"Aqian? Aqian?!"
"... Mom, I'm listening."
Yang Lan glanced at him worriedly: "Are you really all right?"
The man lowered his eyelids, his expression unchanged, "You think too much."
"Do you know about Shen Xu and Quan Liuye?" Yulu tentatively.
"Ok."
"When?"
Shen Qian raised his eyes, and a flash of coolness flashed, faintly: "Today."
"Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"Mom, what's the point."
A touch of unnaturalness flashed across Yang Lan's face, "Aru and Xiaoyan had accidents one after another, and now she is the only girl left in this family."
"So?" Shen Qian had no expression, and his voice was faint.
Yang Lan sneered: "Miss Shen San suddenly became the only young lady in the Shen family, I'm afraid that the fake will be more refined and expensive than the genuine one."
"Aru and Xiaoyan are still there, don't say such things in the future." It hurts people and even more hurts feelings.
It seems that Shen Ru and Shen Yan have become useless and destined to leave the game.
"Are you blaming me for being cruel?"
Yang Lan was injured, and of course she knew the meaning of those words for her own son.
Shen Qian frowned: "Mom, you have too many ideas, and some things are totally groundless."
The "only lady" is completely unfounded.
Yang Lan shook her head, "No... you don't understand..."
She had a very strong hunch that Shen Hou would become stronger and stronger, and eventually even threatened her status.
Or more seriously, shake the foundation of the Shen family!
But these are just her intuitions, and Shen Qian is right. It is difficult to convince people with unfounded things.
"Well, let's not say anything far, just talk about her and Quan Hanting." Yang Lan calmed down. After all, she has been a wealthy lady for so many years, regardless of her acuity and insight, she has already cultivated." In the past, she was just an illegitimate daughter. You can ignore it and not take it seriously, but now she has the identity of a'sixth master's girlfriend', do you think it will be the same as before?"
"Liu Ye's girlfriend", the five words, are like five steel pins, nailed to Shen Qian's heart fiercely.
Repulsion, disgust, anger.
The mood was surging rapidly, but his face remained calm.
But this kind of unreleasable depression has no benefit at all, except that the injury adds to the injury, and the pain adds to the pain.
However, he held back.
Separate all unnecessary emotions with strong endurance and tenacity, and then show it to others in a calm posture.
From Yang Lan's point of view, he was still gentle and calm, and he was the son she was proud of.
Withdrawing her gaze, she slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, as if finally relieved.
Shen Qian: "Where is it different?"
"First of all, the attitude of the old man and your dad towards her will change." In the past, no matter how Shen Hou could pretend and be likable, she was only "the illegitimate daughter of the Shen family". This identity was enough to overwhelm her.
Shen Chunjiang can love, indulge, and pity this daughter, but this kind of affection is like treating an eye-catching pet—touching and teasing when he is happy, kicking it away when he is upset.
For a family, a pet may have feelings after being with him for a long time, but it is definitely overwhelming.
Once the interests of the two conflict, the sacrificed and abandoned are destined to be pets.
Therefore, even if Yang Lan felt uneasy, she didn't have the slightest fear of Shen Xu.
But now it's different.
Pets climb into a stronger master, and then it is likely to evolve into "dog fights".
At that time, people are inferior to dogs, and they lose their status.
This is not just fear, but also a panic that feels threatened.
"Aqian, I know you don't like to listen to this, but some people have to guard against it!"
The man stood there, his calm eyes glowed with indifferent light, as if he had heard it, and he didn't seem to care.
Yang Lan added another fire: "If you don't believe me, just wait and see, Shen Hou's position in this family will soon be different."
Is Shen Qian stupid
Can't he figure out these truths
In fact, he is more sensitive than Yang Lan and can understand everything better.
It's just that Shen Xu and Quan Hanting's public blows caused him to deceive himself and others for the time being.
Now, all the realities and all the problems have been dismantled by Yang Lan one by one, spread out in the sun, without even giving him a chance to escape.
Shen Qian: "I know."
Yang Lan had a meal: "Aqian, you..."
"Mom," he raised his eyes along the way, a touch of coldness suddenly appeared, "I will take care of everything you said."
She finally felt relieved, feeling that her tongue was not in vain, and she was so relieved that she was crying with joy.
"... Okay," Fu choked as soon as he opened his mouth. "The only thing Mom can rely on now is you. Don't let me down."
The calmness in Shen Qian's eyes was gradually replaced by firmness, and there was a vaguely murderous expression.
Houhou, is Quan Hanting the way you chose
Next, you have to walk well, otherwise, no one will feel distressed if you fall.
