Shi Qiuqiu still feels sore in her back and legs. If he still wants to, she...
However, before she could figure out how to refuse.
"What are you doing with those two taels of meat?" Sheng Lijue twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "I'm hungry. The chef at home has not come back after asking for leave. Go and cook for me."
Shi Qiuqiu's cheeks turned red and she felt like she was clutching her chest. She looked like a forced woman from a good family. She was so stupid. She was even unhappy with Sheng Lijue's suggestion.
She didn't want to stay and cook, so she kept mumbling in silence.
Sheng Lijue saw through her awkward little thoughts at a glance, and simply bent down to be at eye level with her: "Or are you still willing for me to eat in a different way?"
This man is simply...
"No, no, no, no, I'll do it right away." Shi Qiuqiu said quickly, saying yes quickly, jumping out of bed and running downstairs, getting into the kitchen and refusing to come out.
Sheng Lijue followed slowly out, but did not approach the kitchen. He sat in the living room and opened his laptop to deal with emails. He soon smelled the fragrance, his taste buds twitched, and he felt a little uneasy.
Soon, four dishes and one soup were served.
Shi Qiuqiu put the bowls and chopsticks in front of him and said with a smile: "Mr. Sheng, please have a meal."
After a pause, she looked a little embarrassed: "I don't cook often, and my skills are average."
"Huh?" Sheng Lijue glanced at her doubtfully, and then looked at the dishes on the table. They were obviously delicious, tasty and tasty.
Thinking about it, he lowered his head and took a sip of the soup. Unexpectedly, his tongue felt like it was about to be kidnapped.
This soup tastes too bad...
Shi Qiuqiu carefully observed his expression and saw his brows furrowed tightly, feeling extremely gloating in his heart.
In fact, Qiuqiu's cooking skills were very good at that time, but Sheng Lijue was so annoying that she deliberately put three spoons of chili powder in the soup and four spoons of salt in each dish.
She deserves it, let's see if he still dares to use her and let her cook.
Shi Qiuqiu was gloating in his heart, but his face remained calm, "Mr. Sheng, how is it? Is it delicious?"
Sheng Lijue looked at the flying look in the corner of her eyes and suspected that Shi Qiuqiu did it on purpose, so he couldn't help asking: "Are you teasing me on purpose?"
"How is that possible?" Shi Qiuqiu denied, shaking his head like a rattle with a frustrated expression: "How dare I? Isn't it delicious?"
Sheng Lijue stared at her tentatively for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her forward and said word by word: "It's best not to let me know that you are lying to me."
His eyes were dark, as if they were hiding knives.
Shi Qiuqiu's heart skipped a beat, as if all her little thoughts had been seen through.
She quickly took out her hand and stumbled: "It's getting late. I really have to go back. Goodbye."
After that, she didn't care about Sheng Lijue's reaction and left quickly.
Sheng Lijue didn't stop him, he looked at the table of food with no color and taste without expression, and finally finished the bowl of soup...
It was almost ten o'clock when Shi Qiuqiu got home, but she didn't expect that the light in the living room was still on.
Su Jie was half leaning on the sofa. When she saw her coming in, she immediately snorted: "You still know how to come back? It's so late, I thought you died outside."
She looked at Shi Qiuqiu and said, "Dressed like this, who are you trying to scare by going out in the middle of the night?"
Shi Qiuqiu was exhausted from dealing with Sheng Lijue tonight and didn't want to talk to her. She went upstairs without looking away, but she stopped her.
"What an uneducated thing. Forget it, let's get down to business. Mr. Sheng called and asked you to go to the old house for dinner tomorrow. You should seize the opportunity to perform well. It is best to please the old man and Young Master Sheng and get married as soon as possible.
Enter the Sheng family."
Shi Qiuqiu thought about the embarrassment of seeing Mr. Sheng tonight, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to go."
"Say it again!" Su Jie stood up and ran over angrily, pointing at her nose and threatening: "If you don't go, that bastard will be kicked out of the hospital tomorrow."
Shi Qiuqiu gritted her teeth and gave her a cold look: "I'll go as soon as I can. Also, Luoluo has a name, so keep your mouth clean."
