The two looked at each other for a long time, and Qi Jiahe's deep gaze fell on her face.

After a few moments, he said, "I'm telling you to get out of the car." ”

Instead of letting her get out of his house.

Maybe he didn't think too much about it when he spoke, so she misunderstood something.

Although he didn't like Shi Yin, he was not harsh enough to force her to be homeless, and now she looked desperate, which made Qi Jiahe feel guilty.

Seeing that he would actually open his mouth to explain to himself, Shi Yin was a little surprised, but he still stood at the top of the stairs with the box and hesitated without moving.

She wasn't sure if Qi Jiahe's temperament was persuading her to stay.

Maybe it was because she hesitated for a long time, Qi Jiahe quickly frowned again, "Whether to go or stay as you please, I said I wouldn't keep you, but don't turn your head and say that I don't want to see you, I don't have the habit of taking the blame for others." ”

This has been said very clearly: it is up to her whether she stays or not, but she can't find fault with Qi Jiahe afterwards, because she decided to leave by herself.

Shi Yin pursed her lips.

She has nowhere to go now, and she doesn't really want to move out. It's just that after Qi Jiahe said those words this morning, she always felt that she was disliked, and instead of continuing to stay here with a dead face, it was better to leave early with her own knowledge.

But now that she heard Qi Jiahe say this, she felt that she was thinking too much.

"I'm not going to speak ill of you. Shi Yin lowered his head and whispered, "Even if I really move out, it's my own decision, why should I blame you?"

Qi Jiahe squinted his eyes and carefully examined her expression, as if to judge whether she was lying or not.

He always had the impression that Shi Yin was a very thoughtful and face-saving person, but what he would say didn't look like a lie, but it looked a little pitiful.

Thinking of the fact that she spoke for herself in front of the old man before, Qi Jiahe suddenly hesitated, did his previous perception of Shiyin deviate?

Maybe she's not as annoying as she thinks.

He grimaced, his eyes falling on the small suitcase in her hand, thinking that her luggage was too simple.

"Wasn't the house sold by your stepmother? Where can you go to live if you leave? If you really want to leave, don't you be in a hurry to leave at this moment, don't you disturb the people in the middle of the night?"

He glanced at her with some disgust.

Shi Yin was shocked for a moment, carefully looked up at his expression, and asked, "How do you know ......?"

How could he know that Song Rong had sold the house?

There are naturally countless ways for him to want to know things, Qi Jiahe didn't bother to explain so much to her, glanced at her lightly and went back to the room, not forgetting to leave a sentence: "Hurry up and go back and rest, don't you have to get up and make breakfast tomorrow morning?"

There was a click, and the door was slammed shut.

Shi Yin glanced at the suitcase in his hand, and finally returned to the room.

In just ten minutes, she felt the ups and downs of life, and living with Qi Jiahe was really thrilling.

But in any case, she doesn't have to look for a new house, and she has a lot of rent costs left.

Now she is a million-dollar debtor, and of course she can save a fortune.

Thinking of that money, Shi Yin remembered the relics he had spent a lot of money for.

Although it was also something very important to her, the notebook she had in mind was not in it.

She was sure that the thing was most likely hidden by Song Rong, and she probably knew the importance of the things recorded in it, so she was ready to pinch it in her hand as a killer weapon, so that when would she threaten Shi Yin again.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Shi Yin was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

I knew that I couldn't believe that woman's words, and she shouldn't give her a penny, she just made a mistake in a panic and her brain was confused.

Thinking of this, she immediately flipped out Song Rong's phone, and regardless of the fact that it would be close to one o'clock in the morning, she directly pressed the call button.

The bell rang for a while before someone answered, and there was a sound of turning over, followed by Song Rong's voice with a sleepy and angry voice: "Who, calling in the middle of the night, do you have a sense of public morality?!"

Obviously just woken up, this will not slow down, even the caller ID can be seen clearly.

Shi Yin said calmly: "There is a notebook in my dad's things, is it in your place?"

Song Rong on the other end heard Shi Yin's voice, and was stunned, "Shi Yin?"

Realizing what she had just heard, Song Rong's voice suddenly mixed with a little annoyance: "Are you sick?

Shi Yin didn't care about her attitude at all, and said to herself: "What things my dad has, I know much better than you, I don't know if you deducted some valuable things without permission, you just give me that notebook, and I don't have to pursue anything else." ”

"What are you talking about? What notebook?" Song Rong retorted in a sharp tone, "I put all the dead ghost's things in the box for you, you don't have enough, right? You haven't paid my family's old man's medical bills yet, and you're embarrassed to ask me for something?"

Shi Yin frowned, "Don't pretend to be confused, everything was in the previous house before my dad died, and you must have seen it when you packed up your things and moved out." ”

"I don't know!" Song Rong roared impatiently, "I haven't seen any notebooks, I gave you everything I could, why are you still not satisfied? What's the use of me keeping your father's things? I'm still too unlucky!"

Shi Yin was silent, and his originally firm thoughts couldn't help but shake a little.

Could it be that the thing is really not with Song Rong?

But a notebook won't run on its own long legs, where can it be?

When she wanted to ask something, she heard Song Rong on the other end say irritably: "Just come over in the middle of the night to bother me about this, you are really a good thing, don't call me again!"

Then, there was a busy beep on the phone.

Shi Yin put down his phone and fell into confusion.

She had the impression that the notebook had really existed, if it wasn't with Song Rong, where would it be?

The other side.

Song Rong sat at the head of the bed and hung up the phone, staring at the phone screen for a long time, until she was sure that Shiyin would not call again, then she took a long breath.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but the person on the bed was awakened in a daze, and asked in a sleepy voice, "Why are you going?"

Song Rong looked back at Fang Shi and said calmly: "It's okay, I'll go to the toilet, you go to sleep, be careful not to touch your nose." ”

Fang Shitong replied vaguely, rolled over and fell asleep again.

Song Rong came to the study and turned on the light, squatted down and opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk.

An old leather notebook was lying inside.