Little milk bag looking for relatives

"Qingzhi, are you up?"

A sumptuous breakfast was placed on the dining table, and Cheng Yuling greeted Shen Qingzhi gently at the stairs.

Shen Qingzhi stared at Cheng Yuling silently for a while, then suddenly asked, "I remember Wanwan had a pink princess dress when she was a child, which was given to her by her mother, but why was it in Jiajia's closet later?"

"Is there such a thing?" Cheng Yuling was confused, but seeing Shen Qingzhi's serious expression, she nodded casually, "Probably yes, Siwan was quite sensible when she was young, and she let Jiajia do everything , I even gave up my princess room to Jiajia."

"Sigh... Now that I've grown up, I'm not sensible anymore. I have to fight for everything. The incident a few days ago caused Jia Jia to almost lose her head in Tongcheng."

"Qingzhi, you have to talk about Siwan when you have time, the two of them are sisters after all..."

Shen Qingzhi interrupted Cheng Yuling impatiently, and asked word by word, "Is that princess dress that Siwan offered to give to Jiajia?"

Cheng Yuling had long forgotten all about the old things.

But Shen Siwan's things belonged to Shen Jiajia by default, so she still nodded indifferently when she heard the words.

"Yes."

"Then let me ask you again, what is the reason why Si Wan's arms were always bruised when she was a child?"

Cheng Yuling finally sensed something was wrong, and asked cautiously, "Qingzhi, what's wrong with you?"

"answer me!"

Shen Qingzhi roared angrily, grabbed Cheng Yuling's wrist and forced her to the corner.

"Naturally... it's because she was naughty when she was a child, and she always liked to play with the bastards in the next class and fight and fight. Qingzhi, you also know that Siwan has not been as well-behaved as Jiajia since she was a child, and she is not as good as she kisses you, It's even more embarrassing to me, so why are you partial to Jiajia?" Cheng Yuling has been saying this set of rhetoric for more than ten years, and when he said it, his face didn't change, his face didn't blush, and his heart beat.

Shen Qingzhi suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha……"

He laughed crazily, but he shed tears when he smiled.

How blind was he that he didn't see through the mask that Cheng Yuling had put on for so many years, and how stupid was he to take the lies that fooled people seriously? !

"Qingzhi, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Yuling finally panicked, and anxiously pulled Shen Qingzhi's hand, "Are you too tired these two days? Or let's go on a trip to relax?!"

Shen Qingzhi slammed Cheng Yuling's hand away, and angrily slammed the door and left.

Shen Jiajia, who was sleepy, was awakened by the loud closing sound.

She rubbed her eyes and leaned on the railing and asked, "Mom, did Dad just go out? Why is he so angry in the early morning!"

"Your father seems to be in a daze." Cheng Yuling said with a gloomy face, "He's been sleeping in the study for the past two days, is it because his bad feng shui has affected the magnetic field?"

"Mom, you are really superstitious." Shen Jiajia yawned lazily and said in a daze.

"You know what!" Cheng Yuling's anger transferred to Shen Jiajia, and she shouted dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up and go to work, you will not be allowed to miss work in the studio for a day! Follow Yuxi and study hard!"

Shen Jiajia's sleepiness was completely sobered by the scolding.

She mumbled and went back to the house to change clothes, thinking that her mother seemed to have reached menopause, and her mood was too unstable recently.

Cheng Yuling sat on the sofa with an uncertain expression.

I don't know if she is suspicious... In a few days, it will be the anniversary of the death of Shen Siwan's short-lived mother.

Something like metaphysics, sometimes you can't believe it.

……

"I'll go to Yuxi to have a look."

Shen Siwan hugged a bouquet of flowers, got up and said to Cen Lu.

Shen Jiajia is very rampant, and Yuxi's studio is located next to them, across the street.

Cen Lu glanced at the bouquet in Shen Siwan's arms, trembling with laughter, "Sister, will this be too damaging?"

Meditating on Wan's expression without changing his face, "The most important thing is the mind."

Luo Yi happened to push the door open and came in. Seeing Shen Siwan holding a bouquet, she subconsciously asked, "Sister Jo, which friend's house of yours is going to a funeral?"

Cen Lu couldn't help but pat the table while laughing.

I didn't expect that Ms. Jo could hurt her so directly.

"Is it funny?" Luo Yi looked inexplicable, "Isn't it a white thing or a red thing..."

Cen Lu nodded, "Sister Luo Yi, this is really a red thing."

Luo Yi looked at the bouquet of flowers in Shen Siwan's arms again in shock, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "Could it be that I've played too many games recently and become color blind?!"

Does Hongshi send flowers like this?

Or was her time in the country too short, and she even forgot the customs? !
"You are not color-blind, I just want to give this flower." Shen Siwan said calmly, walking out lightly, apparently in a good mood.

Luo Yi was completely dumbfounded.

"Cen Lu, I doubt I'm awake yet...why I'm not sure what's going on." Luo Yi said in a cloud of confusion, "Congratulations to someone who sent you that kind of flowers, isn't Sister Jo afraid of being beaten?!"

Thinking of Shen Siwan's destination, Cen Lu couldn't help feeling worried, "If there is a fight...will Miss Jo suffer?"

Yuxi is Shen Jiajia's person, so Ms. Jo is too lonely if she really wants to do it.

Thinking of this, Cen Lu anxiously got up and prepared to follow up to see the situation, but was dragged back by Luo Yi, and waved her hand indifferently, "Sister Jo painstakingly learned women's self-defense when she was abroad. She should be fine, guys."

"Then what if it's a man?"

Luo Yi smiled mysteriously, "Then I think it should be all right."

Cen Lu, "???"

"Sister Jo asked me to buy a lot of anti-wolf artifacts this morning, to ensure that the wolves fall down, she is fine hahahaha..."

Shen Siwan didn't choose to drive, but could not go there with the flowers in her arms.

The clear weather should have made her happy, but her mind was full of the text message from Shen Qingzhi this morning.

There are only three words on the whole screen--sorry.

She dreamed of her mother yesterday, and her mother said that she had suffered all these years. She opened her eyes this morning and received such a text message, and said in her heart that no feeling was false.

Over the years, she has long been used to her father's indifference, but his father's attitude suddenly changed, and her first reaction turned out to be whether his father asked her for something?
How ridiculous, what a fragile father-daughter relationship?

Arriving at the business building on the next street, taking the elevator all the way to the 22nd floor, Shen Siwan briefly put all these complicated emotions behind her, got out of the elevator and found the entrance of Yuxi's studio.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The front desk asked politely.

"Shen Jiajia."

"May I ask you to find our Mr. Shen?"

Shen Siwan put the bouquet in her arms on the table at the front desk, and said calmly, "I am her older sister, and I am here to congratulate her studio on moving to a new location."

The front desk's eyes fell on the bouquet, and his expression froze.

Congratulations on the housewarming... white chrysanthemums?