Xueba Queen's vest

Ye Zhili's mood suddenly became a little subtle.

It's like eating a fish and suddenly a fishbone gets stuck in your throat.

"Zhili?" Sang Tian knocked on the door outside: "The boss said that you will take over this case."

"Here we come." Ye Zhili withdrew his gaze from the coffee shop.

-

in the cafe.

Feng Yan hummed a ditty and ordered a glass of iced Americano.

He was excited to make new friends unilaterally, and he didn't feel sleepy when he got up early in the morning.

Seeing Shen Qing keeping his head down and fiddling with the phone, he stretched his neck and leaned over: "Old woman, what are you playing with?"

He thought that Shen Qing also played games like him.

In the end, she saw Shen Qing browsing the renting software.

He raised his eyebrows: "Are you looking for a house to rent?"

"En." Shen Qing responded, and continued to browse the information on the software.

"Let me tell you earlier, I have a vacant house in Yinhe Bay, you can just move in there." Feng Yan has always been generous to his friends.

As the second-generation richest man in the capital, he does have generous capital.

Shen Qing then thought in her heart.

Yinhe Bay is not far from the boss, but it is a high-end community, and the rent is expensive.

She looked up and said, "No, I don't plan to rent such an expensive house."

"Who told you to pay for the rent? I won't charge you." Fengyan stared.

"Then there's no need for it." Shen Qing was resolute.

She didn't regard Fengyan as her friend.

Even if she is a friend, she doesn't want to take advantage of others for nothing.

"Don't, I won't let you live in vain." Feng Yan understood Shen Qing's sincerity, and said anxiously:

"I want to make a deal with you."

Shen Qing: "What deal?"

Fengyan turned her head, very embarrassed:

"The matter that I was beaten by my grandpa and brother, you will always keep it a secret for me, don't tell the second person, even if Ye Zhili asks you, you can't tell him!

As long as you promise, I will let you live in my vacant house without charging you a penny. "

Shen Qing's tone was surprised: "It's that simple?"

"What is it that simple? Do you know how important a man's face is! I don't want to become a laughing stock in the circle after the news gets out!"

Feng Yan felt terrified at the thought of such a thing happening!

"Then I promise you to keep it a secret and not tell anyone else." Shen Qing nodded seriously.

"Deal!" Feng Yan, who finally solved the "big problem in his heart", smiled happily:

"I'll ask the nanny to clean up the house first, then I'll pack it up later, and then I'll give you the key and take you there.

If you need anything in the follow-up, if you want anything, just tell me, we are friends, you are welcome. "

After all, I took my mobile phone, brought bluetooth, and went to chase anime.

friend……

Shen Qing silently read these two words.

She has few friends.

The comrades-in-arms I met in the army also returned home after being discharged from the army, and they were separated from each other.

Feng Yan... Maybe she will really be a good friend.

Shen Qing took out the "Economic Law" on her mobile phone with a black screen, and opened it.

The two of them didn't bother anyone, it was the first time they were so harmonious and friendly.

-

In the evening, the lawyers of the firm get off work.

For the first time, Shen Qing did not go back to the apartment with Ye Zhili.

Because Ye Zhili was ridiculed by Shen Qing's words in the morning, he planned to go to the gym to exercise for two hours every afternoon after get off work, and not eat dinner at home.

Feng Yan also failed to send Sang Tian home.

Because Sang Tian discovered that her playing hard to get had no stimulating effect on Ye Zhili.

Then Fengyan has no use value, so he just found an excuse of "the car is repaired" and said goodbye to Fengyan.

After they left, Shen Qing and Feng Yan looked at each other blankly at the door of the coffee shop.

"Oh." Feng Yan was very disappointed.

At first he thought he could go further with Sang Tian, ​​but after so many days, nothing happened.

Shen Qing was not disappointed, when she was about to go home, she was stopped by Fengyan: "Shen Qing, it's still early, do you want to go out with me?"

"Hi what?" Shen Qing turned around.

Fengyan shook her mobile phone twice: "A friend formed a game and just asked me if I could go."

Shen Qing shook her head: "No."

She prefers to stay quietly without being disturbed than a place with a lot of people.

Fengyan asked: "Why, do you have something to do when you go back?"

"No."

"If you don't have one, go and have fun, it's so boring to be alone at home." Fengyan complained mercilessly:

"You are so stuffy that you can't beat a fart with eight sticks, you should go out and have fun more, otherwise it will only become more and more boring."

Shen Qing: "..."

One more person who said she was boring.

Is she really that boring?

"Let's go, don't hesitate, just enrich your life." Fengyan persuaded.

Shen Qing nodded in agreement.

The two went to a palatial nightclub.

One of the dimly lit boxes is the Bureau Fengyan mentioned.

It is full of young rich second generations, male and female, single, couple, and friends who have attended the banquet with Fengyan before.

"Here we come, Second Young Master Feng is here!"

"Second Young Master is finally here, and I'm just waiting for you to come and be a Maiba."

"Why is Second Young Master following someone behind?"

"Fuck, this isn't the 100% empty-handed catch—"

Before finishing speaking, Feng Yan interrupted: "What 100%? It's called Sister Qing! Let me introduce to you, she is my new friend, Shen Qing."

With Fengyan protecting them, everyone shouted "Sister Qing" out of face.

