Mr. Quan, please take care

Chapter 353 Suffering from a Stomach Trouble, Miao Miao Buys Medicine (Part [-])

Qi Ziyan: "Thank you, I will remember."

Shen Wei guessed that what the other party wanted to say was "I remember you"!
"You're welcome."

The woman's complexion changed slightly, her eyes filled with hatred.

Miao Miao saw this scene in her eyes, stared at the back of the woman who was furious but pretending to be calm, and fell into deep thought.

"Mr. Shen, did you have a grudge against her before?"

Shen Yu shook her head: "No."

"That's strange...don't be too obvious about this woman's hostility towards you."

This is also where Shen Yu was puzzled.

No matter in her previous life or this life, she was sure that she had never met Qi Ziyan, let alone had any faults.

If it was because of losing the game, but Qi Zichen was also in the team, and there were other people, so it didn't make sense to only target Shen Yu.

Miao Miao was still racking her brains to find the reason, but was stopped by Shen Hou's words——

"I don't know now, but I will know one day."

……

The hot pot restaurant is located in the old alley of XC District. There are many old shops here, selling word of mouth and feelings.

Seven people drove five cars.

Jiang Shuokai sat in Shen Yu's little white Martha.

She reminded: "Seat belt."

The man pulls it over and fastens it.

Let go of the handbrake, step on the accelerator, and merge smoothly into the traffic flow of the main road.

Jiang Shuokai turned his head to look out the window, and suddenly said, "During the competition, why do you ask for my opinion?"

Shen Wei: "For reference."

"Others can too."

"You have to get to the bottom of it?"

Jiang Shuokai put away the laziness in his eyes, "I'm used to being clear."

Shen Yu pondered for a moment: "I'm asking you and not others, because I think you can think of me together."

"What made you feel this way?"

"Usually, the difference between No.1 and No.2 is not too big. Because—"

Jiang Shuokai raised his eyebrows, waiting for the next article.

"They're equally good."

"...So, are you boasting?" The corner of the man's mouth twitched.

"No, I'm praising you."

Jiang Shuokai was stunned for a moment, and immediately brought up a self-deprecating smile: "What can I boast about..."

"Sharp, careful, and insightful." Shen Yu counted out his three advantages when he opened his mouth.

"Then I can really thank you."

Shen Yu frowned, "It sounds like perfunctory."

The man fell silent.

She understood instantly: "Is it really perfunctory?" Immediately afterwards, she felt funny again, "It's fine if you don't know how to boast, but you can't even be praised by others. What's wrong with you?"

He fixedly looked out of the window, and murmured softly, but unfortunately, Shen Yu couldn't hear clearly.

Two and 10 minutes later, XC District, the old hot pot building.

"It smells so good..." After Miao Miao parked the car, she smelled a domineering fragrance, mixed with the choking of pepper, the numbness of peppercorns, and the aroma of boiling red oil.

He Huai is a frequent visitor here, so he asked the lobby manager directly to ask for a private room.

Next is hot pot time, of course, chatting is also essential.

Before this, Gu Qing and Zhang Yang had little contact with rich second generations like He Huai and Qi Zichen. They originally thought that these kind of favored people would be difficult to get along with, but it was not the case.

Qi Zichen has a gentle temperament and good conversation. As long as he wants to, he can quickly find common topics with you, and his emotional intelligence is extremely high.

Although He Huai is a bit perverted, he is definitely not that kind of absurd dude. Compared to Qi Zichen, he is more humorous.

Moreover, Shen Yu seemed to have known these two for a long time, so Gu Qing couldn't help being a little curious about her identity.

Out of respect, she didn't ask directly.

But he secretly guessed in his heart that Shen Yu should not be a small white-collar worker like them.

From social circles, to behavior and conversation, and those two expensive Maseratis, they are not compatible with ordinary office workers.

As for Miao Miao, from Gu Qing's point of view, she has a kind of enigmatic admiration for Shen Yu's attitude, and she is absolutely loyal.

"This is delicious," Miao Miao held chopsticks for Shen Hou, "Try it."

Shen Yu accepted it naturally, and began to taste it seriously.

Yes, seriously!
Gu Qing has never seen a person who can be so serious and meticulous about eating.

From Shen Yu's expression, demeanor, and movements, it can be seen that she cherishes food almost piously.

People can't help but want to take a second look.

Gu Qing is not the only one who is attracted?
Qi Zichen was also looking at it calmly from the corner of his eye, admiring and observing secretly.

