Reborn Sweet Wife: The Paranoid Emperor Shaoruo Can Flirt

Ji Cheng: "..." Isn't it?

Of course he didn't say this, but his expression was obvious, what the other party said was not wrong, he thought so.

"My expression just now gave you this illusion?" Qi Yan asked.

The boss nodded noblely and coldly.

She didn't explain in the end, and Ji Cheng and Ji Cheng were just ordinary friends, there was no need to explain so much, she had other important things to do, so she didn't intend to put her mind on these.

When they came home from school, it was Da Xiong who came to pick him up, but Shen Muchen was not there.

"Big Xiong, where's Brother Muchen?" She asked.

Xiong Bei in the driver's seat replied earnestly: "I still have something to do, I'm in a meeting."

"Tsk, Shen Muchen is obviously still very young, why do you all talk to each other." Qi Yan didn't understand this matter in his last life, but he was too busy at that time, so he didn't have time to ask.

Xiong Bei: "..." How to answer this question.

Since he came to work as a full-time driver and part-time bodyguard, he has followed the big team and started calling him the third master, so it is difficult to tell Miss Qi Yan the reason. An opportunity to make himself.

When she returned to the old house, she found that Mr. Shen had returned.

Old Man Shen is the last person in charge of the Shen family. He has a majestic face and often wears a Tang suit. He looks like an old fairy with a spirit of immortality. Qi Yan has always admired this Grandpa Shen in his heart.

In the previous life, he was the first to agree to his marriage with Shen Muchen, but later on, his marriage with Shen Muchen was not happy, and he was also unhappy in his heart. Later, Shen Muchen was hunted down and his whereabouts were unknown. She was also framed, and old man Shen died of a heart attack overnight, but she knew that the old man didn't have a heart attack, who did it.

Everything is like a fog, unraveling.

She walked up to the old man step by step, and said sweetly: "Grandpa Shen." This voice was sincere, and her disrespect and filial piety to the old man in her previous life should start from this life.

Seeing Qi Yan, the old man smiled kindly: "Xiao Qi is also this old."

"You've only been traveling for less than half a year, why do you feel like you haven't seen me for years?" She put down her schoolbag, walked over and sat beside the old man, obedient and sensible, like a docile cat,

"I've been away from home for so long, and I don't know how you get along with your brothers. I was afraid that you would be wronged. I originally wanted to come back soon, but I thought you should be able to handle it yourself, and Muchen will help you." The old man said Intermittently, all the words were defending Qi Yan.

When she was a child, she hated the old man.

Because he broke up his grandparents, he made his grandma pregnant and brought his mother into exile. In the end, he had no choice but to give birth to a weak mother. But after thinking about it, if it weren't for Mr. Shen, his mother might not have grown up, and he would not have been born.

So in this world, no one is sorry for anyone.

So everything is just a chance.

"I'm fine. I'm already this old. How can I not be able to tell good from bad? Even if I still have puberty, right and wrong can be distinguished. Don't worry." Qi Yan is serious. Talking is always with a gun and a stick, only now, she is extremely docile.

Those who have died once know what gratitude is.

I also understand that there is nothing good for no reason in this world. The reason why the old man loves himself so much is just because he loves his house and black. It is because of the remorse for his grandma and the early death of his mother who raised him since he was a child. Send people.

"Xiao Qi has really grown up." The old man said in comfort.

After a while

Shen Mochen also walked into the villa, saw the two people talking, subconsciously frowned, and walked over calmly: "Grandpa."

"Why this expression?" the old man asked.

"It's okay." Shen Muchen signaled.

I can't ask you blatantly if you are bullying my wife.

"Follow me to the study." The old man said in a deep voice.

Shen Muchen didn't understand, so he followed upstairs, Qi Yan didn't know what happened, returned to his room and started to do the questions, oh, study, oh math, oh English, oh God, kill me with a sword!
The study of the old house at this time.

Shen Mochen followed the old man into the study room, originally wanted to sit on the sofa with the old man, but unexpectedly, the old man said indifferently: "Stand."

Shen Muchen: "..."

Then the old man sat on a chair and looked at his grandson.

Neither of them opened their mouths, they just stared at each other.

The study room is large and quiet, the old man's study room is simple and unsophisticated, the vines on the window sill outside are spreading, Shen Muchen looked at the old man sitting on the chair, feeling a little helpless.

"Shen Muchen." The old man's voice was deep and thick, not as kind as before.

Shen Muchen: "Yes."