In the study room separated by the door, there is also a conversation at this moment.
"... Dad, that's how things happened." Shen Chunjiang stood in front of the window, with a smile that couldn't be suppressed at the corner of his lips.
At the other end, the old man's voice was majestic and Shen Rin: "Quan Hanting admitted it himself?"
"Yes!"
"Okay, I didn't see the wrong person!" Shen Zongming's expression was lifted, "Your daughter didn't confess in vain."
At the Mingda anniversary reception, the dance that Quan Hanting actively invited gave the old man enough signals and hints.
After that, he and Shen Hun talked alone once, asking her to do everything possible to catch up with Quan Hanting, in exchange, agreeing to set sail for her study.
Unexpectedly, it really became!
At the beginning, Shen Zongming just had the mentality to give it a try. After all, the other party was not an ordinary person, but the sixth master of Quan Han Ting Quan!
"From now on, be polite to Shen Hou, try to follow her and meet her requirements."
Shen Chunjiang: "I know what to do. But..."
"Speak straight."
"I took a look at Houhou's tone. Her relationship with Quan Hanting... shouldn't be as optimistic as we thought."
"What's the basis?"
Shen Chunjiang said about her address to Quan Hanting: "...It's still called Liu Ye, which is more than respectful and lacking in intimacy. I think their relationship should be dominated by Quan Hanting."
"In this case, don't ask for anything for the time being, and don't disturb the other side, let them develop for a while. However, you can try Shen Hun again to see what her attitude is."
"it is good."
…
This night, it was destined to be unstable.
The lamp in the study room of the old house of the Shen family stayed on until wee hours, and the master bedroom of Dongli Villa also failed to sleep.
Shen Hun was tossed miserably.
The hands are sore and weak, and the body is sweaty.
By the time it was over, she was already a salted fish that had difficulty turning over.
Quan Hanting leaned to her ear and wanted to kiss him, but Shen Hun avoided it.
"You... stay away from me."
"why?"
"Looking at you makes me hurt."
"Where does it hurt?"
"... My whole body hurts."
"Then I can press it for you?"
Men who eat and drink are always very gentle, Shen Hou only felt that two gentle and powerful palms were kneaded on his waist, and his fatigue was quickly relieved.
Then there are shoulders, arms...
"Is this strength okay?"
Shen Hun half-squinted his eyes comfortably, showing cat-like laziness all over, "Yeah."
Move the hand to the base of the thigh.
The woman clamped her legs subconsciously, and was instantly alert: "What are you doing?"
"Let me see if I hurt..."
"No need to!"
"Didn't it hurt you just now?"
Shen Hou curled his lips, showing disgust: "You keep on shouting, but now you can do it afterwards, is it interesting?"
Quan Hanting touched his nose: "He is a normal man, he can't stop if he wants to."
"... Are you reasonable?" Shen Hou said quietly.
He stopped talking.
Well, with a guilty conscience, it is best to choose silence.
Shen Hun slowed down for a while, and his strength gradually recovered before he felt his whole body slimy. As soon as she got out of bed, she was beaten and hugged by someone and walked steadily towards the bathroom—
"Master will make up for it now, okay?"
The woman snorted coldly, but silently wrapped her hand around his neck.
The next day, the biological clock worked on time to wake Shen Hou.
Quan Hanting took her to sleep for another half an hour. Of course, she was inevitably eaten tofu by various fancy ways. Although she didn't carry her gun to battle, she was almost done.
Had breakfast, nine o'clock.
Shen Hou received a call from Shen Chunjiang—
"When do you have time, go home?"
"It's okay now." The smile entered the eyes, and the tone was soft.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Shen Hou returned to the old house.
Ding Bo squatted in the garden and continued to work day after day. He raised his eyes to see her and called out "Miss Three" with a smile.
Shen Hui smiled back.
Soon, steward Zhou greeted him, "Miss San, Mr. is waiting for you in the study."
"it is good."
She changed her slippers and walked straight to the study.
Knock knock—
"Come in."
Shen Wei pushed the door and walked in, "Dad, what's the matter with me?"
"Sit down." Shen Chunjiang raised his chin and motioned for her to sit on the opposite chair.
According to the words, Shen Hou follows good faith like flow.
"We all heard about the wedding yesterday."
She didn't speak, her head hung down, her white neck forming a beautiful arc.
The sunlight shines through the glass window, as if transparent, and the blue blood vessels under it can be seen.
Slender, weak and unbearable.
