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Chapter 840
When Cen Qinghe heard that Shang Shaocheng was going back to Night City, she looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked, "Shouldn't we have dinner with uncle tomorrow?"

Shang Shaocheng looked at her, and asked without answering, "Can you still eat like this?"

Cen Qinghe nodded, and wiped his moist eye sockets again, "It's edible."

The man was amused by watching from the sidelines, and Cen Qinghe realized it later, a little embarrassed, so he couldn't help but pull Shang Shaocheng's hand, hoping to use this to make a rescue.

Shang Shaocheng hugged her back, and said to the man: "Brother Bao, let's go to the airport together, we have to go back to Haicheng, and I have an appointment with my dad for dinner tomorrow."

The man said with a smile: "We are all parents, when will we get things done?"

Shang Shaocheng replied with a smile: "It hasn't been decided yet, I will notify you and Brother Sheng as soon as I make a decision."

The man nodded, then looked at Cen Qinghe, and comforted him: "Sisters and sisters, don't believe those who are there or not, look at the man around you, do you believe him or the one inside?"

Cen Qinghe responded obediently: "Of course I believe him."

"That's it. If the sky falls and your man is holding it up, what are you afraid of?"

Cen Qinghe secretly thought that she was afraid that the sky would fall and she would smash Shangshaocheng first. For things like fortune-telling, you can believe it or not, but when you hear something bad, you always have a reaction in your heart.

On the way to the airport, Cen Qinghe was speechless all the way, and seemed extraordinarily silent. When he arrived at the airport, the man bought a ticket to Yecheng, and Cen Qinghe and Shang Shaocheng turned back to Haicheng.

It's hard to talk on the plane. After leaving the airport, Shang Shaocheng said to her, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Cen Qinghe said softly: "Whatever."

Shang Shaocheng asked: "Do you still miss that old magic stick?"

Cen Qinghe was silent, noncommittal.

Shang Shaocheng said: "If you expose her recently, two-thirds of the more than one billion people in the country will call her gossip, especially those who still believe her nonsense. You have also read books and received higher education. Education, can you be more rational and don't be so ignorant?"

Cen Qinghe frowned and said, "I'm not worried about you. Look at her seriousness. If she really doesn't have any skills, how many rich people will go crazy and send money to her?"

Shang Shaocheng replied seriously: "Don't tell me, sometimes you have too much money to spend, and you are obsessed with ghosts."

Cen Qinghe gave him a gouged look, not in the mood to joke with him.

Shang Shaocheng coaxed: "Don't think about it, I'll take you to a good place, you haven't been there yet, you must like his food."

Usually, when Cen Qinghe was in a good mood, she wanted to jump up when she heard the news, but now that she was in a good mood, her mind was so heavy that she couldn't even run away.

When Shang Shaocheng saw this, he was really angry from the bottom of his heart. He was angry with that old magic stick, and of course he was even more angry with Cheng Jiahe. What is he?Hearing a few words from an old witch, she came to stalk Cen Qinghe. If Cen Qinghe was single, but if he was undecided, wouldn't it be for Cheng Jiahe to be happy if he got married?
Cen Qinghe didn't care much about Cheng Jiahe, she didn't like him in the first place, and she was grateful to him at the beginning, but was wiped out by his repeated calculations, and now she knows that he did it for such a reason Saying he likes her...ha, that's ridiculous.

Shang Shaocheng took Cen Qinghe to a private restaurant in Haicheng. This is a real private restaurant, not just a name.The single-family courtyard in the deep alley, the restaurant converted from my own house, can only accommodate four tables of people in total, and those who come to eat here must make an appointment at least half a month in advance.

Shang Shaocheng directly brought Cen Qinghe over. The female boss was in her early 50s, knew him, and asked him why Chen Boxuan didn't come.

Shang Shaocheng greeted her, and the female boss bluntly said that the guest table was full, but she would not ask him to go for nothing, and specially vacated the dining room in her house for the two of them to sit first.

After sitting down, Cen Qinghe supported his chin and half of his face with his hands, undisguisedly preoccupied. Shang Shaocheng knew that she was superstitious and superstitious in this regard. , I had no choice but to take a slant and asked for a pot of home-brewed wine from the boss.

There are a few ready-made dishes every day. Not long after the two sat down, the boss personally brought a tray and served the dishes.

There are eight-treasure duck, grape fish, Hujiang pork ribs, foie gras slices, river prawns, and crispy bean curd skin rolls.

The boss said hello and left. Only Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe were left in the room. Cen Qinghe was in the same mood as waiting to go to the grave. She had no appetite at all. The Shang Shao City in the city didn't seem to move at all.

Looking up, it's not just appearance, it's real.

She asked aloud, "Why don't you eat?"

Shang Shaocheng's expression was calm, and he didn't get angry and complained, but just replied truthfully: "Accompany you."

Cen Qinghe sighed, as if feeling helpless to herself, she said weakly: "You eat, don't worry about me, I'm not hungry."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Anyway, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it. I will eat as much as you eat."

Cen Qinghe brought it up in one breath, and originally wanted to persuade him, but in the end they broke up. No way, she took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks, and first took a bite of a fried bun.

Shang Shaocheng asked, "Is it delicious?"