After that, she turned and went upstairs, leaving Su Jie's curses behind her and ignoring them as usual.
…
The next night, after finishing work, Shi Qiuqiu headed to the old residence of the Sheng family.
The old house is where Mr. Sheng lives. Sheng Mingcheng and Sheng Lijue usually live in their own private villas and only come here occasionally. Today, the old man made a special appointment, so these two people are also here.
"Qiuqiu is here, come and sit down." Mr. Sheng is in his early seventies and has a majestic appearance. He doesn't like to smile on weekdays. He likes to wear a loose and elegant white mandarin jacket. When he walks, the wind blows in the jacket, which makes him look a little cute.
As soon as Shi Qiuqiu sat down, Mr. Sheng smiled brightly and said, "Qiuqiu, Mingcheng has been here a long time ago. I was about to get him to play chess. This kid is a chess player. You should teach him well."
Mr. Sheng was obviously trying to match up Shi Qiuqiu and Sheng Mingcheng, but he didn't realize that the two people were awkward sitting together and didn't even want to look at each other.
Shi Qiuqiu was forced to sit next to Sheng Mingcheng, and immediately thought of the scene of Sheng Mingcheng hugging Shu Yan that day, and felt uncomfortable all over.
"Grandpa, please don't expose my shortcomings. Apart from my uncle, who can compete with you?" Sheng Mingcheng said as he put his arm around Shi Qiuqiu's shoulders and acted affectionately: "Qiuqiu is very good at chess? Then
You have to help me, otherwise I will be scolded by grandpa again."
Although he hated Shi Qiuqiu, he also knew that the old man liked Shi Qiuqiu very much.
As long as he can please the old man, he doesn't mind wronging himself and having fun with Shi Qiuqiu, but if he wants to marry her, he might as well avoid it.
"I'm an average chess player, but Grandpa Sheng is the master." Shi Qiuqiu pushed Sheng Mingcheng's arm away calmly.
The sight of the two people's eyes facing each other seemed to Mr. Sheng to be full of affection, and he immediately ordered the servant to get the chessboard with a smile.
While the old man was not paying attention while playing chess, Sheng Mingcheng leaned into Shi Qiuqiu's ear and whispered a warning: "Who asked you to come? I will not marry you, so stop your wishful thinking."
Shi Qiuqiu lowered her eyes in disgust and rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, who would be willing to marry you?
If it weren't for Luoluo, she would definitely terminate the engagement.
Sheng Mingcheng became angry when he saw her like this. He leaned over and wanted to say something. Mr. Sheng suddenly raised his head: "Why don't you two talk?"
Sheng Mingcheng panicked and quickly leaned close to Shi Qiuqiu: "Grandpa, Qiuqiu is shy."
Shi Qiuqiu gave him a non-smiling look. In front of Mr. Sheng, she didn't dare to push him away. She could only endure her disgust and displeasure.
At this time, Sheng Lijue went downstairs with a cup of coffee. When he saw Sheng Mingcheng and Shi Qiuqiu leaning close to each other, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.
"Dad, some pots of orchids were sent outside, don't you go and take a look?" Sheng Lijue did not go downstairs, but was half-leaning on the stairs with a gloomy expression.
Mr. Sheng loved flowers. Hearing this, he stopped playing chess and hurriedly used a cane to go out.
Sheng Lijue glanced at Sheng Mingcheng coldly and said sternly: "Why don't you go help me? You are stumbling in the garden. Be careful if the old man falls."
Sheng Mingcheng was deeply afraid of Sheng Lijue, and he just didn't want to get along with Shi Qiuqiu. Hearing this, he immediately stood up and helped Mr. Sheng to fulfill his filial piety.
For a moment, only Shi Qiuqiu and Sheng Lijue were left in the huge living room. They looked at each other, one was indifferent and cold, and the other was inexplicably guilty.
There were still servants busy in the kitchen, and Shi Qiuqiu was flustered when Sheng Lijue saw her. She looked around nervously, and then just found an excuse and wanted to leave: "I, I'm going out to get some fresh air..."
"stop……"
Sheng Lijue suddenly moved, like a hunting leopard, stepping down towards his prey in three or two steps, holding Shi Qiuqiu's hand with great strength without changing his expression.