Shen Qing straightened her back, and habitually greeted with a deadpan expression: "Hello."

Everyone: "..."

I vaguely feel that Sister Qing's painting style is different from everyone else's.

"You can find a place to do it at random, and you can order whatever you want to eat or drink, and I will treat you." Feng Yan left this sentence, and went to sing with a microphone.

Just like his amazing painting skills, Feng Yan's singing voice is also amazing.

The difference is that the former is too weird and low-level, and the latter is like listening to fairy music.

Shen Qing sat on the sofa, put her hands on her knees, her back was as straight as a bamboo, and listened attentively.

Such a form has attracted discussions from everyone in the venue.

"What's the situation with this sitting posture? Is it too serious, or too nervous?"

"I don't know, I only know that her dress is so old-fashioned..."

"So what's the old-fashioned way? Second Young Master said, that's his new friend. I haven't even been called a friend by Second Young Master."

"How about getting close in the past?" Some people were eager to move.

But another beautiful girl took the lead.

The girl sat down beside Shen Qing with a friendly smile on her face: "Hello, Sister Qing, my name is Xiaohu, and I am the second young master's friend."

Shen Qing: "Hello."

Girl: "Sister Qing looks so sassy, ​​I like this kind of sister the most."

She used "praise" to eliminate any possible hostility.

Shen Qing: "Thank you."

Girl: "How did Sister Qing know Er Shao?"

She made another move to find out the bottom line of Shen Qing and Feng Yan.

Shen Qing: "Banquet."

The extremely concise answer made the girl's smile stiffen: "So that's the case. Does Sister Qing have any songs you want to sing? I'll help you."

The ultimate goal, to please Shen Qing, to draw in the relationship with Shen Qing, is to draw in the relationship with Fengyan.

Shen Qing: "No."

The girl's smile became stiffer: "Want to eat?"

Shen Qing: "No."

The girl lost her smile: "Want to drink?"

Shen Qing: "No."

girl:"……"

If it weren't for the wind and flames covering Shen Qing, she would have asked Shen Qing: You can die if you say a few more words, right?

It's really too boring, I can't talk at all, and I can't pick up the topic.

The girl left angrily.

The rest refused to accept and wanted to challenge Shen Qing's authority, but they were all defeated in the end.

No one can take the words in Shen Qing's hands.

Forcibly chatting awkwardly, Shen Qing will say "I don't want to chat, can you go to the side and play by yourself?"

Regarding this, Feng Yan knew nothing about it.

He sits on a high stool, like a singer at a concert, with exclusive use of the microphone.

Influenced by Sang Tian, ​​he sang several sad love songs.

The slightly drooping eyelids, serious and delicate profile, coupled with a heavenly singing voice, is even more attractive than popular singers on TV.

There were quite a few girls in the box, all showing infatuated eyes.

Every time Fengyan finished singing a song, they would applaud sincerely.

After singing a few more songs, Feng Yan let go of the microphone to let others enjoy themselves.

It's just that none of the latecomers can compare with Feng Yan.

Feng Yan, who doesn't sing, was dragged by friends to play games together, laughing and joking non-stop.

The rest also fell into the carnival of luxury and money.

The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, perfume, and food are intertwined presumptuously.

Singing, laughter, noise, miscellaneous sounds, deafening.

Even in such a lively place, Shen Qing was still alone, sitting on the sofa and listening to unknown people singing, out of tune with the surroundings.

Around ten o'clock, Shen Qing took out her mobile phone to check the time, got up and left.

It happened that Feng Yan was drinking, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Qing's back opening the box door and leaving, and he stood up quickly:

"Wait, I'll see you off."

People are brought by him, so he should send them out no matter what.

And...he was too excited, completely forgot about Shen Qing, ashamed, ashamed.

"It's okay, I'll just go back by myself." Shen Qing didn't have the concept of being picked up.

"I still have to send you off!" Feng Yan didn't care what Shen Qing thought.

He followed Shen Qing out of the nightclub.

As soon as the biting cold wind blew, the alcohol dissipated, and the chaotic carnival in his mind was also pressed by the pause button.

A sense of emptiness ensues.

Feng Yan, who accompanied Shen Qing to the parking lot to find a motorcycle, suddenly laughed at himself:

"Do you think I'm useless and useless?"

No school, no work, no serious business all day long, smoking, drinking, singing, clubbing, playing games, but proficient in everything.

Sometimes, even he looks down on himself.

No wonder Sang Tian kept rejecting him.

"I don't think so." Shen Qing kept walking.

"Huh?" Fengyan didn't expect Shen Qing to answer like that.

Shen Qing found her own motorcycle, and while taking out the helmet from under the seat cushion, she said calmly:

"You are very kind. Although you always look difficult, you never make things difficult for others. Once a customer in the coffee shop accidentally spilled coffee on you, but you didn't hold it accountable.

Not to mention that I always feel that I am superior to others, and look down on Aunt Chen and the others. "

"You are very kind to your friends. Although you are always yelling at them, they are in trouble and need money urgently. If they call you, you will do your best to help and will follow up on this matter."

"You attach great importance to your relatives. Although they can't say anything to you, I saw you using your mobile phone to scold those who smeared them online."

"You sing very well, like a professional singer. Maybe you can sing to Ms. Sang more usefully than painting a 'beautiful portrait' for Ms. Sang."

"So, I don't think you are useless."