Chapter 103: The Milk Fierce Milk Fierce Anger

"If you don't move your things back, I'll move out of the Shen Mansion, and I don't want to see your face again for a moment!" Shallow and angry, after the milk said fiercely, she threw the phone back into the backpack. Qiao Yi and the driver next to him glanced at each other, and exchanged a look with each other tacitly, Miss Gu, who has always had a good temper, was actually angry with Shen Shao, this was the first time that Shen Mansion had ever experienced it.

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Shen Shao, who was listening to music in a comfortable mood, listened to the last sentence of the shallow roar, and his handsome face instantly darkened. How dare she murder him? He took the trouble to raise her like an ancestor, and actually raised her backbone.

Back at Shen's house, he got out of the car and saw Uncle Zhong, who was directing a group of people to sweep the courtyard, greeted him with a smile. "Miss Gu is back, wow, you're not here, the young master is worried. If I hadn't stopped me, he would have picked you up two hours ago. It just so happens that the meal is ready, so let's wash our hands and eat. ”

"Uncle Zhong is good." Shallow nodded sullenly in greeting.

Uncle Zhong saw that her pretty little face was dyed with anger, and guessed that it couldn't be Shen Shao's sudden decision that annoyed her. "What's wrong with you? Ah, you're worried about those things in the Gu Mansion, right? Don't worry, I've told people to handle it with care and put it in an empty house. ”

Uncle Zhong accompanied her to the building, and explained with a smile: "This is all the young master's idea." Yesterday, the police seized Xiong Qi's yard, and heard that Xiong Qi was bitten by a stunned man and fled with a Siberian wolf. The young master was afraid that he would trouble you again, so he asked people to move all your things here, so that you don't have to run to Chenjia Village all the time, and Xiong Qi naturally didn't dare to come here to find someone. The young master said, if Xiong Qi has a chance, won't he lose the face of the Shen Mansion? ”

Uncle Zhong, who knew Shen Shao's temperament, guessed that the young master must have been too lazy to explain his behavior, and he had done a good thing into a bad thing. So, he explained the original intention of moving for the young master, while beckoning people to wash his hands and eat lightly.

Qianqian stopped unexpectedly, "You mean that Shen Shao is afraid that I will be attacked by Xiong Qi?" ”

Unexpectedly, Shen Shao's move was for her consideration, it seems that he guessed correctly, the Siberian wolf that attacked her outside Jing'an Hall was a murderous beast trained by Xiong Qi. After learning the cause and effect, the anger in Qianqian's heart disappeared inexplicably, but there was a trace of warmth, and she almost misunderstood him again. Although it is a good thing, his machismo style really makes her unbearable, according to Chen Yuanyuan's words, it is always an urge to beat people.

If Shen Shao knew what Qianqian was thinking at this time, he would definitely reply lightly: "What do I want to do, do I have to explain it to anyone?" ”

While the two were talking, the maid ran over with a worried face on her face and whispered, "Oh no! Uncle Zhong, the young master is angry and says he won't eat. He threw us all out. ”

Uncle Zhong was surprised, "How come?" This lunch is still the menu finalized by the young master himself. What's wrong with this good end? So saying, he hurried upstairs.

Thinking about the fire sent before, she felt that it was really wrong to misunderstand Shen Shao, she took out her mobile phone and thought about what to say, she wrote and changed, changed and wrote, after thinking about it, she finally sent out six words.

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The light is dim and the atmosphere is oppressive

"Young master, people are iron and steel, your body can't withstand such wear and tear, you have to take good care of your body." Uncle Zhong laughed at Shen Shao, who had a black face.

"Get out!" Shen Shao's thin lips lying on the bed moved slightly and spit out two cold words, his face was extremely invisible, and the whole person exuded a terrible cold like an ice cube.

Ding Dong, the mobile phone screen on the table lit up, Uncle Zhong glanced at it, and an old face suddenly smiled into a chrysanthemum. "Yo, Miss Gu still remembers you, look, the text messages have arrived, do you want to read them?"