Dear Mr. Shi

The lawyer looked at Han Yinqian, and then at the direction where Han Xiqian was leaving.

He sighed, finally got up to sort out the papers, said that he would find another time to process the will, then got up and left.

Later, the people from the Shi family and the Han family left one after another.

Li Yu looked at his son and seemed to want him to go together, but Han Yinqian let her go first.

Before leaving, Li Yu took a breath, "Yin Qian, Cici is still a little girl, don't take it to heart."

Seeing that everyone was almost gone, but Shi Yuhan had been sitting, looking at Han Yinqian deeply, without any intention of getting up.

Song Qing let out a sigh of joy, and pulled Shi Yuhan's sleeve to beckon him to go.

Han Yinqian looked at Song Qinghuan, and suddenly smiled evilly: "Your woman?"

Song Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, and blinked, only to realize that Han Yinqian was talking to Shi Yuhan. It seemed that the two had known each other before.

It is also true that the Shi family and the Han family are family acquaintances, and it is not surprising that they know each other, but when Shi Yuhan said something, Song Qinghuan uttered in her heart.

Shi Yuhan said, "You didn't tell me that you are Uncle Han's son."

Han Yinqian smiled: "You didn't tell me that you are the grandson of the old man of the Shi family."

Shi Yuhan said indifferently: "It seems that my brother wants your sister to marry."

A bright smile appeared on Han Yinqian's face, and he touched his chin evilly: "But if I remember correctly, the boss seems to be her fiancé. Just now, the will also seems to mention you... Now it seems that she was abandoned. Now, should I go to have a drink and celebrate."

After that, he fixed his gaze on Song Qinghuan, with the expression that you are a winner: "Go together?"

Song Qinghuan waved his hand, a little embarrassed: "No, I am a pregnant woman, not suitable for drinking."

Han Yinqian's evil charm curled her lips: "Fengzi married?"

Shi Yuhan looked cold, and didn't answer him at all. He just asked indifferently, "Where is Mu Ye?"

"Of course it's in his hospital," Han Yinqian said, his tone hurt: "Why didn't you ask me, I always feel that my relationship with me is better than Muye."

"If you are not in front of you, what can I ask." Shi Yuhan was still expressionless.

Song Qinghuan was very suspicious that Han Yinqian in front of him was his friend or enemy.

"Relentless," Han Yinqian smiled evilly again: "In this case, I should add a sentence, please give me more advice in the future, a good roommate in China."

Roommate, my God, Song Qinghuan was surprised. Han Yinqian was Shi Yuhan's roommate, so are they the roommate relationship of classmates, or the roommate relationship of living together behind?

Puff, the word cohabitation made Song Qinghuan skew each other in an instant, and it was all blame for Shimu and Sichen for making her a rotten girl.

Shi Yuhan didn't answer his words, and the five fingers hanging beside him were beating rhythmically like a voice.

Han Yinqian looked at Song Qinghuan again: "Facing one person every day, looking at ten lines, never forgetting, like a living dictionary, will you be very depressed?"

"What? A living dictionary?" Song Qinghuan was puzzled. When she was about to ask, Shi Yuhan took her shoulders and stood up, ignoring Han Yinqian who was sitting lazily on the opposite side.

"The weather has suddenly deteriorated, and dense and weird dark clouds have quickly gathered in the sky. It looks like a storm is about to come." Han Yinqian laughed enchantingly behind him.

The words spoken are very meaningful.