Chapter 127

Zhan Yu slowly lowered his raised leg.

She had two extra drinks this evening and had a bad cold. At this time, her head was about to explode.

She turned, and her voice was still a little violent: "did you see the white cherry? That cheap woman doesn't know where to run! "

"Leave her alone!"

Song Qianyi looks calm: "you come first, I have something to give you!"

Zhan Yu goes over: "what thing?"

The maid who was beaten on the ground looked at Song Qianyi gratefully and left.

Song Qianyi takes Zhan Yu into the room and hands her a maroon medicine.

"Eat it

"Song Qianyi, you'd better not play tricks. If there is anything wrong with me after taking this medicine, you don't want to leave alive!"

Zhan Yu is very vigilant.

Song Qianyi noncommittal smile: "since you don't believe me so much, you still don't take this medicine! You just wait for the complications and sequelae to torture you slowly, anyway, you only have one or two months! "

With that, he would take the medicine back.

Zhan Yu was flustered.

She quickly took the medicine from her hand: "measure you also dare not to me how!"

Take cold water and swallow the medicine.

Her body had been very weak these days, and she had been holding up the social intercourse for a day, but now she was very weak.

After taking the medicine, Zhan Yu went back to his room to have a rest.

As for where Bai Yingying has gone, she has no energy to manage for the time being. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

The door closed.

Song Qianyi sits down at the table, takes out the make-up mirror and looks at the wound on his forehead that was smashed by the porcelain cup.

The bright lights made her face extremely miserable.

Too thin!

He looks bad, like a refugee who can't eat.

There is an ugly scar on my face. Now I have another one on my forehead, which is a little bit What a terrible sight!

So ugly, it is necessary to do a comprehensive plastic surgery.

Song Qianyi just thought of this, the mobile phone suddenly came to Ding Dong message prompt tone.

When she opened it, it was the voice from Kang Xiaolan.

"Elder sister, please look at the order customer of Qianyi Pavilion. Mr. J, the veteran, has bought all the jewelry on the shelves of Qianyi Pavilion again!"

"Mr. J?"

Song Qianyi was surprised: "where is the mailing address?"

"Ji's manor, No. 89, Laixi Avenue, Lvyin Road, El New District, state of M"

This address, song Qianyi back can recite down.

In her five years as an online shop, Mr. J, who lives in furuk, m, will buy and give good comments on every piece of jewelry designed and made by herself.

Whenever she is about to insist on not going on, she will look at this address and silently say to herself: "never give up, song Qianyi. On the other side of the ocean, there are still people who are really looking forward to your new works. Then stick to it. If you don't even buy the new jewelry on the shelves, it's time to close down.

It can be said that in the past five years, without Mr. J's unremitting support, Qianyi pavilion would have been closed for a long time.

Later Ji Baishi appeared.

She always thought that Mr. J, the old customer of Qianyi Pavilion, was Ji Baishi.

But now Ji Baishi is gone, and his body has been taken away by the people from the red shield organization. Mr. J, who is still placing orders Who is it?

Song Qianyi twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment. He vaguely remembered that his brother Ji Baishi had also mentioned to her the address of the castle of Ji family, which was also in the furuk state of M

It is a pity that she was so emotional that she didn't want to accept the news that her brother was going to die. She interrupted her brother in a hurry and didn't ask him to complete the address.

On New Year's Eve, Ji Baishi gave her her mobile phone and said that all the information about Ji's family was in her cell phone

But she resisted from the bottom of her heart and didn't want to know anything about the Ji family, so she didn't even touch the mobile phone for three or four days.

So, who is Mr. J?

Song Qianyi enters Qianyi pavilion with his mobile phone and pokes Mr. J's window with the identity of customer service: "Hello!"

Mr. J quickly replied, "Hello!"

Song Qianyi got to the point: "Mr. J, I'm the shopkeeper song Qianyi. Thank you so much for your support and care for so many years!"

Mr. J was silent.

Across the mobile phone screen, song Qianyi can feel his tangle and hesitation.

She sent another message: "Mr. J, may I venture to ask you a question?"

"You may ask!"

"Do you know Ji Baishi?"

“……”

Mr. J was silent over there again.Song Qianyi waited patiently for his answer.

Time goes by.

Silence is the most direct answer!

If he doesn't know Ji Baishi, he can easily answer that he doesn't know him.

The more silent, the more proof that he knew Ji Baishi.

The longer the silence lasted, the more it proved the relationship between him and Ji Baishi.

A few minutes passed.

Song Qianyi sighed and sent a message to the past: "he is dead, do you know?"

Mr. J quickly replied, "when did it happen?"

"New Year's Eve, the new year's Eve..."

