Mr. Shen’s soft rose is a bit cold

Chapter 56 It seems that she is not seriously ill either
  Black Cullinan parked in Yipinlanting.

Shen Xinghe picked up the little woman who fell asleep as soon as she got to the car. Looking at the light blue-black color under her eyes, she thought that she had moved to a new place. Didn't she sleep last night?

In his memory, she had always been able to accept new environments and things quickly. Would she also have the habit of recognizing her bed?
  After carefully placing her on the bed, Shen Xinghe stood up and came back with a warm towel to wipe her hands.

Suddenly feeling a line of sight, he raised his head and met her eyes.

Shen Xinghe continued to wipe her hands, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Ruan Qingmeng didn't answer the question, "Why are you back? Aren't you going to the old house?"

In fact, she woke up as soon as the car stopped, but she was too tired to open her eyes immediately.

"Going to the old house?" Shen Xinghe looked at her doubtfully.

Ruan Qingmeng lay on the bed and didn't want to move: "Yes, the old lady called from Bai Anqi's phone and asked me to go back and have dinner with her in the evening."

Shen Xinghe narrowed his eyes and looked at the time. It was already a quarter past five in the afternoon, "It's time to go."

Ruan Qingmeng got out of bed and picked out a pair of jeans from the cabinet. The scar on her calf was too obvious, so she might as well wear pants.

Shen Xinghe also walked to the closet. There were only a few sets of simple women's clothes, "Where are my clothes?"

Ruan Qingmeng said without looking back, "In the guest bedroom."

Shen Xinghe paused while unbuttoning his buttons, "Did you put my clothes in the guest bedroom?"

"Well, do you have any opinions?"

Shen Xinghe: "..."

He stared at her for a while, then got up and went to the guest bedroom.

Ruan Qingmeng shrugged and went to the bathroom.

You want me to design an engagement ring for you, and you want me to pamper you. What a beautiful idea!
  After a brief shower and changing clothes, Shen Xinghe was standing at the entrance making a phone call, his voice calm: "I understand, I'll be back soon."

His hair was slightly damp, and it looked like he had taken a shower.

The short, uncombed hair hangs halfway between the eyebrows, giving her a bit more of a boyish temperament.

Ruan Qingmeng opened her eyes and told herself that she could no longer be deceived by his appearance. He had grown up and was no longer the helpless boy he once was.

Now he has the power to control her.

We went out together, took the elevator together, and got downstairs together.

Ruan Qingmeng said: "I won't be in the same car with you anymore."

Shen Xinghe surprisingly did not object and complied: "Okay."

Ruan Qingmeng's chest suffocated, and she turned around and got into the car driven by Fang He.

In fact, this is the right thing to do, but she is secretly looking forward to him forcing her to be together.

Is it possible that she likes that crazy Shen Xinghe?

Ruan Qing dreamed about it for a while and realized that it was really a bit bad. It seemed that she was not seriously ill.
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  Cullinan ran faster than her car, and by the time she arrived at her old house, Shen Xinghe had already arrived.

Bai Anqi held his arm, smiled affectionately, and whispered into his ear shyly.

When he saw her coming in, he immediately greeted her enthusiastically: "Sister Qingmeng, we are all waiting for you."

These words sounded like a greeting, and seeing that several people sitting on the sofa were looking at her, she instantly became the target of public criticism.

"Come Qingmeng, come to grandma." The old lady was also sitting in the living room.

Ruan Qingmeng walked over quickly and said, "Grandma."

The old lady grabbed her hand and her eyes instantly became wet, "Just come back, just come back."

"Is this Qingmeng whom my eldest brother raised like a daughter?"

A middle-aged man said with a smile. His face was somewhat similar to Shen Yao's, and his body was a little fatter. He smiled lovingly, "I am Shen Yao's younger brother Shen Xu. I used to live abroad. I am Xinghe's biological uncle. You are also related to Just call me second uncle like Xinghe."

