Jian Yao leaned back in his chair and leaned at Shen Zhifei's side face, but he still didn't make a sound.

When the two were watching the movie, Jian Yao kept staring at Shen Zhifei, for fear that he would secretly mistreat his little ancestor while watching the movie.

As a result, after watching it all the way, Jian Yao was extremely disappointed.

Qin Jiu ate popcorn, Shen Zhifei was responsible for holding it, and he didn't send it to his mouth.

Qin Jiu was halfway through eating, and just tilted her head, Shen Zhifei had already taken the initiative to hand over the drink, and the straw was sent to her mouth.

From beginning to end, he was taking care of Qin Jiu without any inappropriate actions.

Until the movie came to an end, when most of the popcorn was eaten, Shen Zhifei finally put down the popcorn cone and held Qin Jiu's palm.

Hum!

Finally can't help it, want to play hooligan?

Jian Yao sat up straight, and was about to have a seizure, when he saw Shen Zhifei holding Qin Jiu's palm in one hand, and gently shaking something away with the other.

Through the light of the movie, Jian Yao saw very clearly, it was a ......

Wet wipes.

He was actually helping Qin Jiu wipe his hands.

Jian Yao squinted his phoenix eyes, observed Shen Zhifei's expression, and finally admitted that he had thought wrong.

This is definitely not the face of the little ancestor, this is definitely the money of the little ancestor!

As the movie came to an end, no one left their seats, and everyone was waiting for the raffle for a while.

Qin Jiu stood up.

"Let's go."

The three of them returned to Jian Yao's lounge, Qin Jiu brought a snowball, and Jian Yao wore a mask and took the elevator downstairs with the two.

The assistant had already arranged everything, and when the elevator doors parted, the black Rolls-Royce was already waiting at the elevator entrance, and there was a Mercedes-Benz escort in front and behind.

Jian Yao personally helped Qin Jiu open the car door, "Little ancestor, get in the car." ”

Qin Jiu didn't appreciate it: "I'll take Teacher Shen's car." ”

For her, the car is far less attractive than the sugar in the car.

Where can Jian Yao rest assured that she and Shen Zhifei are in the same car, and they follow over.

Sitting in the back seat of the Ford, he bent his long legs aggrievedly and sold miserably in the back seat: "Little ancestor, I can't stretch my legs." ”

Qin Jiu didn't sympathize at all: "Then you go down." ”

Jian Yao smiled and patted his ass: "I am willing to take the carriage with the little ancestor." ”

So, the Rolls-Royce in front of the road, and the Mercedes-Benz in the back, protecting a gray Ford ordinary family car, drove out of the underground parking lot.

The restaurant is the top Yunxiang restaurant in Jiangcheng.

For fear of being secretly photographed by reporters and causing trouble to Qin Jiu, Jian Yao wrapped up the entire restaurant.

When the three of them entered the door, the managers and attendants lined up, like ministers welcoming the emperor on his tour.

Jian Yao was accustomed to it, Qin Jiu was indifferent, and Shen Zhifei had one hand in his pocket, lazily like an emperor walking around his back garden.

When the manager personally led the three of them to the table and sat down, Shen Zhifei's mobile phone rang.

"Sit down first, I'll answer the phone."

Jian Yao couldn't ask for it, and waved his hand to him with a happy face.

"It's okay, it's okay, Teacher Shen fights slowly."

Waiting for Shen Zhifei to walk away, Jian Yao immediately pulled over the chair and came to Qin Jiu's side.

"Little Ancestor, let me tell you, this kid must have taken a fancy to your money."

Qin Jiu's tone was firm: "Impossible." ”

Jian Yao shook his head.

Sure enough, the beauty was sad about the little white face.

Women who are in love have negative IQs.

Asking for a checkbook from his assistant, he neatly wrote down a string of numbers, ripped off the written check, and went straight to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Shen Zhifei was standing in front of the sink to wash his hands.

Jian Yao walked over and leaned on the sink, and held the check between his fingers and sent it to Shen Zhifei.

"Five million, enough to open a library for you, don't appear in front of Xiao Jiu from now on!"

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Shen Zhifei: Hehe, I'm very vindictive!