Seeing Li Qingling turn her head to look at the window she had pushed open before, with a little yearning in her eyes, Li Jingchen encouraged: "Go ahead, brother, if he gets bored, he will find his own fun."
Li Qingling turned to look at the little orange cat and asked, "What about my cat..."
Li Jingchen said: "There is a servant taking care of it. As long as it doesn't sneak into Wanwan and I's room, I can promise not to use it to make soup."
Li Qingling couldn't help but chuckle, which seemed a little funny along with the wet tears on her face.
But Li Jingchen couldn't bear to laugh at her. It was because he failed to fulfill his responsibility as a big brother. Now that he was gradually returning to normal, it was time to let her relax.
At this time, Li Qingling's cell phone rang with a "ding" sound.
Li Qingling's expression immediately changed.
When Li Jingchen saw this, he reached out his hand and said, "Qing Ling, show me your phone."
Li Qingling declined politely: "Brother, it's probably a spam text message, so don't read it."
"How did you know it was a spam text message before you read it?" After Li Jingchen finished speaking, he directly picked up Li Qingling's phone.
Her cell phone was still on at this time, and he easily saw the message on it.
[Sister Qingling, I heard that your beloved man is getting engaged to another woman? Why don't you think about it? No! I forgot that I already have a girlfriend who I've been in love with for many years. It was because of you at the birthday party
We met after we were rejected that day!]
The person who sent the message is named Song Yan, and he is a standard second-generation rich man.
At the 18th birthday party held by Zhuang Jing for Qing Ling, Song Yan was one of the young talents invited by Zhuang Jing to match Qing Ling.
But at that time, Qing Ling only wanted to dance with Lin Yue, so she refused the men present including Song Yan, preventing them from getting off the stage.
And Song Yan and Qing Ling are now both in a WeChat group of rich second-generation people in this city. At this time, Song Yan was just making fun of them in the name of caring about Qing Ling.
The flowers of the high mountains that they cannot pick are just other people's humble licking dogs. Now they are kicked away. It would be strange if these people don't take the opportunity to step on them and spit!
"Brother, it's from those bastards again, right?" Li Qingling knew it without looking, because it wasn't the first time she received it: "Brother, please give me your phone. I'll just leave the group."
Li Jingchen returned the phone to her, and after she lowered her head to unlock the password lock, he pulled her phone back.
Li Qingling couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Brother, what are you doing with my phone again?"
"Do something." Li Jingchen said, looking at Li Qingling's cell phone that had unlocked the password. He could now operate it as he pleased.
Li Qingling believed him, so she didn't take it back.
After Li Jingchen clicked into her WeChat group, he saw that the man in it was teasing Li Qingling based on Song Yan's words just now——
[Haha Song Yan, are you especially grateful to Miss Li for not dancing with you back then? Otherwise you wouldn’t be able to meet your current girlfriend!]
Song Yan replied: [Oh, even though I didn’t get the favor of Sister Qingling back then, my girlfriend and I are about to get engaged. This is a blessing in disguise!]
Another person said: [I heard that Manager Li did not go out to eat with male customers casually during her work. She said she was afraid that her sweetheart would misunderstand her. Now her sweetheart is engaged to another woman. Can we singles please date her?
?]
[Yes, can I get your love number plate now? I have been waiting for a long time and even changed my girlfriend three or four times. Although the girlfriend I have now is a mixed race and has a hot body, but for
The goddess in my mind, Miss Li San, I am still happy to fly her!]