When Shen Yan saw Qu Motong snoring angrily, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Father, like son.
She's angry because she cares.
She cared about every word Si Junyi said to her and everything between Si Junyi and her, so she couldn't accept that he had deceived her.
She loved him very much, there was no doubt about it.
So sooner or later, she will forgive him.
And he could only look at her from a distance, pretending that he no longer cared.
But it doesn't matter. If you go to the next stop, you may get a better view.
When Qu Motong saw Shen Yan smiling, she smiled at him with relief.
She suddenly felt so relaxed. The moments when she had a crush on him flashed through her mind frame by frame like a slide, and finally stopped and became still.
It's all over, all over.
No matter for her or Shen Yan, this relationship is over.
If Shen Yan is so good, a better girl will definitely appear and love him wholeheartedly, and they will be very happy.
At least he is happier than her.
**
The two people in the room were lost in thought. Suddenly, music started playing. When Qu Motong saw that it was his cell phone, he picked it up, "Yanyan, Mommy is at Uncle Shen's house. It's okay. She'll be fine soon." We'll go back soon. You and Yuhan don't move at the kindergarten. I'll ask the driver to pick you up."
When Qu Motong hung up the phone, Shen Yan asked, "Did Yanyan urge you to go back?"
"Well, he didn't see me picking him up after school, so he was a little worried about me." Qu Motong said, calling the driver and asking him to pick up the two children from the kindergarten.
"Seriously, why did you come to me suddenly today?"
"I didn't come by myself, I should say that your sister 'invited' me to come." Qu Motong smiled helplessly. Shen Ran really liked to do things by force.
Shen Yan called Shen Ran, and the locked door opened immediately.
Shen Ran walked in from the outside and was relieved to see that Shen Yan's expression was as usual, "Sure enough, the person who tied the bell must untie the bell. Whoever poisoned the bell should untie it."
Shen Yan blamed her, "Sister, don't do such boring things in the future."
"I'm bored? If I wasn't bored, could you stand here like a human being?" Shen Ran looked at his bird's nest-like hair with disgust, "Look at your hair, it's too ugly, hurry up and take a shower. I'll ask the stylist to come to my house to tidy it up for you."
Shen Ran drove Shen Yan to take a bath and then shook her head. She really didn't know how her younger brother could be so worthless, worthless and 2, even though he was born to the same mother. He was simply not like a member of the Shen family.
Qu Motong coughed dryly, "Well, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first."
"Let's go, I'm scared if you don't leave." Shen Ran snorted coldly, "I hope you won't provoke Shen Yan again in the future. If you are willing to be with Si Junyi, then stay together and prepare to face the final destruction. Bar."
"Final destruction?" Qu Motong was frightened when he heard this, "What does this mean?"
"It's no fun." Shen Ran waved his hand impatiently and shouted toward the door, "Butler, see the guests off!"
A middle-aged man came in immediately and gestured to invite Qu Motong out.
Qu Motong glanced at Shen Ran and walked out worriedly.
**
On the way home, Qu Motong kept thinking about the meaning of Shen Ran's words. Did she want to do something to the flag again? Or did she want to do something to Si Junyi?
Last time she caused a tax audit incident for no reason, causing Si Jun to lose his business rights and be expelled from Banner. What trick has she come up with this time?
When she got home and was about to walk into the living room, her cell phone rang loudly, reminding her that Si Junyi was in the living room less than ten meters away from her.
She hesitated for a moment, turned off the sound on her phone, and walked in.
Si Junyi was sharpening pencils for the children, sharpening them very carefully, staring at the knife in his hand, sharpening the pencils until they were smooth and smooth.
She walked over and muttered, "You're so stupid, don't you know there is something called a pencil sharpener in this world?"
Si Jun heard her voice suddenly and was startled. The knife slipped and pierced his finger.
He took out his phone from his pocket in a panic to prove his innocence, "I brought my phone with me today, why didn't your phone ring? Is it broken?"
Qu Motong answered the question incorrectly: "Why do you sharpen pencils for them? Why don't they sharpen them themselves?"
"The two of them lost their pencil sharpeners. I thought it was dangerous for children to use knives, so I happened to be free, so I sharpened them for them."
While Si Junyi was speaking, his hand still held up his cell phone.
Drops of blood dripped from the index finger of his left hand. Qu Motong frowned, took out a tissue, wrapped his wound, and then said, "Sit here and don't move, I'll get a band-aid."
Si Junyi was simply flattered and didn't know why Qu Motong was suddenly so friendly to him.
Could it be that she has forgiven him and is no longer prepared to draw a line between Chu and Han with him?
Si Jun felt a little happy when he thought of this, and couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.
Qu Motong, who came back with a band-aid, saw his appearance and couldn't help but pour cold water on him, "Don't think wrongly, I just don't want to clean the carpet. The blood stains will be on the carpet and it will be difficult to clean."
Si Jun responded with some disappointment: "Oh."
Qu Motong took off the tissue from his hand, applied ointment to the wound, and then put a band-aid on it, "You are also the president of a multinational company. If your subordinates know that you sharpened your pencil and hurt yourself,
I really don’t know what they will think.”
"Momo..." Si Junyi was a little excited. This was the first time she had spoken to him calmly since she knew Yanyan's background and had a falling out with him. Does this mean she is no longer angry? Or does she think again?
Is there anything more punishing than the Cold War?
Qu Motong looked up at him angrily, "Why are you calling me?"
Being glared hard by Qu Motong, Si Junyi's confidence was low again. He murmured pitifully: "It's nothing, I just want to say, can I don't need Winnie the Pooh's band-aid?"