still indifferent.
"After dinner, we still had a reception. There was another social party temporarily. I couldn't get away from it. I asked officer Shan to take her home first, and then I went to pick her up. The man was officer Shan. The reporter must have taken pictures on the way and took an eye-catching title. I would deal with this..."
Somehow, hearing these words in his mouth, ye Ziqing inexplicably wanted to laugh, but in fact, she really aroused the corners of her mouth.
Yu Guang noticed her light look, her face without emotional ups and downs, but the corners of her mouth rose. Shen shaoting's Adam's Apple moved slightly, and his big hand squeezed the palm of her hand.
"What about today? When I went to school to look for her, I saw her sitting at lunch with the man in the newspaper, talking and laughing."
Shen shaoting's handsome eyebrows frowned, vaguely showing some dissatisfaction, but without any expression: "did you go to school?"
Su LAN nodded: "naturally, otherwise how could you see that scene?"
"This is a matter between our husband and wife. I will naturally see it handled and solved. You don't have to worry about it or pay attention to it..." Shen shaoting said: "also, I know exactly what kind of woman she is."
Leaving such a sentence, Shen shaoting directly left the Shen house with Ye Ziqing without looking at the two people on the sofa.
When the two figures gradually disappeared in sight, Su LAN gasped and patted her chest: "reverse, reverse, reverse!"
Shen Yuqing took back her eyes and handed her a cup of warm water: "sister-in-law."
After taking a drink, Su Lan said, "don't worry about it. Don't pay attention. It's clearly for me to mind my own business. It's the face of the Shen family. How can I ignore it?"
"What shaoting said is also reasonable. Why should your sister-in-law care about those things? With these time, you can go to the dance class to dance, do beauty and cheer up."
"Dancing and beauty are all for my husband. I can't see my husband all year round. What's the point of doing that?"
Smell speech, Shen Yuqing has no words, her heart is empty, so there are so many things.
She is too big brother centered. Almost everything revolves around him. If one day he asks her for a divorce, I'm afraid
Sitting in the black Land Rover, ye Ziqing said, "please take me back to school, thank you."
With one punch, Shen shaoting's hand hit the steering wheel hard, overflowing a low and gloomy voice: "Mrs. Shen, when can you be normal?"
"I'm normal now," she said faintly.
"..." Damn it! At this time, he just wanted to press her on the bed, then ravage her, and tear these damn expressions off her face!
Turning the steering wheel to the left, Shen shaoting's heavy eyes fell on her, opened his mouth and said word by word: "in the evening, let's have a good talk!"
Ye Ziqing looked lazily out of the window and ignored it. She didn't think there was anything to talk about between them.
At this time, a mobile phone ring rang. Shen shaoting picked up his mobile phone. Assistant Chen's hurried voice came: "president, the meeting has been started for half an hour. When can you come back?"
"The meeting was suspended for half an hour," he ordered in a deep voice, and then hung up his cell phone.
Just before the meeting was about to begin, he saw the newspaper hidden behind the Secretary, and the principal of the school called at this time. The Secretary asked him if he would answer it.
The principal may call him for only one reason, that is, Mrs. Shen
Afraid of something wrong with her, he answered the phone. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked Mrs. Shen how she was.
He was a little confused. The headmaster then explained that Mrs. Shen called him this afternoon and said that she was feeling unwell and asked for a leave for her young grandmother.
Then, thinking of the newspaper, he knew it in his heart.
Ignoring the upcoming meeting, he drove back to Shen's house.
"It seems that you should have something urgent. Put me down here and I can take a taxi." Ye Ziqing looked indifferent and pointed to the roadside.
His eyes stared at her fiercely: "shut up!"
"I can take a taxi here!" she continued in a firm tone.
He was angry, his low voice was full of dangerous warnings, and his dark eyes deliberately swept from her red lips: "if you say one more word, I definitely have a way to calm you down!"
The warning in his eyes means that ye Ziqing can see clearly, has no words, and glances faintly out of the window.
Until the car stopped, Shen shaoting's thin lips always closed tightly in a straight line, and his handsome face was heavy and cold.
Ignoring his look, she walked into the school. Yu Guang noticed that the black car turned around and then disappeared in sight.
Ye Ziqing stood there for a moment, then picked up her steps and continued to walk to the school.
During class in the afternoon, she noticed that the window position in the last row was empty, and that position was Shen lianjue's.
When she thought about what had happened at noon, she couldn't help feeling a few worries.
Also, the seats closest to the last two rows were originally empty, but today there are suddenly a lot of female students, all of whom are new faces.
A little puzzled, she frowned. She didn't seem to have heard headmaster say that there would be transfer students this semester.
She asked a strange female student. She was puzzled and curious: "you don't seem to be a student in our class."
The girl blinked: "I'm from class 10."“