After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

In less than 2 minutes, a message was sent over there, only five words.

【Say yes to your treat】

Tangtang Sheng Shao, is she short of more than 100 yuan?

Xia Qinghuan Haoxuan didn't make a voice call, and directly argued with Sheng Yan.

Holding the mobile phone in her hand, she punched back and forth in the living room several times, until her stomach was rumbling, and she had to stop, ordered a bowl of noodle soup for herself, and extravagantly cracked two eggs.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Sheng Yan took the initiative to call.

"Tomorrow, I will report to the Taekwondo Hall, and I will ask Kuang Lang to register for you."

Xia Qinghuan sneered when she heard the words: "Go to the Taekwondo gym, promise Kuang Lang to be his girlfriend, and be completely under the control of the two of you from now on?"

"Sheng Yan, I don't know, but you still have such a spirit of sharing."

"You and Kuang Lang both use the same toothbrush, right? It's really brotherly love, good friends, and a quilt."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Xia Qinghuan could only hear the sound of car engines.

After waiting for a while, she didn't hear the other party talking, so she hung up the phone and continued eating noodles.

Halfway through eating, the bell rang again.

Xia Qinghuan just took a mouthful of noodles, glanced at the name on the screen, did not think much, and pressed on.

"Shengyan, you..." Sheng Yan's face caught off guard and bumped into her eyes.

Xia Qinghuan's eyes moved slightly, and she checked again.

The other party made a video call this time, and she was about to pick it up!

She still had noodles hanging from her mouth, half in her mouth and half in the bowl.

However, Sheng Yan on the opposite side not only didn't know how to avoid it, but also stared at it intently, as if he had never seen anyone else eat noodles.

Not to be outdone, Xia Qinghuan followed Sheng Yan's gaze, sucked the noodles into her mouth, and ate them in bites.

In the empty rental house, the sound of noodles sucking and sucking is especially obvious.

After eating, she elegantly put the chopsticks and empty bowl aside, and said slowly:

"I've said everything I need to say. I have no intention of participating in the games played by your circle, nor do I want to play with you."

"Young Master Sheng called again, do you have any advice?"

Sheng Yan lit a cigarette, and his eyes fell on Xia Qinghuan's lips.

She had just eaten, and her lips had a moist luster, like dew-dropped petals hanging in the morning, delicate and charming.

He rolled his Adam's apple and exhaled smoke rings: "You think I'm playing with you?"

"Otherwise?" Xia Qinghuan wiped her mouth and looked directly at Sheng Yan.

He was still on the road, and he didn't know where he parked the car at this time. He could only see passing vehicles on the side of the road through the corner of the car window revealed on the screen.

Sheng Yan shook off the ash on the ashtray, sat on the seat crookedly, and looked at her with sincerity.

"That's just what you thought."

The earnestness of the prodigal son is hard to resist.

Xia Qinghuan is not a little girl, so of course she would not believe the story of the prodigal son turning back for her.

A three-year fruitless marriage has exhausted her enthusiasm, and now she is in no mood and has no energy to think about other things.

"You say you're not playing, so can you marry me?"

"Apart from anything else, the Sheng family will not allow you to marry a second-married woman with no foundation, let alone Fu Yujin's ex-wife."

She looked frank and calm: "I'm not those little girls who admire you, I have my own judgment."

"Please don't bother me again, okay?"

"By the way, please, Young Master Sheng, transfer the money for the vegetables, and we will settle the matter."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone and cleaned up the dishes.

On the other side, Sheng Yan stubbed out the cigarette and came to the Charm Bar.

As soon as he reached the door, a person greeted him.

"Young Master Sheng, the night you came last time, you said you liked the performance on stage. I made a long-term agreement with all the performers, and I will perform tonight according to the order of that day's performance?"

Sheng Yan glanced at him, with a half smile but not a smile: "Are you sure they are all the same?"

The person in charge froze, recalling the most amazing martial arts performance that night.

In all fairness, it is indeed overwhelming.

However, the other party attracted Mr. Fu's dislike for some reason, so he could only give up.

But now Young Master Sheng took the initiative to mention that there is still an inexplicable relationship between that woman and Young Master Sheng?

He tentatively said: "It's true that one is missing, but Mr. Fu doesn't like that performance. If Young Master Sheng really likes it, why don't I get someone to perform for you alone?"

Sheng Yan turned his gaze around the person in charge, his expression unclear.

"Have you ever called someone out to perform alone?"

The person in charge was surprised: "No."

Sheng Yan withdrew his gaze, and said in a neutral tone: "Do less and make fewer mistakes. It's not bad if you don't do it. Only by recognizing your identity can you go far."

The person in charge broke out in a cold sweat and repeatedly said yes.

He didn't heave a sigh of relief until he sent Sheng Yan away.

No one from a wealthy family is simple, even Sheng Shao, who is rumored to be the most generous and unassuming, has such a strong aura.

In the future, he will never inquire about the affairs of the wealthy family.

……

rental room.

Xia Qinghuan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and flipped through her phone a few times.

No red envelopes or transfer messages.

Clicking on the dialog box again, she operated it with one hand, accidentally clicked twice more, and entered Sheng Yan's dynamic circle.

A post from 10 minutes ago appeared in front of her eyes.

It is a picture of Jiugongge.

Mapo tofu, crucian carp tofu soup, pot tofu, tofu steamed egg, stuffed tofu, Yipin tofu, etc...

There are a total of nine tofu dishes, one dish and one photo, without heavy samples.

The key is that she spent money to buy these dishes.

Xia Qinghuan became more energetic after reading it, and on impulse, made a comment below.

【Prepare scalding medicine before eating! 】

It was only after the comment that she realized it was not good, and after she agreed to settle the matter, she would not contact each other, and she could not slap herself in the face.

She quickly deleted the comment.

Almost at the same time as she deleted the comment, the phone beeped and an unread post appeared.

Click to open it, and the system prompts that Sheng Yan liked her comment...

Refreshing again, the original full-picture dynamics of Sheng Yan's dynamic circle has been replaced by graphic dynamics.

In the photo of Jiugongge, there are a few pieces of tofu missing in all the dishes, and the big characters are particularly conspicuous on the top of the picture.

【Hot tofu, soft and delicious without burning your mouth】

Xia Qinghuan gritted her teeth, out of sight and out of mind, turned off her phone, and closed her eyes in a fit of anger.

Unexpectedly, patronizing and angry, she fell asleep at some point and slept until dawn.

In the next few days, she spent time looking for a job back and forth.

She is still short of money, but she is no longer eager for quick success like last time. She carefully screens and focuses on the work of personal trainers.

The salary of a private trainer is higher, so she squeezed out time and received two more private trainers. On the whole, it was more than what she earned in the Taekwondo gym before.

On this day, she received a call, and the other party bluntly said that she wanted to find a female personal trainer, but he had to meet first to see if Xia Qinghuan was qualified for the job.

The request was reasonable, and the meeting place was at a high-end restaurant, Xia Qinghuan arrived the next day as scheduled.

Passing by the box next to it, the waiter happened to push the door out, and a familiar figure appeared inside the door.

Xia Qinghuan took a look, then looked away.

The figure is a bit similar, but the person inside looks too decent, so it shouldn't be Sheng Yan.

She didn't stay too long, and pushed open the door of the box next to her.