After leaving Wei Tingxian's place, Wen Lishu hitchhiked back to the villa.

The money for the auction house has been settled, Wen Lishu is in a good mood, after getting out of the car, she has a smile on her lips, humming a little song all the way to the door, but as soon as she enters, the smile on her face is fixed.

On the ground as far as the eye could see, there was already a pair of shiny black leather shoes, which meant that Song Qiancheng had returned.

She slowly looked up at the living room, which was indeed the case, Song Qiancheng was already sitting on the sofa holding his mobile phone and watching.

When she came in just now, she was still humming a small tune, and her singing caused Song Qiancheng to turn her head to look at her.

Wen Lishu looked puzzled, and asked straight for a while: "Why are you at home?"

Song Qiancheng's voice was cold: "This is my house, why should I be here?"

Wen Lishu was stunned for a second, and there was nothing to say in an instant.

She lowered her head to change her shoes, but Song Qiancheng looked at her from head to toe.

At this time, she didn't have any shopping bags except for a handbag, and Song Qiancheng was suspicious, wondering where the clothes she bought.

Wen Lishu changed her shoes and entered, and Song Qiancheng asked her, "Didn't you say that you would go back to the company for a meeting in the afternoon?"

Wen Lishu casually made up, "Temporarily canceled." ”

didn't want to stay with him longer, Wen Lishu walked towards the stairs with his bag, but Song Qiancheng pointed out with an opinion: "You like to stay in the room so much?"

Otherwise, sit in the living room and stare at him.

Wen Lishu didn't dare to show his inner words, shook his head against his will, and said, "No." ”

"No, just come and sit. Song Qiancheng pointed with his chin and pointed to the position of the sofa.

The plan to slip away failed, Wen Lishu could only walk to the living room area, she picked a single sofa, and before she could sit down, Song Qiancheng ordered: "Sit down." ”

After he spoke, Wen Lishu could only walk over with a debt.

Sitting next to him, Song Qiancheng looked at her fixedly, not knowing what to think, and after a while, he heard him ask: "Have you thought about it in the morning to ask your thanks?"

Wen Lishu didn't think about it at all, and replied randomly: "I'm still thinking about it." ”

Song Qiancheng's face was slightly gloomy when he heard this, and his cold eyebrows tried his best to suppress the swelling fire, he was not happy.

From her words and the return empty-handed, Song Qiancheng had gradually realized that he had expressed his wrong feelings, and that the dress was not bought for him at all, but he thought too much.

In an instant, Song Qiancheng was left with no slag left, but the question also came, who did the clothes buy them for?

Pondering, a phone rang in the living room.

It's Song Qiancheng's.

The mobile phone was placed on the coffee table, Song Qiancheng stretched out his arm over, picked up the mobile phone and saw that the person who called was Weng Ran.

He got up from the couch, stepped out of the house, and walked to the courtyard to answer.

On the other side, Wen Lishu's phone also rang, and Sister Yang's name flashed on the screen.

Wen Lishu swiped the screen to take it, and Sister Yang asked anxiously, "Where are you now?"

She rolled her eyes and said in her usual tone, "I'm at home." ”

Sister Yang said solemnly, "From now on, you will stay at home, don't take a step out of the door." ”

Sister Yang's tone was very anxious, and Wen Lishu had a bad premonition, and asked, "Is something happening?"

Sister Yang made a long story short: "You can open the hot search yourself and take a look." ”

Hearing this, Wen Lishu hurriedly hung up the phone, and then quickly opened the software, clicked on the hot search page and saw that the list at this time was full of news about her.