Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 43 Which one do you choose?
The smile on Qing Yishen's face faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Find out their details."

There are three parties besides him?
No matter who it is, no one is allowed to hurt his shallowness again!

Feeling a little more anxious for no reason, Qing Yishen went back to the room with breakfast.

……

When entering the door, Yuan Feiqian was staring out of the window in a daze, and turned to look over when he heard his movement.

"Aunt Mei's cooking skills are pretty good, try it." Qing Yishen brought the breakfast tray to the bedside.

Yuan Feiqian looked at her favorite breakfast such as shrimp dumplings, char siew and crispy, and her heart was rippling.

After all, Qing Yishen is not very familiar with her now, yet he takes such good care of her.

Feeling very warm in her heart for no reason, she looked at the tired look on the man's face, and her voice softened a bit: "I'm fine now, you go to rest too. Just send someone to take me back later."

Qing Yishen put a cherries to her mouth: "I'll give it to you."

He is not at ease if someone else gives it to him.

After eating the fruit, after washing, she changed into the clothes Qing Yishen had prepared, before Yuan Feiqian was sent back.

At the door, Qing Yishen repeatedly told him to call him if there was anything to do, unable to hide his worry.

"Okay," Yuan Feiqian nodded earnestly with a warm heart: "I have written it all down, you can go back and rest."

Seeing the black car slowly leaving her sight, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling indescribably calm in her heart.

Now, it's really calmer.

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Back home, the busy nanny looked at her a little more shyly.

Occasionally, faint screams could be heard, which came from Yuanmeng's room.

Looking up, Yuan Feiqian's expression was very complicated.

A young girl was abused like this, and her life was almost ruined.

She didn't attack Yuan Meng, but when she thought of Yuan Meng once finding someone to attack her, the pity that had just risen in her heart disappeared.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the little tortoise lying on the windowsill shaking back and forth in its shell.

Hearing the movement, the little tortoise turned his head to look over, his eyes met, and asked, "Are you back? Where did you go in the middle of the night? Don't say anything."

"Morning, Xiaoqingcai!" Yuan Fei smiled slightly: "Sorry, I made you worry."

Mung Douyan sized her up, and the little turtle asked, "Will there be a lot of trouble today?"

Yuan Feiqian pondered: "It should be, but it can be dealt with. I hope I can book the ticket early."

She felt very sad, and for this family and these people in the family, she wished she could leave sooner.

After rearranging the itinerary and competition arrangements, Yuan Feiqian received a call from Qing Yishen and asked her, "Tonight or tomorrow, which one do you choose?"

"Just for tonight!" She didn't want to stay here any longer.

The clothes and documents were all packed, Yuan Feiqian looked at the set of repair tools and was a little tangled: "If only I used the one I used before."

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

The set of tools given by the master in the previous life is extremely well-made and priceless, making countless industry leaders covet it.

However, the quality of the set of tools provided by Yuan Jia was mediocre, and it was not smooth for her to use.

"Let's change another set when we have a chance!" Yuan Feiqian said to himself, and put this set of tools into the bag.

The little tortoise blinked mung bean eyes and stared at the set of tools for a long time.

During lunch, Yuan Feiqian asked the nanny to bring up chicken leg ribs and other favorite dishes.

The little turtle had a great time eating the chicken legs, Yuan Feiqian didn't have any appetite, and just looked at her sister's number.

　[Jia Geng, thank you Da Yue Yue for the local tyrant award 3!Good night, little princesses (3[▓▓)]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)