Saturday evening, at seven o'clock, Weng Huaijing, who arrived home early, waited for Shao Qing's door, and the intimate assistant Zhou Peipei even set dinner for Shao Qing in advance at the dining table - avocado yogurt vegetable salad, cheese baked Italian butterfly noodles, and a cup of beautiful fruit milk hot cocoa.

They have all done a certain amount of psychological construction, thinking that Shao Qing's state will not be too good.

Unexpectedly, Shao Qing's makeup was still delicate when she came into the house with a bouquet of blooming lilies, although her green hair was rarely not curled, but casually draped over her shoulders.

The green silk like a waterfall is a little messy, but it is not embarrassed, but it makes Shao Qing's slightly red pretty face more and more lovely, adding a lot of intellectual and soft atmosphere.

"It's worthy of Sister Qing, she really has her! Pepe also has to work hard, women with strong hearts are the most beautiful."

Zhou Peipei peeked at Shao Qing's delicate and shiny transparent skin on her cheeks, and thought to herself: "Sister Qing is very beautiful at this moment, just like the skin care product advertisement, the skin is white and red, like a new life."

"Huai Zhan, I'm going home."

Shao Qing didn't know Zhou Peipei's brain hole, after entering the house, she leaned in first, looked over the shoe cabinet and the hallway, and said hello to Weng Huaijing, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a book in his hand.

Shao Qing kicked and took off the stiletto heels on his feet, and at the same time reached out and handed the lily in his hand to Zhou Peipei, who was a little stunned at the door.

She stepped onto the floor and set up her cotton slippers, noticing a good-looking single dinner on the table.

Shao Qing picked up a few strands of green silk behind her ears, smiled coquettishly, and said softly to Zhou Peipei:

"When I parked downstairs, I accidentally found that the lily that had just arrived at the flower shop today was very beautiful, so I brought a bouquet to our family."

Shao Qing's green jade finger lightly touched the tip of Zhou Peipei's smooth and flawless nose, and his eyes were full of gentleness:

"Pepe, you have a heart, but Sister Qing really doesn't have any appetite, don't eat it first, you can help put the flowers on."

Zhou Peipei nodded obediently, she hugged the bouquet of lilies, and turned around and went to the water bar in the kitchen.

Halfway through, she replied weakly: "Then if Sister Huiqing is hungry, tell me, and I will make it for you again." ”

Shao Qing Shi Shiran walked to the sofa in the living room, bent down and put down the black Birkin25 handbag on her elbow on the coffee table, and then unhurriedly reached out and tidied up her skirt, which had no wrinkles, before sitting elegantly next to Weng Huaijing.

"Go get that cup of hot cocoa."

Weng Huaijing put down the book "Plantagenet Dynasty - House of Plantagenet" in his hand, condensed his eyes, and looked at Shao Qing with a clear and clear face.

She has never been good at comforting people, so she didn't continue to say anything, just looked at Shao Qing like this.

Shao Qing clearly received the comfort from the beautiful girl in front of her with her eyes.

"I've got to work on getting in shape!"

Shao Qing smiled coquettishly, her fingers gently sliding over her lower abdomen, which was flat even when she was sitting.

Weng Huaijing fluttered his thick and slender eyelashes and continued to stare at Shao Qing.

Shao Qing raised his eyebrows and glanced at his handbag, lowered his head and said softly: "I feel better than ever now, once I think it through, I won't bother anymore." ”

Shao Qing even reached out with interest and flipped through the cover and prologue of the book that Weng Huaijing put down, Weng Huaijing's familiar smile appeared on his face, and then looked at her meaningfully and said, "Are you watching the War of the Roses?" ”

Weng Huaijing heard this sudden reversal of the offensive, and his body swayed slightly, as if he had forcibly suppressed the urge to turn his back to Shao Qing.

She bowed her head and replied: "The graduation drama of this year's seniors, they plan to adapt Shakespeare's Henry VI." ”

Speaking of this, Weng Huaijing, who had increased a lot of confidence, raised his head and glanced at Shao Qing coldly:

"But I borrowed a few books from the school library about the dynastic iterations of that period in Great Britain."

The teasing and teasing on Shao Qing's face became more and more obvious, she happened to do some homework after she went home last night, she waited for Weng Huaijing to finish explaining, and directly took the words:

"The Wars of the Roses, also known as the Wars of the Roses, refers to the civil war between two groups of descendants of King Edward III, the Lancaster House and the House of York, which fought intermittently for more than thirty years for the throne of England from the mid-fifteenth century."

Weng Huaijing closed his eyes when he heard this, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"The War of the Roses was not used at the time, but in the 16th century, when Shakespeare plucked two roses in the historical play Henry VI to mark the beginning of the war... It has only since become a common term. ”

Observing Weng Huaijing, whose expression in front of him had become calm again, Shao Qing suddenly sped up his speech:

"I found out last night that the name 'War of the Roses' comes from the crests chosen by the two families, the Rosa gallica of Lancaster and the Rosa alba of York."

Shao Qing's tone changed, imitating the writhing female college student and asked ignorantly:

"Professor Weng, can you help me analyze what Shakespeare's love story of Princess Margaret is metaphorizing?"

may not be enjoyable, Shao Qing stood up directly, twisted the waist of the water snake slightly, and asked pretentiously:

"And... And also... When people heard the songs "White Rose" and "Red Rose" yesterday, they were so happy, do you think it will have anything to do with this "War of the Roses"? ”

Because of the changes in the world line, there is no novella collection "White Rose and Red Rose" published in 1944 by Ms. Zhang Ailing, who was born in 1920, in this time and space, and naturally there is no text that was loved by the literary youth in the previous life, comparing lovers to white moonlight and cinnabar moles.

