Chapter 21: Emperor Sheng, you are really beautiful and kind

When she walked out of the cemetery in a depressed mood, it was raining in the sky, Zhao Qiqi only wore a black long-sleeved dress, not even an umbrella, thinking that she would have to go to the company later, she was more and more depressed.

But there was no taxi on this road for a while, and she was drenched in a while.

The weather made her shiver, and she hesitated to call the Sheng family's driver, when suddenly, a black Bentley stopped beside her.

Zhao Qiqi only felt that the car was inexplicably familiar, and when the back window was lowered, revealing that familiar face, she almost jumped in the rain: "Sheng, Sheng Yingdi?!" ”

I'll go, why is her brother Sheng here?

It just came at a coincidence and at the right time.

"Get in the car." Sheng Jiashen looked at her image of a soup chicken, frowned and said.

Seventeen looked down at his feet, then at the clean car and the million-dollar carpet on it, "I'm wet......"

"Get in the car." Sheng Jiashen repeated it again.

Zhao Qiqi didn't wait for his words to fall, so he quickly got in, anyway, she had already taken the lead in saying hello.

As soon as she got into the warm car, she couldn't help but sneeze.

The driver, Liu Feng, handed over a clean towel from the front: "Second young grandmother, hurry up and wipe it." ”

"Thank you."

Zhao Qiqi put the towel on his head and wiped it casually twice, turned his face to look at her idol quietly, but he didn't want to, his eyes were caught.

"Your things, all packed?" He asked.

"Ah......h

Seventeen opened his eyes with some weakness, buried his face in a towel, and pretended to continue wiping his hair.

Sheng Jia paused slightly, and then said: "Let the maid at home help you clean up, where are you going?" ”

In the spirit of non-interference between the two, he didn't ask her why she was here.

"Let's go home and change clothes, I have to go to the company." When she mentioned that bullshit company, she gritted her teeth.

Of course, this kind of negative emotion cannot be passed on to one's own idol.

Zhao Qiqi quickly adjusted his mood, but couldn't help but guess: "Sheng Yingdi, you came here today, did you come to see that, Miss Shi Qi?" ”

It was about her, and she really wanted to know.

Sheng Jiashen glanced at her lightly, and Liu Feng, who was driving in front, cautiously looked at the new second young grandmother from the rearview mirror, and pinched a cold sweat for her for no reason.

The second young master came to this kind of place, naturally to see his relatives, although in the end he did go to see the star who was so famous.

But even the old lady didn't know that he was here.

Zhao Qiwei realized that he shouldn't have asked, and was about to quickly change the topic, when he heard Sheng Jiashen respond in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

In an instant, her heart was full.

In her previous life, her idol remembered her and sent her off for the last time.

"Emperor Sheng, you are really beautiful and kind." She couldn't help but praise a wave of rainbow farts.

The corners of Sheng Jiashen's eyes twitched slightly, frowning at her, she was draped in the white towel, wrapping herself like a sunny doll, her bangs were wet and a little messy by her, and her apricot eyes looked at him brightly, with a satisfied look in her eyes.

The four words of beauty and kindness have always been his grandmother to describe her.

Sheng Jiashen corrected some more seriously: "People are beautiful and kind-hearted, which is to describe women." ”

"Uh...... Sheng Yingdi, you are beautiful, handsome, handsome and cool, handsome! Handsome out of the sky! Shuai Izuyu—"