Cen Qinghe was in a bad mood, but her taste buds hadn't failed yet. When she tasted the soup inside the bun with her tongue, she gradually had the illusion of being alive.

Nodded, "Delicious."

Shang Shaocheng put a piece of ribs in her bowl, "Eat more, you will have the strength to worry when you are full."

Cen Qinghe doesn't know if she doesn't eat, and she can't stop eating. In fact, she is not hungry, but she was holding a breath before, unable to go up or down, so bored, and now she just swallowed the fried buns. After knowing it, I was hungry and panicked.

Seeing her move her index finger, Shang Shaocheng began to eat with peace of mind. Cen Qinghe grabbed a duck wing for Shang Shaocheng, and took one for himself, and asked while eating: "Do you think we should find a master from another place?" Do the math? Let’s see if we’re doing something wrong.”

Shang Shaocheng said without changing his face: "Yes, you are not afraid of being treated as the second Cheng Jiahe."

Cen Qinghe pursed his lips, "Be prepared."

Shang Shaocheng asked: "Then if everyone says that we are at odds, why don't you deal with me?"

Cen Qinghe raised his eyebrows and replied decisively: "How is that possible? We are the successors of socialism in the new era. Didn't you wear a red scarf when you were young? Why are you so superstitious?"

Shang Shaocheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, Cen Qinghe rolled his eyes, turned his eyes away, and muttered in a low voice: "Forget it, I just pretend I didn't hear you."

Shang Shaocheng said: "It's not that you didn't hear it with your ears. If you want to hear it in your heart, you won't be able to hear it. The fortune teller said that you and Cheng Jiahe are more compatible. Do you choose him instead of me? Sometimes I can't understand that my own fate is not the same. Should I ask myself? Why ask others? Look at how old the old lady is, and there are probably more wrinkles on her face than the people who ask her for fortune-telling. I wonder if she can remember what happened three months ago , just to deceive you who are naturally stupid, and take out Cheng Jiahe's cleverness and be mistaken by cleverness."

Referring to Cheng Jiahe, Cen Qinghe asked: "Are you going to directly expose why he did this?"

Shang Shaocheng ate with his head down, behaved elegantly, and let out a casual 'um'.

Cen Qinghe said: "That's really a big scandal, I guess the two of us will have to follow the trending searches again."

Shang Shaocheng said: "His client is not too ugly, so what are we worried about when we run with you?"

Cen Qinghe suddenly let out an 'ah', and Shang Shaocheng looked up at her, seeing her thoughtful, he asked sullenly, "Does it hurt?"

Cen Qinghe looked at him and asked instead: "You said that he is a person who has been studying abroad all year round. I thought he would never be superstitious. I didn't expect him to be this kind of person. Oh, I remembered, when his grandfather passed away , He once asked me if I believed in fate. He said that his grandfather just told his fortune, and he would not live to be 80 years old. As a result, his grandfather died before he was 80 years old. Impact?"

“A deep-seated mindset is definitely influenced by those closest to you,” Shang Shaocheng said.

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "The old man of his family is also counted by that old magic stick, right?"

Cen Qinghe immediately raised her beautiful eyes, "It's possible!"

Shang Shaocheng showed a look of disdain, "The whole family has money but no land to spend."

But Cen Qinghe began to doubt again, if Cheng Daohan's life span was also calculated by Master Pu Shan, then Master Pu Shan has two brushes, and others can be slightly off, but if the life span is all right...

Shang Shaocheng could see what Cen Qinghe was thinking at a glance, and he sneered: "She just said something casually, we may have a bloody disaster when we are together, and you have been depressed all afternoon, you said that if she told Cheng Daohan , you may not live to be 80 years old, as an old man who is 78 and will soon be [-], can he pass this hurdle?"

Cen Qinghe pondered for a while, then asked tentatively: "You mean, Mr. Cheng was scared to death by Master Pushan?"

Shang Shaocheng snorted through his nose, "It's not because I was scared to death, but because I thought about it."

There are too many connotations in this sentence, and Cen Qinghe is terrified when she thinks about it carefully. She knows what it feels like to be obsessed with a person. She opens her eyes and wants to close her eyes every day, and good people are also paralyzed by thinking.

Shaking her head quickly, she said, "I want to force myself to forget what she said."

Shang Shaocheng caught her grape fish and said: "Eat more, if you can't fit it in your stomach, just fill it in your heart, don't think about those useless things all day long."

Cen Qinghe ate the fish he caught, and after swallowing it, he said, "Are you really not afraid that I will overpower you?"

When Shang Shaocheng heard the words, he immediately sneered: "Which part of your body can restrain me?"

Cen Qinghe frowned, "I don't compare IQ and EQ with you."

Shang Shaocheng said: "You said it yourself."

Cen Qinghe said: "I'm serious. Look at which princes and princes in ancient times chose a wife. If they don't find a birthday that matches their horoscope, we are destined to have troubles in our lives. Would you still like to play with me?" "

Shang Shaocheng picked up the wine glass, drank half a glass of wine, and then replied aloud: "Before I didn't like you, your zodiac sign restrained me, and I let you stay away. Now, as long as you can't die Me, I will fight you to the end."

(End of this chapter)