Ms. Qian is a blessing that she has cultivated in her lifetime.
"You don't need to understand."
"Shijing, you...you..."
Once again, I was so angry at his arrogant appearance that I gritted my teeth. However, after I was angry, all I could do to him was a silent protest.
When the car drove into the Shi family's mansion, Qian Qianqian didn't say another word to Shi Jing. She didn't want to be so angry that he died young.
Wu Zi opened the car and walked out, strode back to the room and never came out again. It was rare for her to lose her temper in front of Shi Jing. In Shi Jing's eyes, it was indeed an extremely interesting thing.
He knew that with her around, he wouldn't be bored or lonely, and even if such fun came in exchange for her disgust towards him, it didn't matter to him.
Shrugging, he threw the car keys on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa with ease.
"Master, dinner is ready."
The servant came to him and said.
"Um."
He stood up from the sofa, paused in his steps, looked at Qian Qianqian's room upstairs with a hint of smile, and curled his thin lips.
"Ask Qian Qianqian to come down for dinner."
"Yes, Master."
The servant went upstairs and stayed upstairs for a while, then saw her walking out of Qian Qianqian's room alone, looking embarrassed.
"how?"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the embarrassed servant in front of him, and spoke out.
"Master, Miss Qian said she can't eat it and doesn't want to eat it."
The servant replied. Seeing Shi Jing's brows frowning slightly in displeasure, the servant trembled in fright and hurriedly explained:
"Master, I have tried to persuade Miss Qian, but she insists on not wanting to come down for dinner. I..."
"Don't worry about her."
Shi Jing interrupted the servant with a cold voice, and sat down at the dining table. The servant also breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.
Although she had never seen the young master get angry, there was a kind of frightening natural aura in the young master's body. As long as he made a small random movement, it would make people tremble in fear.
Even the servants were discussing privately how brave Miss Qian was. Not only did she dare to reject the young master's marriage, but she also spoke loudly to the young master from time to time.
If it were them, they would have been so frightened that they would have gone back to their hometown to see their ancestors.
Naturally, Shi Jing didn't know what the servants were thinking. He sat alone at the dining table, eating dinner without much mood, but his mind was filled with the woman upstairs who was showing her temper and refused to eat.
Qian Qianqian, it seems that this young master has indulged you too much. It's not enough to show off his temper. He even dares to show off his temper and refuse to eat!
There was a trace of fire in his eyes, and he ate his meal with a gloomy expression, but he didn't think much about it.
After eating a few mouthfuls in a moodless manner, he slammed his chopsticks on the table, making a loud noise that startled the busy servants in the restaurant.
Seeing this, the housekeeper immediately ran towards him and said, "Master, you..."
"Prepare some food for Qian Qianqian..."
His tone sounded a little unnatural, and his eyes flickered with guilt, "Give it to me."
The last three words sounded particularly awkward, but to the ears of the servants, it was another shocking news.
Master, that's not what he meant by this.
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He wants to personally deliver food to Miss Qian, right?
Oh my God! Oh my God! This Miss Qian has been blessed for several lifetimes. Even the old man has never enjoyed such treatment, but she was allowed to enjoy it first.