Shang Qiao stopped and looked at Si Milan, his indifferent eyebrows and eyes instantly softened a lot, and after taking the phone, the gentleman said, "Thank you!"

Similan shrugged, looked at Shang Qiao's back when he went out, and said thoughtfully, "That girl is very ...... It's special. ”

Particularly. His good days are, of course, the most special.

As soon as he thought that she took the initiative to call him, he looked like an eighteen-year-old hairy boy who was in love for the first time, and his heart was beating wildly, and he was still a little nervous.

When he came to the end of the corridor, Shang Qiao opened his mobile phone, there were several missed calls on it, he frowned slightly, and was faintly worried.

She never took the initiative to look for him, and last night's phone call obviously wanted to draw a line with him, and wanted to go to the school to find her, but because of the case, she couldn't get away for the time being.

The phone dialed, rang for a long time and no one answered, hung up the phone and was about to go to the school to have a look, when a police officer came over: "Qiao Da, the director is looking for you." ”

Shang Qiao took a deep breath, forced down the irritability in his heart, and his tone was a little unkind: "Got it." ”

……

On Saturday, Liangchen returned to the merchant anxiously, standing in front of the door valve of a villa, staring blankly at the big words "Shang Mansion", feeling a little dazzling.

She suddenly remembered the scene of the first time she came here, panicked and scared, when Shang Zhenhao's warm hands held her and gave her all her courage.

Now that she has lived here for 12 years, she is familiar with every plant and tree here, but she suddenly found that she has always been just an outsider, and even if she lives for a long time, this will not be her home.

The quaint door was opened from the inside, and a woman wearing a black sky blue embroidered cheongsam walked out of it, her beautiful eyes, the moment she saw her, her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she mocked: "Yo, Miss Su is back, what's the matter, this is a person who can't walk?"

The meaningful eyes are sharp as if they have been stripped naked, which makes people suddenly have nothing to hide, and makes people want to escape.

Liangchen's white fingertips tightly pinched the bag chain, bowed his head and said nothing, and shouted in a proper manner: "Hello, Auntie!"

Mrs. Shang was most annoyed by her appearance, pestle like a log, and she was angry for no reason.

Watching her go in, Liangchen took a deep breath and followed in, in the huge living room, Shang Zhenhao was sitting on the sofa, the wooden root carved tea table tree in front of him was misty, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, and the atmosphere was suddenly solemn.

Mrs. Shang sat on the sofa, watching Shang Zhenhao drink tea with his head bored, frowning and saying angrily: "Don't drink it, drink so much tea in the morning." ”

"Uncle Shang. Liangchen stood crampedly in front of him.

Shang Zhenhao put down the cup and glanced at her, and made a cup of tea for her: "I'm back, sit down!"

The tea was fragrant, but Liangchen drank it bitterly in his mouth, Shang Zhenhao looked at her and frowned, sighed, and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Your roommate said that you didn't go back to school the night before yesterday, where did you go?"

Originally, there was still a trace of luck, but it all collapsed at this moment, she was eager to explain, wanted to say something, but in the face of Shang Zhenhao's gentle eyes, her throat seemed to be choked, and she couldn't say anything to deceive him.

Shang Zhenhao's eyes slowly sank when he looked at her, yesterday he heard Mrs. Shang call and say that he had met Liangchen in the hospital to buy birth control pills and pregnancy tests, and he was meeting with their principal at the time, his first reaction was that it was impossible.

In his eyes, Liangchen is an introverted and very obedient child, and it is impossible for him to do such a thing.

But her silence disappointed Shang Zhenhao: "Yesterday, your aunt took Sangsang to get vaccinated and said that she met you in the hospital, but I thought your aunt was wrong." ”

Liangchen sat on the sofa like a pin, bowed his head and didn't dare to look at Shang Zhenhao's eyes, Mrs. Shang opened her mouth on the side: "My words are not credible, you don't even believe Sangsang's words, now believe it!"

Shang Zhenhao glared at her, looked at Liangchen and continued: "Liangchen! A person's beauty comes from self-cultivation and self-restraint. And an excellent girl should have more self-esteem and self-love, and protect herself from injury, especially in dealing with gender relations. ”

"You are still young, life is full of torrents, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, it is because your uncle does not care enough about you on weekdays. ”

After Shang Zhenhao finished speaking, he looked at Liangchen's pale face, and suddenly didn't know what to say, he looked at Mrs. Shang, who glanced at Liangchen in disgust and twisted her face to the side.

Shang Zhenhao had no choice but to continue: "These words should have been told to you by your mother or your aunt, but your mother died early, and you and your aunt are not very close, so I can only say it cheekily as an uncle." ”

Liangchen sat stiffly on the sofa, his face was hot, his fingertips shrunk, and he only felt that his heart was pinched and he couldn't breathe, and he heard Shang Zhenhao continue: "Who is that person?"

Endless pain spread in her mouth, and Liangchen desperately wanted to swallow it as if she was masochistic, but her throat was against her and she couldn't swallow it.

Who is that person?

Shang Zhenhao's words were like a merciless slap in the face, slapping her in the face, what could she say, saying that it was Shang Qiao?

I'm afraid that Mrs. Shang will look for her desperately, and I'm afraid that she will be swept away.

And where did she put his face, and how did she face his nurturing grace?

The consequences of all this are not something she can, has the ability and courage to bear.

She closed her eyes and forced the bitterness in her mouth down: "No one." ”