Reborn Sweet Wife: The Paranoid Emperor Shaoruo Can Flirt

Wen Zhiwan explained the general process, and He Jingxi on the bed didn't intend to stop her. Qi Yan didn't understand what kind of medicine these two people bought in the gourd. She looked at Wen Zhiwan, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind. Those posts on the forum , maybe Wen Zhiwan released it.

She knew everything between the two of them, but she never denied anything, and the content of that discussion was just like what she saw with her own eyes.

"Wen Zhiwan, our relationship isn't that good, is it?" Qi Yan said lukewarmly.

The expression on Wen Zhiwan's face froze: "We have a very good relationship."

Qi Yan pretended to be unintentional and asked: "I see that you care about He Jingxi, and you've been telling me about He Jingxi. I thought you liked him, but what you're saying now seems like I like him?"

"I don't have it." Wen Zhiwan shook her head.

It's true that she likes He Jingxi, but she has never told anyone.And she thought that she didn't show it clearly, was Qi Yan, an emotional idiot, testing herself?

"Before He Jingxi was injured, you cried so much that you almost couldn't find your mother, did you forget?" Qi Yan looked at her with her chin propped up, "You can't deceive people with subconscious movements and expressions."

He Jingxi's expression was dull: "Qi Yan, we are just friends."

"Friends can also develop into lovers, I hope you can too." Seeing the atmosphere at the scene, Qi Yan pretended to look at his watch, and said anxiously: "Sorry, it's almost 7 o'clock, I have to go home, my brother Will be worried."

Wen Zhiwan forced a smile to say goodbye to her, her eyes were dark.

Song Yelin thought to himself: The third master of the Shen family probably doesn't know yet, the little sheep he raised with his own hands is now a black-bellied sheep, and it's a set of tricks for people.

After Qi Yan left, Song Yelin also came out.

"Little Qiqi, brother treats you to some delicious food, do you want to go?" Song Yelin looked like a coquettish woman who was dying after leaving the ward, not at all calm and self-sustaining just now, but like a child kidnapper Like traffickers.

"No." Qi Yan didn't want to talk to him.

Song Yelin continued: "Then I'll take you home."

Qi Yan: "..."

Ten minutes later, Qi Yan sat in the passenger seat and listened to Song Yelin in the driver's seat talking nonsense seriously. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "Song Yelin, have you considered the rest of your life?"

Song Yelin frowned: "If you're not good, you don't even call me brother."

"I'm asking you something." Qi Yan recalled that in his last life, Song Yelin went to the nun's convent for an examination, but ended up falling in love with a nun and fell in love with her ever since, which made the nun's convent run wild.

Song Yelin subconsciously looked at his lower body.

"Damn, I'm talking about the second half of my life." Are you looking at your lower body like a hooligan?
"I never thought about it." Song Yelin said lightly.

The two arrived at the Shen family's old house, and as soon as Qi Yan entered the door, he saw Shen Muchen, dressed in white, sitting on the sofa dealing with documents, and the big bear next to him was always on call.

"Are you still working when you get home?" She walked over and asked.

Hearing her voice, Shen Mochen raised his head: "It's late today."

What he meant was that Qi Yan came back from school late.

"Yes, I went to see a doctor." Qi Yan said honestly, not trying to hide anything.

Song Yelin behind him suddenly yelled: "At least I sent your little sister home, can't you let me have a meal here?"

What if you are homeless?Every time I come here, it's like looking for an organization.