The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 71 Running away from home (3)

Shaozhe gently opened the door, a trace of jealousy flashed in Yingying's eyes, but he smiled like a flower, and shook the ointment in his hand, "I'm here to deliver the medicine."

He didn't mean to move away, and silently stretched out his hand.

She avoided it with a coquettish smile, "That's not acceptable. I'll personally administer the medicine to Sister Danqing. Brother Shaozhe, you'd better go back to your room. I'll take care of it here."

Shaozhe frowned, and made way for her to come in.

Yingying pursed her lips and walked in, and glanced at the room that should belong to her.

The design of one dark and one light is located in the study, drawing room and rest room, and the inside is the master bedroom.

The layout of the study is very simple, but everything is high-quality goods.

The wall lamps on the wall are custom-made in Italy, the desks and bookshelves are all made by famous masters, and the materials used for painting are piled up on the table.

It seems inconspicuous, but it is unique everywhere, which shows how favored the owner is.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she took the ointment to offer the treasure, "Sister Danqing, this is a good medicine handed down in our family, don't give it to outsiders, only my sister, I will take it out."

Her tone was kind and gentle, like a good sister who cared for her younger sister.

But Danqing just couldn't like her, so he squeezed out two words dryly, "Thank you."

The smile is too fake, the eyes are too cold, no matter how you look at it, you feel uncomfortable.

Yingying was eager to help wipe the medicine herself, but Danqing quickly refused, and wiped it slowly in front of the mirror.

Han Shaozhe moved his hands, glanced at the girl who was staring at him fiercely, and forced himself to endure it.

Still not leaving?
Yingying smiled and leaned over to talk, "This room is nice, the decoration is really tasteful..."

Danqing's hands froze, and he forced a smile, "When I go to live in the school, Miss Qi can move in."

Feeling very uncomfortable, she tried her best to comfort herself, this room was not hers in the first place, it was just a temporary residence.

Nothing in this world is hers, so take it lightly.

Yingying has the heart, but doesn't have the guts, so she deliberately raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Sister Danqing, what are you talking about, this is your home, how can you just leave? Are you still angry with your aunt?"

If he wants to leave, he is still so wordy, it's too annoying to stand in front of her, and it will ruin the good things between her and Shaozhe.

These words were too serious, Danqing dared not answer, and shook his head desperately, "No."

Accidentally, the ointment in her hand fell to the ground, and she frantically picked it up, but she was so confused that she couldn't catch it no matter what.

Shaozhe couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and bent down to pick it up, and put it in her hand.

Yingying looked at them with wide eyes, feeling sore in her heart.

Even if the two of them looked at each other silently, there was an indescribable intimacy and tacit understanding, as if they were born to be a circle, and no one else could get in.

This taste is very uncomfortable!
Her mind was spinning, no matter how much she hated in her heart, she did not show anything on her face,
"That's right, even the closest family members will quarrel and bicker, don't take it seriously, don't take what just happened to your heart."

She still doesn't forget to perform in front of her sweetheart, showing her gentle, kind and generous side. "I will help persuade my aunt and try to make her stop embarrassing you."

Danqing smiled wryly, "Thank you,"

Thank God for not instigating to harm her.

All Yingying's attention was on Shaozhe, seeing that he remained expressionless and never said a word, she couldn't figure out his thoughts.

"Brother Shaozhe try to rest assured, but you have to be nice to me, you are also a younger sister, so you can't be partial."

(End of this chapter)