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He Yifan knocked on the door loudly, as if knocking on Shen Qianqing's heart, knocking made her feel distressed.

He Yifan didn't say a word, but kept knocking on the door. Shen Qianqing was on the other side of the door, crying uncontrollably, but she didn't dare to make a sound. She bit her lip tightly. Bloodshot.

After knocking on the door for an unknown amount of time, He Yifan finally spoke: "Shen Qianqing, open the door."

Shen Qianqing was so frightened that she even forgot to breathe. Such a familiar voice now sounds like it came from the depths of her memory. It was the kind of voice he called her when she woke up from a dream at midnight. .

"Shen Qianqing?" He Yifan yelled again, no emotion could be heard from his voice, it was very flat, "I know you are inside. Do you think I can't get in if you don't open the door?"

Feeling empty, Shen Qianqing stood up in a panic, holding onto the doorknob tightly, as if she could stop He Yifan in that case.

She believed what he said, even if she didn't open the door for him, he would still have a way to open the door and come in. There are lockpicking companies, or his think tanks, any one of them can defeat her defense line in minutes, and she will be even more ashamed .He is so extraordinary, he can do anything.It's better to listen to what he said now and open the door.

When the sound of the door lock being opened came, He Yifan's lips immediately showed a trace of complacency.

Before seeing He Yifan, Shen Qianqing adjusted her breathing to be peaceful, but when she saw his long-lost face, all her rationality disappeared in an instant, and suddenly a wave of grievance hit her heart, Shen Qianqing's nose was sore Even his brows were wrinkled.

"Aren't you going to invite me in for a sit down?" He Yifan's indifferent voice came, looking at Shen Qianqing who was facing him with his head down, he folded his arms leisurely.

Hearing this, Shen Qianqing moved her body away, closed her eyes and panted hard, took a last deep breath, she finally raised her head, looked directly at He Yifan, and said, "Come in."

He Yifan took a step forward, passed Shen Qianqing and walked in.

Shen Qianqing closed the door silently, turned around, did not follow immediately, but stood at the door, watching his back.

He Yifan stopped in the living room, looked around, then turned around and said to Shen Qianqing sarcastically: "I haven't seen you for a year, and I haven't heard from you at all. I thought you were living the life of a reclusive rich lady. Unexpectedly, huh... ..." This last sound was filled with infinite sarcasm.

Shen Qianqing pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his words, walked in front of He Yifan, about two steps away from him, and said, "What are you doing here?"

He Yifan sneered and said, "What? I'm not welcome?"

"Do you see me as welcoming?"

He Yifan didn't care about the hostility in Shen Qianqing's words, sat down on the sofa and said, "Aren't you going to give me some water?"

Shen Qianqing said, "I'm sorry, I don't have the water you want to drink here."

He Yifan shrugged nonchalantly, and said, "You here..." He looked around again while speaking, and then said, "Just have some tea, I know you don't have anything I want to drink." The disgust is undisguised.

Shen Qianqing was so blocked that he couldn't speak, but for some reason, he couldn't refuse his words, so he could only resent the district kitchen for pouring water for him.

"Give you."

He Yifan frowned, raised his head and asked her, "Why is there no tea?"