Ruan Qingmeng politely called out, "Hello, second uncle." Shen Xu pointed to the gorgeously dressed woman beside him and said, "She is your second aunt."

Ruan Qingmeng called again: "Hello, second aunt."

"Shh~~"

A whistle sounded, followed by a careless voice, "Hello, beautiful sister, my name is Shen Jingxuan, please take care of me in the future."

Ruan Qingmeng ignored his aggressive gaze, remained calm, and nodded slightly, "Hello."

Finally, there was a young girl who looked as soft and beautiful as a little white flower. Shen Xu introduced: "Her name is Luo Tingting. She is your aunt's niece. She came to Beijing to attend university and is temporarily living in our house."

Ruan Qingmeng nodded, "Hello."

Luo Tingting blushed and said in a voice as low as a mosquito, "Hello."

Aunt Luo Qizhen said with a smile: "This child is just too timid. The whole family cannot be louder."

Luo Tingting's head lowered.

Ruan Qingmeng looked around and didn't see Shen Xinrui.

Shen Xu said to the old lady: "Everyone is here, Mom, let's start dinner."

"Let's eat, let's eat."

The old lady was about to stand up as she spoke. Ruan Qingmeng helped her stand up. She walked to the dining table and was pulled by the old lady, "Qingmeng, sit here with me."

Shen Xu smiled and said, "The old lady tells you to sit down, so you can sit there. I don't have that many rules in my family."

Ruan Qingmeng smiled lightly and sat down as instructed, serving the old lady with dishes.

Luo Qizhen flipped her hair in front of her forehead, "Oh! Look, Qingmeng still knows the old lady's preferences. She is indeed the child that the eldest brother raised as his own daughter. How considerate."

Ruan Qingmeng's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Bai Anqi from the corner of his eye and saw that she was eating with her head lowered. She blinked and said with a smile, "Auntie is joking. Grandma is old and her health is inconvenient. Since I am sitting in this position, You should fulfill your duty of filial piety, and I believe anyone sitting here would do the same."

"Yes, yes, look at how sensible this child is, how well he talks, and how well his elder brother and sister can educate him." Luo Qizhen changed the subject and dropped her smile, "She is much better than our girl Xin Rui."

If this was a mockery a year ago, it is definitely twice as mocking now.

Who here doesn't know that Shen Yao and his wife never ask about Shen Xinghe?

Shen Xu frowned, "Stop talking nonsense and eat your food."

Luo Qizhen twisted her body, "Can't I tell the truth? Humph!"

"I'm done eating, let's go." The chair under Shen Jingxuan's butt made a screeching sound, and he left immediately.

Luo Qizhen called him: "Jingxuan, where are you going? Haven't you finished eating yet?"

"Meeting a friend."

Shen Jingxuan left such a sentence and disappeared.

Ruan Qingmeng watched that careless figure disappear outside the door, and couldn't help but think of Shen Xinghe when he was a boy. His eyes subconsciously swept over and met his eyes.

Shen Xinghe looked at her, his dark eyes without any emotion.

"Xinghe, try it, this is really delicious." Bai Anqi took half of the crystal fried dumpling and put it to Shen Xinghe's mouth. She had obviously eaten half of it.

As if he was afraid that Ruan Qingmeng wouldn't see it, he deliberately called her: "Sister Qingmeng, you should try it too, it's really good."

Before Ruan Qingmeng could say anything, the old lady pushed a bowl of bird's nest in front of her: "Qingmeng, drink the bird's nest. I asked Mrs. Zhang to cook it specially. You must drink it."

"Thank you grandma."

Ruan Qingmeng took it with both hands and glanced over there again reflexively. There were no fried dumplings on Bai Anqi's chopsticks, and Shen Xinghe was chewing something in his mouth.

They are normal boyfriend and girlfriend, and such behavior is normal.

Ruan Qingmeng took a sip of bird's nest porridge, which was like chewing wax.

(End of this chapter)