Chuzheng's protest was not taken seriously by Shang Qi, and he quickly had someone make a tag with his name engraved on it and hang it around Chuzheng's neck.
Chuzheng: "… "
you wait for me!
Not only that, but Shang Qi also got all the things Chuzheng used that could be written.
Chuzheng felt that the good man card would die young.
It has been several days since Chuzheng came to the manor. Except that Shang Qi went out that day, he never went out again.
Chuzheng has no electronic equipment, and he still hasn't figured out what the identity of Shang Qi is.
Chuzheng was lying on the windowsill basking in the moonlight, and faintly heard the sound of the piano.
The sound of the piano was intermittent, I don't know what tune it was, and it was very uncomfortable to hear.
Especially now in the middle of the night, it seems even more infiltrating.
Chuzheng jumped off the windowsill and went out through the half-open door.
Outside the door, the bodyguards Xiao Wu and Xiao Si were standing together, speaking in a low voice.
"Be optimistic about Moon and a half, and don't let it go upstairs."
"I'll go notify Doctor Du first."
"Check everything else, don't go wrong."
Chuzheng didn't know much about it, but it didn't prevent her from knowing that there might be something wrong with the good person card.
A good person card without problems is not a good person card.
While the two were still talking, Chu Zheng quickly slipped away.
She walked silently and fast, and the two bodyguards didn't notice it at all.
Chuzheng went upstairs quickly, followed the intermittent sound of the piano, and found a room.
Chuzheng remembered that this room was locked, and now the sound of the piano came from here.
So it is very likely that Shang Qi is in it...
At this moment, there was a sharp piano sound inside, which was like a deadly magic sound for a long time.
bang-
There was a dull sound when the heavy object fell, the sound of the piano disappeared, and the room fell into dead silence.
Chuzheng grabbed the door handle to open the door, but it couldn't be opened, and the door was locked from the inside.
Chuzheng immediately took out the silver thread and unlocked it from the inside.
The light in the room was not turned on, and the light from the window fell in, barely able to see the situation in the room.
There was a piano in the middle, the piano bench fell to the ground, and the white window screens were lifted by the wind and flew in the air.
Other than that, there is nothing in the room.
Business abandonment is not there.
He is not in this room.
Chuzheng turned around and found no one, as if she was hallucinating just now.
Chuzheng checked the room and found nothing unusual. She ran out of the door in a few steps.
The bodyguard Xiao Si was standing in the hall, Chuzheng went down, and Xiao Si saw her: "Yueban, why did you run out?"
Moon and a half you uncle!
"Little Si, come here." Someone called Xiao Si.
Xiaosi glanced at Chuzheng, regardless of whether she understood it or not: "Don't run around."
Xiao Si quickly followed the person and left.
Chuzheng: "… "
This breaks the body.
Chuzheng thought about it and chased Xiao Si out, but Xiao Si just went out to answer the phone and didn't do anything.
The other bodyguards were all standing outside, watching the time, watching the sky, not knowing what they were doing.
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after an hour.
Chuzheng saw Shang Qi coming in from outside, covered in the frost of the night, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.
A young doctor followed behind him.
The young doctor frowned and persuaded: "Shang Qi, you can't go on like this."
"I have the numbers."
Shang Qi responded indifferently, walked to the sofa and sat down.
The young doctor sighed and opened the medicine cabinet that he was carrying. Chuzheng walked over from the stairs, Shang Qi glanced at her, and reached out to stop the young doctor's hand.
"What are you doing? You don't even see the doctor now?" The young doctor wrote 'You still want to go to heaven? '
Just as the young doctor was talking, Chuzheng jumped onto the sofa and leaned back in two steps, looking at Shang Qi condescendingly.
Apart from his pale face, Shang Qi couldn't see any other problems.
Chuzheng stared at him for two seconds, and because he couldn't speak, he could only look at him noble and glamorous.
"Yo, where's your cat?" The young doctor's attention was diverted by Chuzheng, and he was surprised.
"I picked it up." Shang Qi's tone was cold.
"Why do you remember having a cat?" The young doctor was obviously familiar with Shang Qi.
"… "
Shang abandoned no answer.
He didn't know why he picked it up in the first place.
At that time, he saw this little guy from the car, with his head down and his ears drooping, sitting alone on a street corner. The first reaction that popped into his mind was to take it back and raise it.
And he did.
At this time, it looked at itself like this, and Shang Qi was a little uncomfortable. Those azure blue eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.
Shang Qi retracted his gaze: "Go to the study."
"What study are you going to, there is no one else here." The young doctor was puzzled.
Shang Qi had already got up and walked upstairs.
The young doctor silently rolled his eyes and scolded: "You will kill yourself sooner or later!"
Chuzheng jumped down and followed Shang Qi, but when the two entered the door very quickly, Chuzheng almost got hit on the nose.
Chuzheng: "… "
I fuck!
What is the good guy doing behind my back
Bully me can't speak is not it!
Chuzheng put her ear to it and listened, but heard nothing.
Turning his eyes, Chuzheng immediately ran towards the window, jumped out of the window a few times, and climbed to the study window.
Too bad the window was blocked by curtains.
Chuzheng: "… "
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in the study.
The young doctor has already dealt with it and put the things in the box. He told Shang Qi to take a rest, and then the topic changed: "That cat looks very beautiful, did you really pick it up?" Which stray cat looks like that
"Ok."
The young doctor raised his eyebrows: "Where did you pick it up? I'll pick one up too."
Shang Qi said an address, and he picked it up originally, so he didn't have anything to hide.
"...Then you plan to keep it?"
"Yeah." Shang Qi buttoned up his cuffs, and there were emotions in his eyes that the young doctor couldn't understand: "It's very good."
Young doctor: "Okay, you're not very popular here anyway. It's nice to have a cat. What's your name?"
"A month and a half."
The young doctor clicked his tongue, half-smiling but not smiling, and finally told Shang to abandon a few words, and then left with the box.
When he went downstairs, he happened to see Chuzheng jumping in from the window, stepping on the window sill, ready to come down.
The young doctor raised his eyebrows and went straight over, wanting to touch Chuzheng's head.
"Little Fatty, come and touch my brother."
Chuzheng: "..." Perverted! Who is fat! You are fat!
Chu Zheng's eyes were fierce and he glared at the young doctor. The latter was stunned. Why does this cat's eyes look so similar to people
It is said that cats understand human nature, which seems to be true.
The young doctor muttered, "It's quite fierce..." He didn't give up, and still wanted to touch Chuzheng.
Chuzheng patted it with a paw, and there was a bloodstain on the back of the young doctor's hand.
"Hi..." The young doctor pointed at Chuzheng: "Why are you so fierce, I won't do anything to you!"
Chuzheng: "..." The ghost knows what you want to do to such a cute me! The good man card treats me like a cat, even if you are a pheasant, you want to touch me too! I don't want to be ashamed!
"what are you doing?"
Shang Qi heard the voice and came out of the study, just in time to see the scene where the young doctor pointed at Chuzheng.
Chuzheng immediately jumped off the window sill and took a few steps to Shang Qi's side.
Shang Qi bent over and picked her up, Chuzheng put his paws on his shoulders, like holding a child.
"You cat is too bad-tempered." The young doctor showed his scratched hand and complained: "Look, it caught me?"
"It never caught me." Shang Qi said.
The young doctor choked, are you showing off