Chapter 1748： Don't like him anymore (3)

Her brother is too iceberg. The lovely sister made the cake herself and brought it back from country R to feed him. He was not moved at all.

Does he have any heart?

Han Qiqing was so frustrated, glanced at the cake, turned, and walked out of the study with a heavy step.

The silent assistant went to close the door.

Back at the table, the assistant who knew the man didn't like sweets, was ready to dispose of the cake.

"and many more."

A cold voice stopped the assistant's movement.

"Just leave it."

The assistant froze, apparently a bit surprised, but didn't dare to ask more. He responded, and stepped aside.

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In Han Qiqing's study.

She spread her hands forward on the table, like a weak starfish.

"Miss Han, take a ten-minute break between classes." The teacher pushed her sharp gold-rimmed glasses to her.

Han Qiqing sobbed, like a poor puppy who was miserably bullied.

After only one class, she could not stand it.

The teacher said that she will have two lessons in the evening after school and five lessons on weekends.

Hearing this arrangement, Han Qiqing felt that he was unlovable.

Tutoring, tutoring, tutoring after class. What fun is there in her life?

No, she can't stand it!

Han Qiqing stood up suddenly, ignoring the teacher's existence, and walked out of the study.

She must think of a way.

She couldn't sit still.

Can't let your own happiness be annihilated by these tuitions!

She wants to fight!

Han Qiqing stood in the corridor outside, took a deep breath into the backyard scenery, and his brain moved quickly, thinking of the suggestion given by Yin Shaoji.

Heart disease ...

Han Qiqing touched his jaw, thinking about the word, and Yin Shaoyu's later analysis.

It seems that this can only be used.

If that doesn't work, she'll make herself ill.

Anyway, better than this **** tutorial!

With a brave expression on his face, Han Qiqing walked towards his brother's study.

open the door.

"Brother, I have something to tell you ..." Put on a melancholy expression.

"Say."

Her brother, Bingshan, didn't raise her eyes this time. She held the pen with her long fingers, the tip of the pen was like flying dragons and phoenixes, and signed the name at the end of the document.

Close the folder and hand it to the assistant.

"Take the company," the cold voice ordered.

"Yes." The assistant nodded, quickly walked out of the study, and thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

In the study, only Han Qiqing and her iceberg brother remained.

Originally, Han Qiqing was still thinking about how to call the assistant out so that he could talk to his brother alone.

Otherwise, someone else watched, and she was afraid she would smash the show.

But when she got along with her brother alone, she couldn't help being cowardly.

Obviously the room was heated, but she felt a little cold.

Rubbing his arms, Han Qiqing's eyes narrowed on both sides before walking to the desk.

Inadvertently, noticed the trash can near the table.

Huh?

Isn't this the cake box she brought back?

The box is empty.

Did he eat the cake?

Han Qiqing looked at the stern man behind the table a little unbelievably, and blinked a little stupidly.

In fact, she didn't expect him to eat the cake when she brought it back.

Because it seemed that she had never seen her brother eat sweets in the impression, she just wanted to pretend that she made it herself, please him, and let him be touched by something, so she would talk better.

Han Qiqing thought about it.

Maybe the cake was not eaten by my brother, maybe he gave it to his assistant.