Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 67 Xiaoqingcai What's wrong with you?
This man, from the first time he met, he felt that his aura was weird and terrifying.

Now it looks like it's really scary!

Since it came to this world, no one else could hear it except that it deliberately let Yuan Feiqian hear him speak.

But why did this man hear it now?

Not only heard it, but also chatted with it?
This is not right!

It shouldn't develop like this!

The little tortoise shivered and hid in Yuan Feiqian's hand, quietly curled up into the shell, as if Qing Yishen couldn't see it like this.

Yuan Feiqian happily ate the crab noodle soup dumpling, turned around and found the little turtle huddled up, a little surprised: "Xiao Qingcai, what's wrong with you?"

Qing Yishen made her a spring roll: "I guess I'm full."

The little turtle hiding in the shell: ...

NO, I have not!
It's a pity that Yuan Feiqian didn't hear its voice, and said with emotion: "Sure enough, its favorite is chicken drumsticks with mushrooms, and it probably can't get used to them."

"Qianqian is right." Qing Yishen scooped up another bowl of millet porridge for her and asked, "When do you plan to leave?"

Yuan Feiqian tilted her head slightly: "Just today."

Qing Yishen agreed, and then re-booked the ticket.

Afterwards, he gave a lot of precautions: "Don't run around when you get off the plane, someone will pick you up at that time. You are not familiar with the place outside, our family has a house over there, and the second brother is recuperating there, you go directly to live there , if there is anything you need to tell the second brother directly."

Yuan Feiqian should come down.

After dinner, Qing Yishen helped her prepare her luggage and checked the relevant documents several times.

Her repair tools were also packed into the large suitcase, together with a lot of clothes and various supplies that Qing Yishen helped her buy.

Looking at the big suitcase, Yuan Feiqian was surprised: "I don't need so much..."

Qing Yishen said: "When you get there, tell your second brother what you need and ask him to prepare it for you. That's all I can think of for the time being. Remember to call me every day. Don't worry about things yourself. Tell me to handle them."

Yuan Feiqian listened to his instructions quietly, and nodded, her eye circles felt inexplicably hot.

She thought it was nice to have someone who cared.

It's like my mother always said that every time I wanted to go out.

When I think of my mother, I think of my identity as an illegitimate daughter.

For her, this is a scar, a scar that cannot heal.

Now she has escaped from the motherless home, and plans to find her biological mother.

She just wants to know one thing: why doesn't her biological mother want her?

Thinking of this, Yuan Feiqian suddenly remembered something: "Is the detective agency number you gave me still there? My phone was confiscated."

After finishing the words, Qing Yishen stood up and walked to the coffee table beside him.

When he came back, he had an extra mobile phone case in his hand.

The brand-new mobile phone was lying in it, and Qing Yishen handed it to Yuan Feiqian directly, and said, "It contains my number and the number of my second brother. I will give you the number of the detective agency again."

Yuan Feiqian looked at the brand-new mobile phone, then at Qing Yishen, his eyes were full of surprise: "Do you know that my mobile phone is gone?"

Qing Yishen took out the phone and handed it to Yuan Feiqian: "I couldn't get through to you when I called you last night, so I checked your situation. I bought it because you thought you needed it anyway."

Since he learned that she was locked up, he ordered people to monitor her situation and report it all the time.

Of course, I also know about the confiscation of mobile phones.

It's just that he doesn't say so much.

(End of this chapter)