After discussing this song in the car on Friday night, it was obvious that Shao Qing and Weng Huaijing had gone home to verify it, and they naturally couldn't find that allusion, and the only thing they could find was this "War of the Roses" in British history.

Shao Qing sat up elegantly and intellectually again, looking at Weng Huaijing, who could not bear her questioning, with a smile in his eyes, and sure enough, he sacrificed the classic back tactics.

Shao Qing turned her eyes to look at Zhou Peipei, who came from the water bar and was holding a thin-necked white porcelain vase in her hand, she put the vase with a few blooming lilies on the coffee table, and stood beside the sofa with a well-behaved face.

She patted the sofa next to her casually and motioned for Zhou Peipei to come and sit.

Shao Qing was quite relieved that Zhou Peipei had mastered the essence of "Duchess Reclining Sitting" without a teacher.

She keenly found that Zhou Peipei also had some indescribable care in her coquettishness.

Slowly retracting the teachable expression of Pei Pei's son, Shao Qing cleared his throat: "I roughly told Huai Jing on the phone what happened, and I know that you are all very concerned, but I am really relieved." ”

Shao Qing was talking in his mouth, Weng Huaijing turned around and listened to her speech, and gestured to Zhou Peipei with his eyes.

Zhou Peipei knowingly took out a brand-new ashtray from the drawer under the coffee table, and there was also a lighter and a pack of soft Su cigarettes that Shao Qing was used to.

Zhou Peipei is actually the kind of female college student accent who is not pretentious at all: "Sister Qing, this is specially prepared for you by Sister Jing'er." ”

Shao Qing took the cigarette and the lighter, and looked directly at Weng Huaijing, and opened the cigarette with skillful movements of both hands.

"Smack!"

"Comfortable!"

Clicking on one, Shao Qing took a deep breath, she said to Zhou Peipei apologetically: "Now I'm more comfortable, Peipei I'm sorry, Sister Qing made a decision without asking for your meaning, but if you want to go back to Dingxin, I'll just say it to Mr. Qi." ”

Zhou Peipei shook her head firmly, and she replied with a serious face: "It's okay, I originally wanted to follow Sister Jing'er and Sister Qing." ”

Shao Qing puffed out the smoke ring comfortably, while telling Weng Huaijing and Zhou Peipei the ins and outs of the whole thing, avoiding the content of the confidentiality agreement.

Including the hidden identity of the crush actor that was not detailed before.

"Oh my God, the man that Sister Qing has loved for sixteen years is actually her teacher, Meng Xinyuan, who has been mentioned many times in our undergraduate professional brokerage contract management textbook..."

"Anyway, at least I haven't hurt anyone, and not being a junior is my Shao Qing's last stubbornness."

Calmly facing Zhou Peipei's shocked expression, Shao Qing summed up with a relieved face: "This is very good for me, it is a complete endgame, the old lady has a house, a car and a deposit, and there are not you two in my career, I am quite content." ”

Shao Qing was sensitive to Weng Huaijing and Zhou Peipei looking at her at this time, her eyes were still full of pity and relief, and she raised her wrist to take a look.

The three hands of the Piaget Antiplano 33mm Ultra-Thin Mechanical in rose gold, which she wears on her pale wrist, accurately display the time at 20:17.

She remembered something, quickly picked up the TV remote control on the coffee table, turned on the TV and changed to the Pearl TV channel.

Shao Qing said to Weng Huaijing and Zhou Peipei happily: "I almost forgot the fourth issue of "Star Silk Road" at half past eight. ”

She reached out and flicked the ashes of her cigarette, looking up and smiling.

"Pearl Satellite TV will release the essence of the edited version of "Talent Co., Ltd.", hoping to attract more streams and increase the 24-hour on-demand volume of our first program."

Weng Huaijing was a little unbearable to see Shao Qing like this: "Don't think about work today..."

Zhou Peipei's eyes rolled:

"Sister Jing'er, then I'll go get a piece of wine, and let's drink a little red wine with Sister Qing."

Shao Qing grabbed Zhou Peipei, who was halfway up, and squeezed out a bitter face and said to Weng Huaijing: "Now this show is very important to us, to be honest, I now regret that I gave 5% of the on-demand fee to Yan Qing's fox." ”

She extinguished the cigarette butt and smiled.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask Xiao Meow to come back, this is the last source of income for our sisters, alas, why do I always vaguely feel a big loss."

In Weng Huaijing's disgusted gaze, Shao Qing reluctantly watched Zhou Peipei move the lighter and ashtray to the other side of the coffee table.

"This show is likely to explode, I have to wait for the first wave of word-of-mouth of tonight's show, as well as the sales data after the release of "Light Chaser", which is related to our financial situation in the future, I am looking forward to it, I have wronged you, I know you don't want to see him at all."

But in a few words, Shao Qing was so angry that Weng Huaijing refused to deal with her.

is such a wonderful person, Weng Huaijing has nothing to do with her, so guided by Shao Qing, she chatted about the upcoming "Talent Co., Ltd." casually, while waiting for the fourth episode of "Star Silk Road" to be broadcast on TV.

"Alas," you buried the mud and bones under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow." With such a forbearance in a relationship, she is really so completely relieved?"

Weng Huaijing glanced at Shao Qing's green silk that was no longer curled, and sighed secretly.