"What about his body? Where did you bury him? "

"His body was taken away by the people of the red shield organization!"

"What?"

"Didn't he tell you? The Ji family can't die outside! You should contact the people of the red shield agency and ask them to return his body! "

"He signed a body donation agreement before he died. I have no right to change his decision!"

After Song Qianyi sent out the news, there was once again a long silence.

Mr. J. two minutes later.

Song Qianyi looks at these chat records, and his thoughts become more complicated than ever before.

The next morning.

Song Qianyi didn't wake up, he felt that someone was tickling her with something like dog tail grass.

Now her eyes, then her ears, and then she scratched her neck.

No matter how good-natured you are, you can't stand being teased like this!

Song Qianyi slapped his backhand and said, "don't bother me!"

Bang!

The slap is not light or heavy. It's on someone's face.

Song Qianyi's sleepiness was suddenly scared out.

She opened her eyes and found a beautiful white woman squatting beside the bed.

The beautiful woman holds a soft white feather in her left hand, covers her cheek with her right hand, and pouts wrongly: "OK, why do you hit others?"

When song Qianyi heard the sound, his hair stood up.

"Zhan Yu? What are you doing? "

"I'm joking with you."

Zhan Yu glared at her angrily: "what are you doing beating me for?"

"I, I..."

Song Qianyi is surprised by her strange appearance.

She quickly sat up from the bed, pulled the quilt wrapped in the body: "you do not stay in your own room, run to my room for what?"

"I come to thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"I took the medicine you gave last night, and all the symptoms disappeared. Look at me, I don't sneeze or have a runny nose. My body is much fresher."

Zhan Yu stands up and turns twice in front of her with her skirt.

"Do you think I look beautiful in a skirt?"

"Yes, it's not bad, ha..."

Song Qianyi laughed two times: "if you can clean up the leg hair and armpit hair, it will be better!"

"You have a point. I'll shave now."

Zhan Yu said, turning to go to the bathroom.

Song Qianyi, seeing her coming, said, "Zhan Yu, don't blame me for not reminding you. You are still a man now. If you don't have these body hair, others will feel that..."

"It's going to be fine. It's winter now, and there are still months to go before summer. Then my body hair will grow back."

Zhan Yu is very happy to shave.

Song Qianyi gets up and looks at the time. It's almost half past eight.

She also took a medicine with water.

Xiao Kun gave this medicine, one pill a day.

A few days ago, she didn't feel much after taking this medicine. Recently, she felt that it might promote the secretion of hormones in her body, or promote the synthesis of collagen in her body. In short, the skin on her body and face is not as rough and yellow as it was when she was pregnant.

She would eat anything that would restore her appearance.

She was so ugly that she could hardly see it.

Zhan Yu came out of the bathroom happily: "do you see, am I much better now?"

Song Qianyi looks at her from head to toe.

Today, Zhan Yu painted a very delicate and charming make-up. He wore a wig with a woman's taste and a short skirt with chest height raised. His figure looks very graceful

However, as soon as she scratched her head and made a gesture, the taste changed.

Song Qianyi can only endure nausea: "not bad! If you go out now, you can be regarded as a beauty! "

"Really? Really?" Zhan Yu cheered: "am I really a beauty?"Song Qianyi nodded: "yes! You are beautiful

"Do you think brother Ting Xiao would like me like this?"

"How can I know if he likes it or not?"

Song Qianyi thought of Zhan Ting Xiao, his face became a little stiff.

"Well, Zhan Yu, you still have a very important thing to do today!"

"What's the matter?"

"Don't you want people from red shield to help you eliminate the sequelae and complications? Today you have to go to the hospital for a very detailed physical examination... "

"Oh, oh, oh, I know. I know. It's a big deal. I'll go there!"

Zhan Yu went to the mirror and looked at himself in women's clothes with loving eyes: "have a good look! Can I go out in this suit? "

Song Qianyi laughed: "you are at will!"

Zhan Yu is intoxicated with his beauty, and he doesn't notice the irony and ridicule in Song Qianyi's eyes.

She took the skirt and turned around in front of the mirror: "then I'll wear this one Anyway, Qiu Minghui is dead. No one can take care of me! "

Song Qianyi silently points wax to Zhan Yu in his heart.

If heaven wants to let it die, it must be mad first.

Zhan Yu is not far away from death.

When Zhan Yu looks at himself, his eyes are equipped with special effects such as beauty filter and skin grinding.

God, how can I look so good?

Shengshi Meiyan is talking about me!

"Song Qianyi, have you found out that my appearance and temperament are incomparably beautiful in this dress!"

"Zhan Yu, it's time for you to go to the hospital!"