Shen Chunjiang suddenly understood why people like Quan Hanting had a soft spot for Shen Hun.
Strong men like weak women, just like towering trees that always need dodder flowers to climb.
This is a sense of accomplishment that can make people addicted or even crazy.
"Why, are you still shy?" Shen Chunjiang smiled and joked.
Shen Hou flushed his cheeks with shame, and he dared not look up, "Dad~"
With that hypocritical tone, she couldn't help but get goose bumps.
Life is not easy, it all depends on acting.
"Okay, there is no one else here, what's the embarrassment? When did you and Liu Ye get together?"
"recent."
"How does he treat you?"
"well."
"What a good way?"
Shen Wei's eyes flickered, "It's..."
Under Shen Chunjiang's fiery gaze, she suddenly stretched out her hand to cover her face—
"I don't know what to say."
Shen Chunjiang: "..."
This is not so much a conversation between a father and a daughter, as it is a deliberate temptation.
Shen Chunjiang's problems always revolve around her relationship with Quan Hanting.
Shen Hou would avoid it if he could avoid it, and if he couldn't avoid it, he answered half-truths and half-false.
Finally, Shen Chunjiang came to the conclusion—
Although Liu Ye acknowledged the identity of Shen Hou's girlfriend, he did not use the affection deeply, and was far from breaking principles for her.
In this way, some of his requirements cannot be mentioned.
This included inviting Quan Hanting to dinner at Shen's house.
"... Okay, nothing else. Go out first."
"Good." Shen Wei got up and left.
Shen Chunjiang transferred to the old man after changing hands.
Shen Hun did not leave directly, and was going to go upstairs to get his clothes.
Although there has been no occupancy for a long time, the rooms are very clean.
The "green fat man" on the window sill is also full of vigor and plump.
Shen Hun packed up a few close-fitting sweaters and put them in his luggage. When he went downstairs and left, he ran into Shen Qian who was coming oncoming.
The two stopped.
One stands on the steps and one stands under the steps.
One looks down, the other looks up.
Then at the same time look away and continue to move forward.
Wiping home, she heard the man spit out a soft sentence—
"Good for yourself."
Shen Hui turned his head and saw the man's back disappear in the corner of the second floor...
Regardless of the kind of shock caused by the exposure of Liu Ye's love affair in Ningcheng's wealthy circle, the Qihang school is full of peace.
Last week, He Hongye's "Enterprise Mergers and Acquisitions" came to a successful conclusion. The last class conducted a quiz in class, and the results came out today.
Everyone was looking forward to it, as if they had returned to the middle school period-Fenfenfen, the lifeblood of students.
When Zhang Fan walked into the classroom and swiped, he met dozens of pairs of piercing eyes.
He raised his hand to support the frame, and smiled warmly: "Since everyone is so impatient, then I won't sell it. The transcript is in my hand. Do you want to post it and read it after class, or announce it in get out of class?"
"Professor, just read it—" someone shouted from below.
Attracted a large echoing voice.
The difficulty of this quiz is average, so everyone is generally confident and not afraid of losing face if the score is low.
Zhang Fan has always respected the opinions of the students and started to report the results after taking out the transcript.
With a perfect score of one hundred, one-third of the people got ninety, and two-thirds were between eighty and ninety, except for one.
Zhang Fan: "... Ma Yulin, no results."
As soon as he said this, the quiet classroom instantly boiled.
"No grades? What do you mean? Zero points?"
"Is it cheating? I remember one of the school regulations of Qihang: If cheating is found, the grades will be cancelled, and corresponding penalties will be given according to the seriousness of the circumstances."
"It stands to reason that cheating was caught on the spot, but there was nothing happening on the day of the quiz?"
"That's weird..."
Ma Yulin was pale, staring at Zhang Fan in astonishment, as if she didn't understand why this happened.
A few people next to her were twittering—
"Yulin, what's the matter?"
"Everyone has results, why don't you?"
"On the day of the exam, I obviously saw you finish the test, and I checked it carefully before handing in the paper."
"Professor, can you make a mistake?" One of the women stood up and looked directly at Zhang Fan.
The latter put down the transcript, pressed it with his hand, and said calmly: "That's what it says above."
"Then why didn't Ma Yulin score?"
"Because she couldn't be found in the test papers that I received."
"Impossible, I saw her hand it in with my own eyes!"
Ma Yulin also stood up, her soft and timid voice suppressed her crying, her eyes flushed: "Professor, I can swear, I have handed in the paper!"
"Are you sure?" Zhang Fan glanced at her, and there was a trace of obscurity in it, his expression still calm.