Chapter 118: It's always Qin Hezi who suffers
Jian Yuqin, who had just gotten up from the hot spring and was wrapped in a bathrobe, heard the message reminder sound from her mobile phone, wrapped her wet hair in a towel, picked up her mobile phone and sat on a chair with a cashmere blanket by the hot spring.
After reading the content of the message, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Yo! I'm so happy, it's a message from the surname Bai, right?", Qin Hezi looked at her with a gossipy face.
Jian Yuqin didn't have time to argue with her, turned over slightly, and gave Qin Hezi a side face.
There was a kind of 'don't care' aura all over my body.
Of course Qin Hezi was not happy to eat it, he pulled the bathrobe on the shore and put it on his body, shook his wet hair when he felt good, and went up to grab Jian Yuqin's mobile phone to watch.
Only Bai Qing was left in the hot spring pool at this time, and she saw that the situation was not right, so she went ashore at a very fast speed to stop Qin Hezi's outstretched hand.
As a result, when the three of them were huddled together, Jian Yuqin's mobile phone drew a perfect arc in the air and flew directly towards the pool.
"My phone!".
At the moment when she exclaimed, Bai Qing turned over and accurately caught the phone in the air.
All three breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Qin Hezi knew that he had almost caused a catastrophe, so he wrapped his bathrobe tightly and prepared to slip away, but before he could step out of his feet, a chill came from the back of his neck.
"Hey, Jian Yuqin, let go!".
"Xiaoqin!".
Jian Yuqin didn't listen to their shouts at all, and pushed Qin Hezi into the water with a slight effort in her wrist: "Feel what it's like to have your phone fall into the water."
After the lesson, she took her mobile phone from Bai Qing's hand and walked from the water's edge to the house with a proud face.
"Your uncle's Jian Yuqin!", Qin Hezi choked on his saliva, coughed a few times, and then looked at the distant figure and scolded in a low voice.
"......Shhhh You know you can't beat her, but you always want to mess with her, hey!".
Bai Qing said helplessly, and left with the figure in front of him.
Seeing that they were both gone, Qin Hezi angrily fluttered alone in the water for a while.
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Chen Shishi waited for five or six minutes, not waiting for Aunt Qin's reply, but waiting for Aunt Qin's call.
"Hey, Shishi?".
"Aunt Qin, it's me...... Excuse me...... I don't know what to do now......", Chen Shishi didn't expect Aunt Qin to call in such a timely manner, which made her a little flattered, and after walking a few steps away, she covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to the receiver of her mobile phone.
"If you don't want her to hold a grudge against you, then you help her out."
"But Uncle Ye said......"
"Silly boy, you have to learn to be neutral, not to take sides so clearly.
Anyway, Ye Luo is Mr. Ye's biological daughter, a delicate only daughter who is afraid of falling in the palm of her hand and afraid of melting in her mouth.
If you offended her so clearly today...... She can make his dad change his promise to you with just a few words......
Poetry and poetry, in society, only by putting oneself in a clear position, can we make the most correct choice".
"Ah, is this really the case, I still seem to think too simply......", Chen Shishi was a little frustrated, and she was even more scared in her heart.
"But don't worry, Aunt Qin can teach you how to do it."
"Really, Aunt Qin, what can I do now to keep my job and not offend the eldest lady......".
"Then you go and remind her that she can't go into the bedroom unless she gets hurt again, it's good that she's out of control, but she's not stupid at all, she's just too impatient now, and she'll know what to do if you mention it a little bit......
Shishi, you must know that Aunt Qin came up with this idea to help you, Ye Luo is a good friend of Gesheng, I shouldn't actually say this kind of idea, you must not mention this matter to anyone......
Chen Shishi hesitated for a few seconds, and weakly replied with the word 'good'.
A few meters away, the sound of kicking the door became louder and louder, as if the people in the house would kick open the heavy door in the next second and appear in front of her.
"Go ahead, don't wait for her to figure out a way for herself, you'll be in trouble."
On the other end of the phone, Jian Yuqin sat in the warm room, drinking the hot tea that Bai Qinggang had just brewed for her, and urged lightly.
"Uh-huh, goodbye Aunt Jean!".
"Goodbye Poetry".