Chapter 11, not the dress he sent

Shao Qing saw the uneasiness of the servant in front of him.

She raised her hand, and her fingertips fell lightly on the servant's shoulder: "It's the Shao family who pays you a salary, and it's normal that you don't want to listen to me." ”

"I can't give you a raise. ”

Shao Qing laughed lightly: "But I can let you get a year's salary." ”

The servant's expression froze, and the whole person became nervous, and whispered to her: "Second Miss." ”

Shao Qing leaned forward slightly, his beautiful eyes raised slightly, and his fingertips were a little heavier: "I don't want anyone to touch my things casually." ”

She tilted her head slightly, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes curved: "Do you understand?"

The servant nodded hastily.

Shao Qing withdrew his hand, lowered his eyelashes, and said with a smile: "Then go back." ”

She ignored the servant outside the door, raised her hand and closed the door, turning to take the gift box—

The gift box had been pulled to the ground, the lid was a mess of scratches, and the whole box was dismantled, and the white cat was squatting in front of the gift box, tilting its head, with a pair of round lake blue eyes, looking at her innocently.

"Star!" Shao Qing squatted down, raised his hand to rescue the dress, then turned his head and glanced at the white cat helplessly.

In addition to the carton, there is also a layer of packaging on the outside of the dress, and the white cat just tore the carton and did not damage the dress.

The background color of the dress is pure white, only a little light pink is added to the chest and waist, the bandeau is pinched at the waist, and the skirt is huge, which looks elegant and has a bit of girlish playfulness.

In addition to the dress, the bag also contained three cardboard boxes, one for matching jewelry, and the other two for matching shoe bags.

Shao Qing raised his hand, lightly tapped the bag with his fingertips, and his voice was a little funny: "It's so thoughtful, this doesn't look like Qin You." ”

She picked up the dress and tilted her head to look at it: "The aesthetics don't look like Qin You." ”

She chuckled: "His assistant is better than him." ”

Shao Qing entered the cloakroom to change his dress, took a hairpin from the drawer, and tied his hair casually.

The white cat jumped onto the table and tilted its head to look at her for a moment.

Shao Qing took his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qin You asking him to pick him up, then lowered his head again and gently scratched the white cat's chin.

"Stars. ”

She said softly: "This hexagram is not good, I won't take you there." ”

Although it was impossible for the white cat to understand what she said, Shao Qing still explained to it seriously, then touched the white cat's head, and turned his head to look at the mobile phone that had just vibrated a little.

Qin You had already sent a text message back, saying that the car had arrived at the door of Shao's house.

Shao Qing took the bag, packed some loose things and went in, and then walked out of the house.

There were no servants in Shao's house, so she walked straight out of the gate, and then saw the car parked at the door.

In the pitch-black business car, the window was lowered halfway, and Qin You was sitting in the back seat, holding a tablet in his hand, bowing his head slightly, looking like he was dealing with official documents.

Shaoqing walked very lightly, but when his high heels stepped on the ground, it was inevitable that there would be a sound, Qin You raised his head slightly and looked sideways.

The girl bowed her head slightly, and her face was serene and beautiful. She pulled her hair with a hairpin, revealing a slender and white neck.

Qin You unconsciously pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his gaze a point, and looked at the dress Shao Qing was wearing.

His face sank, and he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the news reported to him by his assistant not long ago.

It was a very different dress.