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Chapter 117 Family Rules
Qin Shuang withdrew her hand with a "whoosh", stared at He Zhiyao with wide eyes and flushed face.

She just knew it! ,

There is absolutely nothing good to say from He Zhiyao's mouth!

That absolutely absolutely cannot be what she said!
Don't say she's drunk, she can't say that kind of thing even if she's so drunk!

He Zhiyao is a big liar!

Does he not have to work recently? !

Today is Monday!

Qin Shuang became angry and raised her foot to step on his foot, but He Zhiyao, as if he could predict her movement, lifted her up hard with his hands around her waist, and her kicking feet indiscriminately could only barely move. I kicked his calf, and the shoe was kicked off.

"He Zhiyao! Let me go!" Qin Shuang regained consciousness completely, struggling with baring teeth and claws.

Relying on his height and long legs, He Zhiyao didn't give her a chance to show off at all, so he bent over and grabbed her thighs, and hugged her horizontally.

Qin Shuang completely flew into the air, and shouted angrily, "He Zhiyao!"

Unmoved, He Zhiyao hugged her around the sofa, put her on the sofa, and pressed her wobbly shoulders: "Sit."

Qin Shuang's face was sullen, seeing that He Zhiyao had put her down, she didn't move any more.

He Zhiyao let go of her, went into the kitchen, and when he came out again, he had an extra bowl of soup in his hand.

He handed the bowl to Qin Shuang: "Drink some of the hangover soup my aunt cooked this morning."

Qin Shuang blinked, a bit unsuitable for He Zhiyao's abrupt style of painting.

She took the bowl, which must have been kept warm. The temperature of the soup bowl was a little hot, and Qin Shuang shook her fingers slightly.

He Zhiyao reached out and took the bowl back from her hand, sat next to her, scooped up the soup with a spoon and handed it to her mouth.

Qin Shuang was almost taken aback by the sudden promotion to the top.

But before she could make a sound, she heard He Zhiyao urging her: "Open your mouth."

Qin Shuang had no choice but to open her mouth obediently.

After drinking half a bowl of hangover soup, Qin Shuang's empty stomach felt better, and he even felt that his head didn't hurt so much.

Seeing that she was almost done drinking, He Zhiyao handed her a tissue, and then took the rest of the hangover soup back to the kitchen.

Qin Shuang wiped her mouth with a tissue, couldn't help but look back at He Zhiyao's back, and then turned back quickly.

He Zhiyao, he...

Qin Shuang couldn't tell, she felt as if she didn't know when He Zhiyao didn't seem so scary anymore.

It seems to be the same last time, she didn't eat at night and was very hungry. He was obviously very angry at the time, but later he went to bring food to feed her... I have been with He Zhiyao for so long, although I have long been used to him The weather is uncertain, but she is not stupid, she can still feel that He Zhiyao is not as completely indifferent to her feelings as before.

When he first came to his side, he didn't think about her at all. If she didn't take the medicine, he would force her to drink, or let the doctor come over and give her an injection directly.

If he didn't eat, he would simply let her starve, and he would not be soft when he violated his taboo, and when he was disobedient, he would just sleep until she had no strength to toss about.

At the beginning, she was purely tossing around until she was completely afraid of him, so she gradually put away her edges and corners, and slowly pretended to be cute.

But since when did she stop being so cautious, and even dared to yell at him,...

For a moment, Qin Shuang became a little confused.

He Zhiyao came over, sat down beside her, clasped her waist with one hand, pulled her onto his lap, and pinched her chin.

Qin Shuang looked at him puzzled.

"Mrs. He, do you remember the family rules?" He Zhiyao asked.

Qin Shuang blinked, house rules?

What house rules?
Was it his crazy rules that the butler promulgated to her when she first arrived at Jingshan Villa? ?

"You can go to the audition tomorrow. If you dare to go out, I will break your leg." He Zhiyao said coolly.

Qin Shuang shivered.

Finally, he understood what He Zhiyao was doing all this morning.

If you don't want her to have more contact with Song Qinghe, just tell me, is he sick if he beats around the bush like this?
Qin Shuang was expressionless and didn't want to talk to him at all.

But at this time, she was trapped in He Zhiyao's arms, and she had to bow her head under the eaves, and could only say cowardly: "I see, don't worry Mr. He, I promise to only go to work and never cause any trouble for Mr. He. "

The corners of He Zhiyao's lips twitched, and he pinched her face: "It's good to know, it doesn't matter if you don't know, Mrs. He remembers one sentence—"

"I'm the best at collecting debt."

Qin Shuang: ...

frenzied.

...

After finally escaping from He Zhiyao's clutches, Qin Shuang felt that the whole world was bright the moment she got on the plane, and she wanted to be bubbling with happiness.

Chen Jing, who was sitting beside her, looked at her and couldn't help laughing, "Are you so happy?"

Qin Shuang blinked, leaned over and whispered, "It's my first time flying by plane."

The key point is that it's been almost two years, and she finally, finally left He Zhiyao's encirclement.

The weather in the sky is so fresh, the sun and clouds are much brighter than elsewhere.

"Pfft..." Chen Jing smiled lowly, and glanced at her: "If you succeed in the audition this time, you will have to spend most of your time on the plane in the future, which is enough for you."

Qin Shuang: ... It's not that she likes to fly, she just flies into the sky and finally flies out of He Zhiyao's claws, she is excited.

This excitement lasted until the plane landed. She followed Chen Jing to pick up her luggage, and was about to find a place to take a taxi when she got out of the station. A man in black wearing sunglasses came over and said respectfully: "Ma'am, Mr. The place to live has been arranged for you, please come with me, I will be your driver during the time you are in Beijing, my surname is Fang, if you have anything to do, just ask."

Qin Shuang's excited smile instantly froze on her face. If she was not wearing a mask, her face would have been very stiff.

Then at this moment, He Zhiyao sent a message,

"Go back with the driver, or I'll go there myself."

Qin Shuang: ...

Sure enough, she still couldn't fly out of He Zhiyao's palm.

Qin Shuang sighed silently, and said to Chen Jing, "Let's go, He Zhiyao arranged it."

Therefore, Chen Jing, who had already booked the hotel, could only follow Qin Shuang to the apartment arranged by He Zhiyao.

The driver handed the door card and key to Qin Shuang and left. Qin Shuang entered the password to open the door. Chen Jing saw the luxuriously decorated and unoccupied large flat apartment, and said with emotion: "Shuangshuang, I think you still follow Mr. He, with this suite and this location, you will have to struggle for several years after you become popular."

Qin Shuang: "..."

She didn't sleep well last night, so Qin Shuang went to bed early that night, and when she woke up the next morning, she had completely recovered.

After arriving at the audition location, many people have already come.

Qin Shuang was facing an audition for the first time, and couldn't help being a little nervous.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder,

"Qin Shuang?"

(End of this chapter)