Leng Shuang didn't dare to look at him, and wanted to explain, but Shen Qingchi didn't bother to listen, turned his head, and looked at the little princess behind him whose face was colder than an ice cube: "Why are you stunned?" Not cold? ”

One sentence, and the little princess was coaxed.

She snorted at the woman, then at the boy, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

Leng Shuang was incredulous and stopped: "Ah Chi, you are an artist, you have to pay attention to your private life." She made a point of emphasizing his identity.

But I don't know, for Shen Qingchi, this identity is a shackle, locking his body, and he can't be free for the rest of his life.

"What's wrong with the artist? Is it illegal to talk about love? She was completely angry, and felt that the woman in front of her was extremely eye-catching, her eighteen or nineteen-year-old appearance was untamable, her aura was higher than the sky, and it was difficult to hide her contempt in her tone: "It's their honor that I Chi Enen can write it to them." ”

From childhood to adulthood, the media industry dared to write about the Chi family, and which one did not have to be considered again and again.

Leng Shuang didn't know who she was, but he was really frightened.

Chi Enen dropped the last sentence: "If you have the courage, go to the media and talk nonsense, try it, without me to speak, do they dare to report a word?" ”

She was so disgraced that she didn't dare to speak at all.

Who is this little girl?

Shen Qingchi lives alone, the house was bought by himself, a three-story small bungalow, which is indeed small for Chi Enen, not as big as the house she pretends to decorate with clothes, but she still likes it very much, she loves the house and Wu.

"You wear this." At her feet was a pair of pink fluffy slippers.

Compared with her aesthetics, she definitely didn't like it, and she kicked away in disgust: "I don't want it, I don't like it, I want you." ”

The boy stood in the light, his lips red and his teeth white, and everything behind him was in the background, and he looked at her like that, and then, taking out a pair of slippers from the shoe closet, exactly like hers.

Chi Enen knew something today, it turned out that Shen Qingchi likes to wear pink slippers, and he is a little girl in his heart.

Shen Qingchi followed wherever she went, it was warm inside, she threw her coat aside, and she was dressed in that delicate dress.

Seeing him take out a packet of cat food from the cabinet, he was still a little puzzled, and he didn't see any living creatures other than them.

The back door was a small yard, and there was a chubby little dirty cat squatting, barking at the glass door.

She was afraid of this sharp-clawed animal since she was a child, so she didn't go out with it.

The door was pushed open, and a refreshing wind came in, and the kitten was pulled in, bowing its head and whimpering and eating cat food.

The young man touched his dirty hands a few times, Chi En'en was guilty of cleanliness, and he didn't want to approach him for the time being.

"You're its owner, why don't you bathe it?" She saw that Cheng Shangyun in the big house had a cat, the food was imported, the skirt was also a high-end brand, how fine the owner lived, and so did the pet.

Shen Qingchi's black clothes were rubbed with a few gray paw prints, and he was finally willing to speak: "I'm not its owner." ”

Chi Enen understood, it turned out to be a wild cat.

She has no sympathy, and the truth that Chi's family taught her is: survival of the fittest, natural selection.

If you want something, then grab it yourself, it's useless to cry, the weak will pray.

Saving Shen Qingchi is purely to take a fancy to that posture, but this kind of behavior is on the premise of interest, and she herself does not guarantee that when she falls in love with a better person, she will immediately leave Shen Qingchi behind.