Evil president, forced love

"By the way, you haven't said why you drove me away!" Yu Qingcheng squinted at him.

Shen Xiyan let out a long breath of relief, and looked like he was drinking, "Do you remember the days when I ran away from home?" Shen Xiyan asked, staring into her eyes, as if afraid of missing something .

Of course Yu Qingcheng remembered and made her worry for him in vain. Seeing his seriousness, Yu Qingcheng didn't like to tease him, so she just nodded honestly.

"Did you go to the Blue Bird Bar to find me that day, and you saw a box—killing people?" Shen Xiyan continued.

It was not a question, but an affirmation. Yu Qingcheng looked at him in disbelief. Could it be that the man that day was really Shen Xiyan.

"That's right, the person you saw was me." Shen Xiyan stared at her and continued, "I've gotten into some trouble recently, and I'm afraid I'll hurt you, so I have to send you away first, do you understand? "

Yu Qingcheng was still in extreme astonishment, and her reaction was half a beat slower than usual. She blinked, "Shen Xiyan, are you a boss?"

"Call me Xiyan after you tell me, otherwise, you can call me Yanyan." Shen Xiyan looked at her with a smile on his face.

Yu Qingcheng shuddered, and said awkwardly, "It's better to talk. But, then again, are you from the underworld?"

"You girl, you must have watched too many Hong Kong movies, what kind of underworld, I am a responsible businessman, don't mess with my reputation!" Shen Xiyan smiled helplessly.

"So that's the case, then why didn't you tell me earlier, it made me sad for many days!" Yu Qingcheng pouted dissatisfied.

"Okay, next time I must write a report in advance and give it to you, and I will wait for your approval before I do it. Alas, as a teacher, I am not convinced by my own students!" Shen Xiyan patted me lightly. With his head looking up to the sky and sighing deeply, he looked deeply moved.

Looking at Shen Xiyan's doting eyes, Yu Qingcheng fell into it again, and she knew that she had completely fallen into it.

Now she is full of this man in her heart. Yu Qingcheng is not a woman who gives her heart easily, but she is extremely superstitious. She believes in fate and her own feelings. It must be firmly held in your own hands.

"Xiyan, I'm really the only one who calls you that? Then what do other people call you?" Yu Qingcheng snuggled into Shen Xiyan's arms and asked curiously.

"Didn't you hear it all, dear, sleep a little longer, and I will make up your homework for you at night"

"Why make it up at night?" I, Yu Qingcheng, asked puzzled.

Shen Xiyan shrugged, "Aren't you the most excited at night?"

"I'm sorry, are you praising me or hurting me?"

"You have been sleeping in class during the day, do you still sleep at night?"

"Damn, I'm not sleeping when you are in class!" Yu Qingcheng retorted whether it was tolerable or unbearable.

"Yes, you didn't sleep when I was in class, but you kept gnashing your teeth and staring at me, sometimes swearing, don't think I didn't hear you!" Shen Xiyan looked at her funny.

"I... I was exercising my facial muscles," Yu Qingcheng said with a guilty conscience.

"Hehe... Go to sleep, isn't your leg hurting? It's much better to fall asleep!" Shen Xiyan had a gentle expression on his face.

Since he was born, he has only shown such an expression to Yu Wanyan, but it's a pity that the two of them always have troubles.