Listening to her emotionless tone, the flames that Lu Zihao was desperately suppressing in his heart instantly erupted like a volcanic eruption: "What's wrong with you......? No, a few hours have made you change so much, where the hell did I offend you?"

Lu Zihao glared at her angrily, and his dark eyes turned a little scarlet at this time. He didn't understand why the woman was so troublesome, he kept whispering to please her, didn't she feel the slightest feeling?

Song Qianqian's purpose is obvious, she just wants to make Lu Zihao angry, and then die of old age and never get along. Seeing that he was angry like a fried rooster, she was reluctant to give up, but what could she do?

"President, I don't know what you're talking about, I'm going home. After Song Qianqian finished speaking, regardless of whether Lu Zihao agreed or not, he turned around and walked in the direction of the subway station.

"You stop me, I haven't finished my words, how can you turn around and leave. ”

It's a pity that Song Qianqian is still walking forward, and he is not at all indifferent to Lu Zihao, who is about to explode in the back.

Lu Zihao looked at the dead girl who was against him angrily, even if she didn't stop, then he would follow her, anyway, she didn't say that she wouldn't let him follow.

Lu Zihao snorted coldly, and walked forward impatiently behind Song Qianqian. There was a very hurt expression on his face, thinking that he was also the leader of thousands of people, and now he was following behind a yellow-haired girl, if his subordinates saw it, what should he think of him?

Song Qianqian knew that he was following her, but she didn't plan to stop. If he likes to follow, she won't bother with him anyway.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian in front of him, how could this woman with no conscience be so calm, as if there was no one behind her. He suddenly felt that he was very useless now, and he was left behind by a woman.

Lu Zihao followed closely behind Song Qianqian, staring at her with fire in his eyes.

Song Qianqian lowered his head and walked towards him, always feeling that the back of his head was hot and uncomfortable. She grabbed her hair with her hand and continued walking.

The two of them walked on the sidewalk one after the other, she walked and chased him, she stopped and he stopped, this funny scene formed a beautiful scenery.

Soon, the metro station arrived.

Song Qianqian cast a coin and took the ticket, and easily passed the subway entrance. But Lu Zihao behind him didn't have a wallet on him, so he couldn't buy a ticket, so he could only watch Song Qianqian walk in through the entrance.

"Song Qianqian, you girl, you buy me a ticket!" Lu Zihao shouted at her distant back, this woman's heart is made of stone, how can she be so ruthless.

"You buy me a ticket, can I pay you back ten times tomorrow?" Lu Zihao shouted unwillingly, ignoring the various glances that the pedestrians around him threw at him. He didn't believe that this girl would be so ruthless not to help him buy a ticket, he deliberately increased the ticket price tenfold, and she should come back to buy a ticket for him, right?

But Song Qianqian deliberately went against him, listening to his unashamed words, Song Qianqian snorted coldly: "Hmph...... What do you think of me? Citizens who see the eyes of money? Just stand there, I won't go back to buy tickets for you. She pretended not to hear, and kept walking forward until she disappeared around the corner.

Lu Zihao was completely mad, he didn't believe it, he couldn't get in without buying a ticket?

Then he flew up with a kick, and originally thought that he would handsomely cross the railing at the entrance, but he never expected that at this time, a Cheng Yanjin would appear and grab him fiercely. So, there is a hilarious picture of him straddling the railing with one foot and the other still in place.

Lu Zihao turned his head to look at the aunt with a little yellow hat next to him, and begged with a flattering face: "Auntie, you just let me go, I promise to send someone to sponsor one million equipment for your subway station tomorrow." ”

The aunt in the yellow hat looked at him like a psychopath, tugged at his collar and said earnestly: "Child, this is not the place you should come, the place you should go should be in the hospital in the suburbs." ”

"Why?" Lu Zihao didn't understand very well, why did he go to the hospital?

"Because it's a hospital for mental illness like yours. ”

Lu Zihao's head exploded in an instant, and his dignified Lu Zihao was actually regarded as mentally ill.

Wang Hao drove the car and secretly observed Lu Zihao with a gloomy face from the rearview mirror.

As soon as he got home, he received a call from the police station, asking him to pick up someone. At first, he thought that the police station had made a mistake, but when he saw Lu Zihao sitting in the police station, he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

He didn't expect Lu Zihao to sit here, let alone that he was sent to the police station for fare evasion.

The air pressure in the car was extremely low, and Wang Hao didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would accidentally provoke Lu Zihao behind him.

Lu Zihao sat firmly on the seat, his eyes were scarlet, his hands were clenched into fists, and the joints on his hands were creaked by his grip.

