Mr. Bo, my wife has offered 100 billion to break off the engagement.

Qu Ting's room is just like her, very simple furnishings and even more like a man's room.

The black, gray and white colors gave off an indescribable feeling. Qi Yan couldn't tell what he felt when he looked at the structure of the room.

Qu Ting poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at Qi Yan, "I don't have much at home, why don't I cook you some hangover soup?"

Qi Yan nodded without hesitation.

After Qu Ting got the answer, she was busy in the kitchen. Qi Yan sat on the sofa and looked at her busy back without saying anything.

He really wanted to ask what the relationship between Quan Youcan and her was, but he couldn't say anything. What if the answer he got was different from what he wanted?

While thinking about it, a message suddenly popped up on Qu Ting's cell phone that was placed on the coffee table. The lighted up screen made the message very conspicuous on the cell phone.

"My mother asked you to go home for dinner. I will pick you up tomorrow morning. You were very tired just now. Thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest tonight."

Qi Yan felt very sad after seeing the news clearly. He lowered his head and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

When Qu Ting came out, what she saw was Qi Yan's confused look. She didn't know what was going on and put the sobering soup in front of him.

"Captain Qi? Captain Qi? Qi Yan?" Qu Ting called out several times tentatively but he didn't give any response, "Qi Yan!"

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan calmed down and looked at Qu Ting blankly.

Seeing him come back to his senses, Qu Ting breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you thinking about and you are so lost in thought? The hangover soup is ready, drink it quickly."

Qi Yan looked at the sobering soup that was still steaming that night and suddenly didn't want to drink it. He always felt that he would have to go back after drinking it. He didn't want to leave just like that.

"What's wrong? Don't you like the smell?" Qu Ting was confused when she saw that he didn't move.

Qi Yan shook his head, "I'm still a little dizzy."

"Then drink it quickly, it will feel better." Qu Ting urged Qi Yan to drink it.

In desperation, Qi Yan could only drink the sobering soup.

After drinking, I felt really relaxed, but as soon as I thought about Qi Yan leaving soon, I felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Qu Ting rummaged in the room for a while, and finally came out of the room with a quilt in her arms. She looked embarrassed when she saw Qi Yan, "Captain Qi, the guest room at home has not been cleaned up, so I can only feel aggrieved." You slept on the sofa today."

Now it was Qi Yan's turn to kill. He didn't expect that he would have the chance to stay, and he forgot to react for a moment.

Qu Ting thought he didn't say anything because he disliked him. After all, how could a guest sleep on the sofa?

Qu Ting soon pointed to her room as if she remembered something, "Of course, if you are not used to it, you can sleep in my room, it depends on your choice."

It took Qi Yan a long time to react, "It's okay, I can just sleep here."

Qu Ting helped put the sofa together. Although she was still not as tall as Qi Yan, she could at least make do with it for one night.

Before turning off the lights, Qu Ting heard Qi Yan turn her back to him and say, "Good night, have a sweet dream."

It was obviously just a simple sentence, but Qu Ting's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

The moment she returned to the room, Qu Ting threw herself onto the bed and rolled on it, "He actually said good night to me!"

Qu Ting looked at the ceiling in disbelief. It felt unreal when she held her face in her hands, but it was indeed the case.

Qu Ting didn't sleep well that night, and came out of the room with dark circles under her eyes the next morning.

When she woke up, Qi Yan had already packed up the quilt. Just like the stereotype of him, the quilt was folded squarely.

Qi Yan heard the movement behind him and looked over, frowning when he saw the bruises under Qu Ting's eyes, "Were you on a mission last night?"

Qu Ting looked helplessly at the culprit who caused her insomnia in front of her, with a bitter smile on her face, "No, I've been having a bit of insomnia recently."

"Is that so?" Qi Yan was doubtful.

Qu Ting didn't waste any time talking to him and handed the toiletries to Qi Yan, "These are for you. The bathroom is in the second room on the left."

After telling Qi Yan, Qu Ting ran to the kitchen and drank a glass of water in one breath. She was really crazy!

She actually still felt uncomfortable when she saw Qi Yan in the morning. Her heartbeat was racing and she felt like she was going to die suddenly in the next second.

Qu Ting patted her chest in fear, and then walked out after calming down.

When she came out, Qi Yan had already washed up and put on a casual suit, which made Qu Ting look surprised. If she remembered correctly, he didn't seem to be wearing this yesterday?

Qi Yan saw her doubts, "This was delivered this morning. The smell of yesterday's clothes was too strong. You will know if I go to the laboratory later."

Qu Ting nodded, "You sit here for a while, I'm going to wash up first."

While Qu Ting was washing up, the cell phone in the room was vibrating, but no one noticed.

Quan Youcan called Qi Yan several times but was not answered, "Are you still awake?"

As he said this, he glanced at the time. It was already past nine o'clock. According to Qu Ting's schedule, she had already woken up. Could something have happened?

Quan Youcan, who felt something was not right, came to the door of Qu Ting's house. He rummaged through his pockets and found that he did not bring his keys today. He could only raise his hand and knock on the door.

Qi Yan heard the knock on the door and glanced at Qu Ting who was washing up in the bathroom. Qu Ting just stuck her head out with a toothbrush in her mouth when she heard Qi Yan's voice.

"You continue washing, I'll open the door."

Qu Ting always felt that it was a bit strange for the two of them to be like this, but she couldn't pinpoint what was so strange.

She let Qi Yan open the door and quickly finished the next action.

The moment the door was opened, Quan Youcan's muttering voice also entered Qi Yan's ears.

"I didn't remember to bring my keys today. Why didn't I answer the call I just gave you? What are you doing? Why are you here?!" Quan Youcan's face suddenly changed when he saw who it was.

Naturally, he remembered Qi Yan, the man who always treated him with malice.

"Why are you at Tingting's house?" Quan Youcan opened the door and walked in from the outside.

Qi Yan said nothing but looked at Quan Youcan with raised eyebrows. The atmosphere between the two people was very unusual.

"Who's coming?"

Qu Ting, who had just washed her face, came out of the bathroom. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Quan Youcan and Qi Yan confronting each other.

"What...are you doing?" The smile on Qu Ting's face was not a smile.

What are these two people doing with their clothes looking like they have a deep hatred?

"Tingting, who is this? Why haven't you introduced me?" Quan Youcan took out his slippers and put them on before walking to Qu Ting's side.

Qu Ting didn't seem to resist his approach and had become accustomed to it.

She handed the cup at hand to Quan Youcan and explained her relationship with Qi Yan, "This is my captain. He drank too much last night and stayed overnight with me."

"Oh? You're actually the captain?" Quan Youcan looked at Qi Yan with a mischievous look in his eyes, "The captain is actually staying at your house. Don't you know the difference between men and women?"

Hearing this, Qu Ting frowned and looked at Quan Youcan, "Brother Youcan, did you have a fight with your aunt early in the morning? Why are you so angry?"

"It's nothing." Quan Youcan shook his head and looked away from Qi Yan, "I just called you and didn't answer. I was wondering what you were doing at home, but the person who opened the door for me was actually a man. I was scared to death. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! This is my direct captain."