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"Huh?" He Yifan could hear the deep smile in Shen Qianqing's voice, and he had doubts, when did this little woman become so difficult.

"If someone performs better than you, maybe I will follow them." Shen Qianqing said with a smile: "So you still have to keep working hard."

"Are you talking about Shen Dongyi?" He Yifan's voice was full of jealousy, as if as long as Shen Qianqing nodded and said yes, he would immediately go to Shen Dongyi.

Shen Qianqing was amused by He Yifan's tone as if he was facing an enemy, and lightly pinched He Yifan's arm: "If it was Shen Dongyi, there would be nothing wrong with you now."

Many things can happen in five years, you can meet many strangers, and then strangers can become close lovers, but if the place in your heart is always occupied by others, then time will become helpless.

He Yifan was very satisfied with Shen Qianqing's answer, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Shen Qianqing, I will definitely marry you."

Shen Qianqing let out a "huh" and answered, "You have to be nice to me, and only be nice."

"I promise you that I will make up for all the hardships you have suffered in the past five years, and then I will not let you shed any more tears."

He Yifan felt that he had finished talking all his life's nasty words tonight, but he didn't feel awkward at all, holding the woman he loved in his arms was like holding the whole world, which made him feel the happiness he had never experienced before.

If the ending is happy, then even if the process is very hard, she is willing to accept it. From the acquaintance to the current embrace, the psychological suffering during the period can't be understood by those who have not experienced it. Shen Qianqing's eyes are a little wet. It seems that she is always in a state of tears, and she has never felt that shedding tears can be such a happy thing.

"He Yifan, can I tell you something?" Shen Qianqing's face turned red, feeling very embarrassed.

He Yifan was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Say it."

"I'm a little hungry." Shen Qianqing said in a low voice with her head lowered and her hands twisted together, her face was as red as a grilled shrimp.

He Yifan was stunned for a moment and then laughed. After being glared at by Shen Qianqing for three seconds, he took the woman's soft little hand and walked to the table that had been prepared earlier. The waiter brought it up while they were just sweet.

Shen Qianqing sat across from He Yifan with a blushing face, feeling that it would be an extremely unpleasant thing to be hungry when she was so romantic, her face turned red again.

"Okay, don't be embarrassed, I won't laugh at you." He Yifan smiled and nodded the tip of Shen Qianqing's nose, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes sparkling: "I'm hungry too."

Shen Qianqing's embarrassment finally eased a little, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he sighed softly, but in the next second his eyes were attracted by the delicious food on the table.

"Have a taste of this." He Yifan picked up some food for Shen Qianqing, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This was Shen Qianqing's favorite pea yellow, but for some reason, He Yifan's face turned red.

Shen Qianqing picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. His eyes were curved, and the taste was very familiar, but where did he eat it?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Shen Qianqing's mind, and she looked at the man opposite in disbelief: "You did this, right?"