Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 1187 Don’t Appear in Front of Me Even If You Die [5]

"Shi Qianxi doesn't love Brother Che, so I don't feel bad. But I'm different, I love Brother Che so much"

As Yang Qing spoke, she glanced secretly at Xia Zhi's reaction, frowned on purpose, showing a distressed and troubled look, her tone was pity and hoarse.

Xia Zhi's restless heart was persuaded by Yang Qing, sighed, took a sip of tea, and said in a low voice: "When Ah Che comes back, let's say the same thing, don't make her suspicious."

"Then what if Brother Che asks about Shi Qianxi?" Yang Qing frowned, her face a little uneasy.

Xia Zhi was about to answer when a servant's voice sounded outside the door, "Master, you are back. Madame and Miss Yang are waiting for you to serve dinner."

Xia Zhi and Yang Qing in the living room looked at each other, their faces regained their composure, and they also shut their mouths and stopped talking about the topic just now.

Feng Chen Che, who was dressed in a straight suit, tall and indifferent, approached, followed by his left and right hands Rong Wu.

"Brother Che, you are back, my aunt and I are waiting for you to have dinner together!" Yang Qing stood up, smiling delicately at Feng Chenche.

Feng Chenche stood in front of the two, his indifferent expression did not change at all.Standing there straight, he took off the suit jacket on his body, and his arrogance and dignity were vividly displayed in his gestures.

Seeing Feng Chenche taking off his coat, Yang Qing immediately approached and stretched out her hand considerately, and called out with a smile: "Brother Che, I'll help you hang up your clothes, you go to eat."

Feng Chenche glanced at Yang Qing with indifferent eyes, and slightly passed the coat in his hand behind him.

Rong Wu, who was behind him, immediately stepped forward, took the coat, turned around and hung it up respectfully.

Yang Qing's outstretched hand hung awkwardly in the air, a little embarrassed.

Feng Chenche didn't understand the heart of Yang Qing who was ignored by him at all, glanced at the living room and the untouched food on the dining table, and asked lightly: "Where is she? Why don't you call her when the meal is ready?"

Although Feng Chenche didn't mention the word "she" clearly, everyone in the living room knew who he was asking, Shi Qianxi.

Yang Qing pursed her lips, hating Shi Qianxi in her heart to the extreme.

She tried her best to get close to Brother Che, but Brother Che didn't even give her a look, and the first thing he said when he came back was to ask where Shi Qianxi was.

Yang Qing's heart felt uncomfortable as if being pricked by a needle, and her hatred deepened.

Xia Zhi, who was sitting on the sofa, looked a little upset when she saw Yang Qing being ignored by her son. She immediately stood up to smooth things over, and said to the two with a smile: "Let's eat first, and we'll talk after we're done. You're tired after a busy day, Che , Yang Qing specially asked someone to prepare soup for you, don't disappoint Yang Qing's concern and consideration for you. Let's go, let's eat first."

Feng Chenche glanced at Xia Zhi, and said coldly to Rong Wu behind him: "Go upstairs and ask Miss Shi to come down for dinner."

Rong Wu paused, then raised his forehead: "Yes, young master."

Rong Wu was about to go, when Yang Qing, who had been holding her breath, heard Feng Chenche's every word after he came in. Shi Qianxi's hatred deepened, and she said to Rong Wu with a look of embarrassment on her face: "No need to go, she's not here upstairs."

This time, Feng Chen Che's gaze finally turned to Yang Qing, and he stared at her with indifference and coldness, and the words he said were even colder to the bottom: "Say, where is she!"

Difficulty and hesitation appeared on Yang Qing's face, she pursed her lips and hesitated, "Brother Che, Shi Qianxi is not upstairs, nor is she in the manor."

"I asked you who she is!!" Feng Chenche yelled at Yang Qing, his cold voice without warmth.

Yang Qing shivered for a moment, Feng Chenche's strong aura made her dare not look directly at her, and the finished manuscript became messy, with her head drooping and looking uneasy.

(End of this chapter)