The "President" on the control panel giving advice, the girl in front of the red oil pan who focused on delicious food, and the third lady who had a cold expression when she first met the Shen family in memory, these are all Shen Wei.

But which one is the real her?
It was the first time that Qi Zichen became curious about a woman, and this curiosity was accompanied by a strong desire to explore. In a certain moment, he even had the idea of ​​imprisoning her for analysis!

Miao Miao: "Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom."

Shen Yu turned sideways and let her go out.

The restroom is across the corridor, near the back door. After Miao Miao solved her physical needs, she remembered that she had finished her drink, so she went around to the front desk to get it.

"Give me a bottle of orange juice, thank you."

Waiter: "Would you like a large bottle or a small bottle?"

"A small bottle will do."

"Okay." Just as the waiter turned around to take orange juice from the shelf, a tall figure walked up to the counter and stopped right next to Miao Miao——

"Bill, please."

The man's voice was magnetic and nice, with a hint of sexiness.

Miao Miao couldn't help but look over, and the next second, her eyes froze slightly.

The man seemed to be aware of the sizing around him, and turned his head slightly: "Hello."

"...Hello, Principal Shen."

Shen Chunhang raised his eyebrows, "You know me?"

"Well, I'm Qihang's student."

"This year?"

Miao Miao nodded, as if she knew what he wanted to ask, and answered directly: "Class C."

A gentle smile flashed in the man's eyes, like a teacher treats a student, an elder treats a junior: "You are very good to be admitted to Qihang."

Miao Miao's eyes brightened slightly, and then she smiled back: "Thank you."

Waiter: "Miss, your orange juice." Then he turned to Shen Chunhang, "You spent a total of 870 yuan, cash or credit card?"

"Swipe the card." Shen Chunhang took it out of the bag and handed it over.

Miao Miao could see his knuckle-shaped fingers, slender like jade, with slightly protruding blue blood vessels faintly visible on the back of his hand.

"Your card, please keep it."

Shen Chunhang took it, put it back in his pocket, then slightly nodded at Miao Miao, then turned and left.

Polite, but also alienated.

Shen Chunhang left the hotpot restaurant and walked out along the old alley, his car was parked in the square across the road.

"Hiss..." After walking a certain distance, he suddenly raised his hand to cover his stomach, and pressed hard twice, as if he wanted to relieve the pain.

Unfortunately, not only did not alleviate, but intensified.

Soon, Shen Chunhang couldn't move his feet anymore, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the blood on his face faded instantly.

Just when his center of gravity was unstable and he was about to fall, a hand reached out to support him.

"Principal Shen, are you okay?"

"It is you……"

Miao Miao nodded, her eyes seemed to be dazed, but after careful identification, she seemed to see nothing, which was perfectly normal, "Well, it's me. Help you to sit on the chair next to you for a while, is that okay?"

"can."

Miao Miao helped him over, and sat down beside her, leaving a distance between them, not overstepping, not being intimate, just right.

"Are you sick to your stomach?"

"Old problem."

"How about it, you wait here for a while, there is a pharmacy opposite, I'll go buy some stomach medicine for you."

Shen Chunhang originally wanted to refuse. He is not used to troublesome people, especially if the other party is his student. After all, the identity of the principal here represents a kind of majesty in a certain sense, which makes him very repulsed to show his fragile side in front of others. .

But Miao Miao didn't give him a chance to refuse, and ran towards the alley after speaking.

From Shen Chunhang's point of view, he could just see the back of her walking out of the alley and then crossing the road.

Very bulky, but very generous, indescribably stable and calm.

Two minutes later, Miao Miao came back, panting slightly, which was the result of her deliberately slowing down her breathing, but she was actually sweating profusely and her back was half wet.

But she didn't mention anything, and tried to look relaxed.

Shen Chunhang was slightly surprised: "So fast?"

She smiled and handed him a disposable paper cup filled with warm water.

Shen Chunhang took it over, watched her swiftly open the medicine box, took out the pills inside and handed it to him, "I've washed my hands."

The man laughed, "I didn't mean that."

"I know, just to tell you, I don't mean that either."

Shen Chunhang swallowed the medicine with warm water.

Miao Miao: "It may take a while to take effect."

"Ah."

"Um... your stomach has been bad?"

Shen Chunhang smiled, his face was not so pale at last, "I drank badly when I was young."

"I don't want to eat hot pot in the future. Spicy food can easily cause irritation. However, clear soup is still fine."

Shen Chunhang frowned suddenly, the way he looked at Miao Miao changed slightly...

　ennnn, this is the second watch.

　　There is one more, twelve o'clock!ok~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)