Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

Song Qingyu was stunned by his shamelessness.

As the saying goes, you shouldn't hit a smiling person. Since Shen Shian had gone through so much trouble to come here, she couldn't possibly turn him away.

"Come in."

But there is still no smiling face.

Song Qingyu entered the living room by herself, and Shen Shian came in and placed the potted plants in a prominent position.

She poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Shian.

"You really don't plan to go back?"

Shen Shian's tone was unusually gentle. He glanced at the sofa. Song Qingyu didn't invite him to sit down, and he didn't go over either. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and asked her.

"not going back."

She responded calmly.

It seemed like he had forgotten all the anger from the past two days.

She thought Shen Shian would be furious again, but he walked up to her, took out a card from his pocket and put it on the table next to her.

"Tell me if you don't have enough money."

Song Qingyu: “…”

She looked at the man in front of her with strange eyes.

Shen Shian was a little confused by what he saw.

"what happened?"

He touched his face and asked, "Do you find that I am handsome?"

Song Qingyu fell into even more speechless silence. She gave him a fake smile and took the bank card: "Thank you, brother."

Don’t refuse the money that is given to you.

"Then... you should rest early. I'll go back first."

Shen Shian raised his eyebrows.

He waited for Song Qingyu to keep him for a while. After all, this was the first time in the past few days that the two of them had spoken to each other in a friendly manner.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingyu had no intention of keeping him at all.

"Goodbye, brother."

He looked like he couldn't wait for him to get out of here.

Shen Shian frowned subconsciously in displeasure, not knowing what he was thinking about, but he forced himself to suppress his anger.

"Ah."

Wait until you leave Song Qingyu's house.

Sitting in the car, Shen Shian made a phone call.

"Are you sure this will work?"

"Are you questioning me, the little white dragon of love?"

Jiang Yunzhou yelled, full of anger, "You are slapping me in the face!"

"stop."

Shen Shian interrupted impatiently.

It's not that he doubted Jiang Yunzhou's ability, but he felt that this formalism of "sending flowers" and "sending money" would not work on Song Qingyu at all.

Although she smiled at him just now, it looked like a fake smile.

It makes people feel creepy.

"Don't worry, what flowers did you send today?"

Jiang Yunzhou Bagua Dao.

"Well, the potted orchids are blooming beautifully."

Shen Shian answered truthfully.

There was silence on the phone.

"Why are not you talking?"

"Haha, Shen Shian, apart from your good looks and some money, I really don't know what else you have that girls like. You'd better pray for the best. Bye."

Jiang Yunzhou hung up the phone.

I'm so mad at my best friend that my stomach hurts. To please a girl, give her a potted plant. That's great!

Shen Shian didn't understand.

But when he thought about talking to Song Qingyu at the beginning, the dark clouds that had covered his face for many days gradually dissipated.

He took a cigarette and lit it, then lowered the car window, looked up at the lights of Song Qingyu's house, and a smile that was almost gentle appeared on his thin lips.

He did not deny that a few days ago, he was indeed furious at the news that she and Lin Yixuan spent the night together.

But think about it carefully.

Song Qingyu's grievance and anger at being wrongly accused were not fake.

He had wronged her, and he... didn't know how to bow his head.

Until he knew that she might really be with someone else, the panic overwhelmed his pride.

Now he realized that bowing his head was not a difficult thing.

*

The next few days.

Song Qingyu is busy holding an art exhibition.

The last art exhibition was promoted very successfully, and the gallery she and Lin Yixuan founded gradually became famous in Beijing.

This time.

She is going to hold her own solo exhibition.

Song Qingyu spent a lot of time preparing for this exhibition. Except for sleeping in the apartment, she spent most of her time in the gallery and studio.

this day.

She had just arrived at the gallery when Lin Yixiuan also arrived.

The two were discussing the theme of the exhibition when a luxury car stopped at the door.

Song Qingyu frowned and watched Qin Sheng get out of the car.

"What's wrong? Why does Miss Song look so unwelcome to me? Are you still angry about me taking the liberty of looking for your sister-in-law last time?"

Qin Sheng walked in surrounded by bodyguards.

He sat down on the sofa as if he was the master.

The last art exhibition was very successful. After receiving Qin Sheng's investment, Song Qingyu cut off contact with him.

Although Lin Yixuan had many doubts, he had always supported Song Qingyu's decision, so this time, he didn't say a word.

"I don't understand Mr. Qin's intention."

Song Qingyu's eyes were slightly cold.

She glanced at Qin Sheng and said, "If Mr. Qin came here today to sow discord between me and my family, then I'm sorry I don't welcome him."

"Tsk."

Qin Sheng took off his sunglasses and smiled evilly.

"You are so angry, Miss Song. I want to vent my anger for you because we are partners. Who would have thought that your brother would be so indifferent to you? It's also said that when you have a wife, you forget your mother and your sister. It seems natural."

"What on earth brought you here today?"

Song Qingyu didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.

This man is Ning Yueqi's man. Although we don't know what connection they have, we can at least be sure that he has bad intentions.

"I heard that Miss Song is going to hold an art exhibition. I can invest more--"

"Need not."

Song Qingyu refused directly.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your generosity last time. However, this exhibition is just a small one, so there is no need for Mr. Qin to worry about it."

Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Qingyu. There was a hint of interest and a hint of teasing in his eyes.

He walked closer to Song Qingyu: "Miss Song seems to have been very hostile to me since the first time we met. Can I know why?"

When he was about to approach Song Qingyu.

Lin Yixuan, who had been silent, stepped forward and stood in front of Qin Sheng.

There was a hint of defensiveness on his usually gentle face, but there was still a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Boss Qin, Xiaoyu is in a bad mood today."

Glancing at Lin Yixuan, Qin Sheng chuckled and teased, "Teacher Lin really cares about Miss Song. Okay, I wanted to work with you again, but since you are not welcome, just pretend I have never been here."

Before leaving.

Qin Sheng looked at Song Qingyu meaningfully before striding away.

Song Qingyu let out a long breath, her straight back relaxed, and she fell onto the sofa, her mind full of the stupid things Qin Sheng had done before.

"Xiao Yu, did something happen between you and Qin Sheng?"

He had felt something was wrong before.

But this time, Song Qingyu's reaction was really strange.

"fine."

She forced a smile, "Let's continue talking about the exhibition. It's going to be held next month. I might be a little stressed."

Seeing that she was unwilling to say it, Lin Yixuan did not force her.

"Take a rest first. I'll sort out the album and show it to you later."