"How are you getting along with Xiaoqi recently?" The old man looked like a big brother.

Shen Muchen: "It's okay."

"Did you bully her?"

"No."

"Do you have any other thoughts about her?"

Shen Muchen shook his head: "No."

Perfunctory like an emotionless robot.

I don't know which one is true and which is false.

"Shen Muchen, don't pretend to be in front of me. I don't know what you are like." The old man is unhappy. This grandson has been the most worry-free since he was a child. In his eyes, but his attitude towards Qi Yan made him feel strange.

If there was nothing between the two of them, he would not believe it at all.

Shen Muchen raised his eyes: "I want to marry her, can I?"

"Are... sure?" The old man hesitated for a moment?
Shen Muchen is not sure now, afraid that the old man will accidentally arrange Qi Yan in a place that he doesn't know. He is now in the eyes of others, but he still hasn't completely freed himself from the old man. range, so don't bet on it.

"When did you have such thoughts?" the old man asked.

Shen Muchen didn't know when he had this thought.

Qi Yan had lived in Shen's house since he was a child. He had no feelings for this girl, and because others kept bullying her, she only knew how to cry. A girl who loves to cry really makes him inexplicably disgusted.

He felt very strange to Qi Yan when he was a child.

It's as if two people are not on the same intersecting horizon at any time, and both of them are straight lines, but he never thought that one day, he would have the idea of ​​saving the country with a curve.

When Qi Yan was 15 years old, he felt that he was different when he saw her. At that time, Qi Yan was dazzling, like a little princess, with an elegant smile on his face, completely different from the little guy who was bullied when he was a child .

After getting along with people, everything is graceful and decent.

It's like growing up all of a sudden.

He felt irritated in his heart, left the banquet and returned to the old house, only to find that Qi Yan had already returned to the old house, sitting in the empty living room taking off the decorations on his body, he frowned, why not go back to the room.

"It's so annoying, I just said that I hate these things, you are too heavy, you know, I can't even carry you upstairs, so I am here to let you all be obedient."

"Tsk, I actually wore high heels today. The heels are too high. I actually walked the entire venue in them. My God, I'm such a genius. I just don't know if Grandpa Shen will be angry if I come back early."

"Oh, my mother, what was I doing just now? Is it possible that I am already depressed? Or is my mood unstable? What's the matter, I'm done, I'm done, I'm not You should see a doctor!"

"........."

Shen Muchen remained motionless in the dark, after watching a certain girl's drama performance, and finally watched her go upstairs indifferently, feeling a fire burning in his heart, but he didn't understand what it was.

The memory stopped here, Shen Muchen deeply felt that he was a beast.

He actually attacked his sister who was staying at home.

And actually thought about some bad magnificent dreams.

"I want to marry her." Shen Muchen strengthened his heart.

After coming out of the study, the rest of his life survived the catastrophe.

It's not because of the old man's sudden question, but because the little girl living in the room at the end of the corridor has too much beauty, and wants to let herself possess as much as possible. Desire is like a spider's thread, entangled and bound his soul.

Qi Yan was thinking about life in the room.

"Mathematics—tsk, give up."

"Physics??? Am I science? Why is there physics?"

"Oh my God, what is this? A chemical equation?"

"Oh grass, kill me, I'm meaningless to live—"

The words stopped abruptly, Shen Muchen stood at the door, tall and tall, he didn't know where he had been for a long time, his deep eyes bound Qi Yan, such eyes inexplicably scared her, "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

"You didn't lock it." Shen Muchen spoke confidently.

Qi Yan: "..."

If I don't lock it, maybe it's for you to open it?

"Is there something wrong?" Despite this, she was still generous and asked kindly.

"fine."

Shen Muchen walked in and saw her look, she was so decadent, the originally smooth hair had been turned into a messy chicken coop at this moment, making her look particularly weak, pitiful and helpless.

"Why come to me if you have nothing to do?" Qi Yan was puzzled.

Shen Muchen was indifferent: "I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

Qi Yan has nothing to say, big brother, you can do whatever you want, and I will wait for the villain without saying anything.

"Can't do the questions?" Shen Muchen asked seeing the mess on her desk.

Qi Yan nodded: "How should I put it, I know them, they don't know me, they can't reach the telepathy, and then I have love and it has no intention, and in the end, it falls apart, and the living love is forced into tragedy."

Shen Muchen: "..."

Should he keep watching this showman?

Qi Yan is still like this, the appearance in his memory has not changed in any way, it seems that she has always been like this.