Shen Qingqing was stunned and didn't say anything. Just before he left, he said to count Harris, "Dad, things are over. I don't want to say anything anymore. I'm very satisfied with my life now. I'll marry ah Qing, that's it."
Before Harris could speak, he saw Shen Qingqing turn and leave.
As time went by, Shen Qingqing's patience was gradually polished.
She was really bored at home. After grinding count Harris several times, he agreed to let Shen Qingqing go out to work.
Working as an editor in a tabloid newspaper, to be exact, is a chore. No one knows that she is the daughter of count Harris, and no one knows that she is also president Shen.
Although he was often called around, he lived a comfortable life.
"Qingqing, help me post this poster." a senior editor came up with a stack of posters, stuffed them in Shen Qingqing's arms, and then turned around and left on high heels.
Shen Qingqing didn't even have room to resist.
She laughed, shook her head and walked out with the big stack of posters.
She stood at the gate of the newspaper office, applied glue to the wall, and then pasted posters one by one.
She pasted very attentively and stroked each one very smoothly.
I don't even know when I stood alone.
Until a pair of arms came up from behind, which really frightened Shen Qingqing and hurriedly turned back. Ou Qing's smiling handsome face appeared in her clear eyes.
"You've been in the castle for so long, why don't you get fat at all? Uncle Harris shouldn't treat you badly!" Ou Qing wrapped her arms around her waist and kissed her on the corner of her lips while she was stunned.
Shen Qingqing's eyes flashed with joy, but she was angry at the thought that he had left her here for so long.
"You're really not afraid of anything, are you? If my father sees you, you'll be finished!" Shen Qingqing pushed her away unhappily.
"What's the matter? Listening to this, I'm not afraid that uncle Harris will see it. It's like you're angry! Who made you angry?" Ou Qing deliberately made a face, but the corners of her lips still smiled.
He glanced casually at the poster on the wall, raised his eyebrows and asked, "who asked you to do this? Who is the editor in chief of this small newspaper? I'll go to him."
Ou Qing said that she really wanted to go to the newspaper, but she was stopped by Shen Qingqing.
"Ah Qing, when will you stop fooling around?" Shen Qingqing yelled angrily.
"If you leave here, I won't embarrass them. What's your identity? You come out to do chores for others and don't make people laugh. Besides, you're my William Ou's wife, but you do these outside. You don't know, you think I Ou Qing can't afford a wife." Ou Qing took her small hands in pain and got some red with glue.
Shen Qingqing threw him away angrily and went straight to the bus stop on the side of the road.
"Qing Qing, what are you doing so fast? Be careful of the car." Ou Qing followed her all the way and protected her carefully.
Shen Qingqing's footsteps stopped in front of the bus stop. Because it was rush hour, there were a lot of people waiting for the bus, hugging and shouting. Ou Qing couldn't help frowning.
"Qingqing, where are you going? I'll just drive you. There are many people on the bus. What if my wife is crushed?" ouqing took her hand and said in a low voice.