It's good, it's great. He Lu Zihao was actually regarded as a fine

He was sent to the police station, and the thought of the yellow hat aunt looking at him with pity in her eyes made his liver explode.

Lu Zihao sneered self-deprecatingly, the culprit who caused all this must be resting happily at home now! Lu Zihao's right hand slammed into the seat next to him, and the leather seat instantly sank down a big hole, okay, you Song Qianqian, he will definitely settle this account with her.

In the supermarket, people come and go, bustling and lively. It's the peak time of the supermarket, and people who come back from work are here to pick up the dishes to eat and the essentials to use in the evening.

The shopping guides are wearing a small megaphone, constantly introducing their products to everyone.

Song Qianqian was pushing a small cart and was buying vegetables in the supermarket, when suddenly his ears were hot and his nose was itching. She rubbed it for a long time and didn't improve, until she couldn't stand it anymore and quickly covered her mouth with her hand and sneezed several times.

Why is her nose so itchy all of a sudden? Is someone talking bad about her behind her back?

"What's wrong? Is it a cold?"

Looking at a tissue handed to her, Song Qianqian turned her head to look at Mo Ling who was standing behind her.

"Why is it such a coincidence, you also come here to buy things?" Song Qianqian greeted happily, and when she saw the large group of people standing behind Mo Ling, she suddenly remembered that he had told her in Lu Zihao's office that this was his family's property.

"I'm sorry I forgot, you told me this supermarket is yours. Song smiled a little embarrassed, and his little face was slightly flushed.

Mo Ling didn't expect to meet her here, he was checking the sales status in the supermarket, and suddenly a few sneezes attracted his attention, he just thought that the voice was like Song Qianqian, but when he walked in, he didn't expect it to be her.

He was so happy that he didn't expect to see her again. originally planned to go to Lu Zihao's company to see her when he got his mobile phone, but Lu Zihao said that he was going on a business trip and couldn't go for the time being. At that time, he was sad and lost for a while that he couldn't see her, but now he saw her here again.

His joy could not be concealed, and he walked straight towards her, ignoring the eyes of the others. Seeing Song Qianqian again, she was still as happy as ever, but her somewhat pale face made him a little worried.

"You're here to buy something?" Mo Ling looked at her shopping cart stacked with vegetables and some food.

"Yes, I'm here to buy some food, what about you? and to inspect the work?" Song Qianqian looked at him sideways, his white face looked more translucent and soft under the light.

Mo Ling nodded: "Shallow, are you unwell?"

"No, it's just a little itchy nose just now, it's okay, I'm fine. ”

Song Qianqian looked at the group of people behind him, afraid that chatting with him would delay his work, and hurriedly urged: "Go and get busy, don't delay your work." ”

Mo Ling glanced back, his eyes were full of loss, he didn't want to leave Song Qianqian's side so soon, but it didn't happen that he was still working, and there was such a large group of people waiting for him behind him.

"Okay, I'll go to work first, and I'll have time to eat together. After Mo Ling finished speaking, he took a deep look at her and bowed his head and left.

Song Qianqian watched the mighty group of people hugging him and urging him to leave, and couldn't help but admire: "It's really majestic! ”

Song Qianqian came home with a big bag and a small bag, Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan have not come back yet, she remembers that her mother used to say that people with a bad stomach should drink more millet porridge, which can nourish the stomach and promote digestion.

She washed the millet and put it in the pot, and after the millet boiled in the pot, she changed it to low heat and boiled it slowly, and when Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan came back, she could eat it.

Song Qianqian returned to the room, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and heard the voices of Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan coming back halfway through the rush.

"Shallow, did you boil porridge? Liu Yuhan entered the door and checked the situation in the pot first.

Song Qianqian opened the door of the bathroom, squinted his eyes against the foam of shampoo, and replied, "Yuhan, you help me turn the fire down a little more, don't boil the porridge dry." ”

"I've closed it, the porridge is almost boiled, I tasted it just now, it's soft and glutinous, and it's very fragrant. Liu Yuhan put the porridge into the bowl first, and when he ate, the temperature was just right.

"Yuhan, you're awesome, then I'll take a shower first. Song Qianqian closed the door and turned on the water faucet on the water heater, who said that women have to have love, she only has friendship now, and she is living very well.

Yes, after a long time, she will naturally forget about Lu Zihao. She is just coveting his beauty now, and when she gets older, maybe he is not as good-looking as her.

Song Qianqian wiped the foggy mirror smoked by the heat with his hand, his lips and teeth in the mirror were red, his skin was white, and his eyes were very charming.

She is a great beauty herself, although only she thinks so.