Qiao Mengyu glanced at Shao Rongqian, and saw that he had no intention of driving her, so he sat down cautiously.

But he still lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, for fear of making Shao Rongqian angry.

"What grade are you in now?" Song Wensheng is very familiar with small talk.

He looked at Qiao Mengyu's appearance, he should be a junior high school student.

"I'm graduating." Qiao Mengyu lowered his head and replied, his voice soft and glutinous.

Song Wensheng spoke, poured a cup of tea for Qiao Mengyu, and put it in front of her intimately: "Have you graduated from middle school?" Are you planning to study at a university in Hong Kong? ”

Qiao Mengyu: "......"

Isn't she a little too young to dress up today......

"I worked." Qiao Mengyu replied.

"Work directly without going to college? Which company dares to recruit child labor! Song Wensheng said with a smile.

Qiao Mengyu explained: "I graduated from college, and besides, I am an adult. ”

"You've graduated from college?!" Song Wensheng's face was incredulous, as if he suddenly became interested, "How old are you this year?" ”

"Nineteen." Qiao Mengyu replied.

"Graduating from college at the age of nineteen?!" Song Wensheng was even more surprised.

"Skip the grade." Qiao Mengyu replied.

She has good academic performance, and she has skipped grades in primary and middle school, if it weren't for Qiao Xinghai thinking that she was too small and afraid that she would be bullied by her classmates, she would have jumped two more levels.

"Oh, it's amazing, I've graduated from college at the age of nineteen, and my sister has a bright future!" Song Wensheng instantly changed his name, and looked at Shao Rongqian again, "Brother Qian, our niece is so good!" ”

Shao Rongqian lowered his eyes, spit out a smoke ring before raising his eyes, and looked at the child's gaze slightly cold: "Why did you run away from home?" ”

A low and deep voice, with the tone of an elder criticizing a junior.

Qiao Mengyu lowered his little head, and his voice was also dyed with grievances: "They forced me to marry Fu Yan and resign......"

"Marry Brother Ci?!" Song Wensheng exclaimed first, a little emotional.

"The power of the Fu family is no worse than that of the Shao family." Shao Rongqian pointed out.

If the child only wants to be a wealthy man, the Fu family is a better choice than the Shao family.

"So what." Qiao Mengyu opened his mouth sullenly, and his tone seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

Song Wensheng frowned slightly: "Sister, you won't be disgusted with Brother Ci's legs......"

"Mr. Fu is very good." Qiao Mengyu raised his head and explained, his expression was very serious, "Even if Mr. Fu can walk, I won't marry him." ”

"Why?" Song Wensheng was puzzled.

He felt that Fu Yan was gentle and elegant, and he should be the image of Prince Charming in the minds of most girls.

Qiao Mengyu subconsciously looked at Shao Rongqian, his eyes were aggrieved, his little teeth bit his lower lip unconsciously, and his eyes were soft as if he wanted to melt people.

Shao Rongqian couldn't resist her little pity, so he simply turned his face away from her, only smoking a cigarette without a match, and letting the white smoke swirl between the two.

On the other side, Song Wensheng sensitively sniffed out a special taste, and the corners of his lips were hooked: "I'll just say, when did Brother Qian have relatives in the mainland, it turned out that this relative was not his relative." ”

After speaking, Song Wensheng came to Qiao Mengyu's side like a curious baby: "Don't like him, the iron tree that hasn't bloomed for thousands of years, you might as well consider me!" ”

"I don't want Shao Rongqian to marry." Qiao Mengyu retracted his gaze and said with a sullen head, his tone unusually determined.

Song Wensheng looked at Shao Rongqian's reaction again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger, if it was before the change, if a woman dared to be so disproportionate in front of him, she would have been thrown out a long time ago.

This younger sister can still sit here safely, which shows that he is not ordinary in his heart.

Song Wensheng's big smile was a little gloating, he took the teacup in front of Qiao Mengyu and replaced it with a glass of white wine: "Adults should drink this!" ”

"Come, sister, I respect you." Song Wensheng spoke, his wine glass had already touched Qiao Mengyu's wine glass, and then he did it as a respect.

Qiao Mengyu stared at the liquor in the cup, she had some alcohol, but she rarely drank this kind of high-grade liquor, the key was that she didn't understand the rules of the port area, would it be disrespectful if she didn't drink this glass of wine.

"What kind of wine do children drink?" The low and deep voice, like the liquor in front of him, was intoxicating.

Qiao Mengyu frowned, looked at the man next to him dissatisfied, and emphasized again: "I'm not a child, I'm an adult!" ”

Why does Shao Rongqian always call her a child, just to reject her!

"Yes, of course adults have to drink!" Song Wensheng had a look of watching the show.

Qiao Mengyu was also on fire, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and dried it directly in one go.

She drank too quickly, the spicy liquid slid down her throat, and she choked and coughed violently.

The white and tender little hands caressed his chest, coughing so much that tears fell, and even the backpack on his shoulder slipped off.

Shao Rongqian glanced at her, and his expression was a little colder, but his bony fingers still pinched the teacup in front of him and put it in front of the child.

Qiao Mengyu couldn't care so much, so he hurriedly grabbed the teacup and drank a few sips, so he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

On the side, Song Wensheng smiled ambiguously, and reminded 'kindly': "Brother Qian, that's your cup." ”

Shao Rongqian glanced over, and Song Wensheng immediately made a zipper movement to zip his mouth, and then continued to lean back on the chair to watch the show.

"Let Xi Yu take you to the airport." Shao Rongqian directly ordered the eviction of customers.

Song Wensheng on the other side was a clever man, and when he saw this posture, he knew that Shao Rongqian was going to get angry, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

In a huge restaurant, there are only two people left, Qiao Mengyu and Shao Rongqian.

Qiao Mengyu lowered her eyes and sat next to Shao Rongqian, her little head was only at the position of his shoulder, she pulled the backpack behind her, and held it in her arms, like an abandoned little pitiful, with her head down and did not speak.

"Didn't you hear me?" Shao Rongqian's low voice was a little colder.

"I'm not going back!" Qiao Mengyu choked his breath and opened his mouth sullenly.

"I can't help you." Shao Rongqian was about to stand up as he spoke.

Qiao Mengyu didn't know where the courage came from, her thin white arms hugged Shao Rongqian's arms tightly, and the backpack in her arms slid to the ground, her body didn't move, and she still lowered her head.

"Shao Rongqian, I don't want to marry someone else." The soft and glutinous voice was filled with tears.

"Don't think about me." Shao Rongqian spoke lightly, sat still, and let the child hold him.

"Why don't you like me? Those men in the Beijing circle like me. Qiao Mengyu said sullenly, and didn't cry out if he pressed it.

"Childish." Shao Rongqian snorted coldly, and his knobly knuckled fingers broke the child's hand inch by inch, "You are too small, don't pester me anymore." ”

After speaking, Shao Rongqian had already gotten up and walked towards the door.

With such a desperate statement, the children should give up.

Shao Rongqian's eyes were dark and uncertain, and he only took two steps, and his soft little hands suddenly hugged his waist, and ten fingers like green onions were interlocked, so hard that the green tendons on the back of his hands loomed.

The waistline was slightly cool, and the satin shirt seemed to be wet.