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"Is it really just like this?" Sheng Zeyuan seemed to be a little doubtful, and he tilted his head and looked at her and asked again.

Sheng Zeyuan was really a little strange today, which made Qiao Chunyan look confused.

After being questioned repeatedly by him, Qiao Chunyan couldn't help but look at him and began to size him up.

"What do you mean? It's the first time I met him. If it wasn't because of this, what else could it be like?"

When Sheng Zeyuan asked repeatedly, Qiao Chunyan thought back to Zhao Jikun's appearance.

Zhao Jikun looks pretty good, and he is not very old, about thirty years old.

He is a rich second generation and his reputation in the industry is not very good.

It is said that he is a bit of a playboy, and based on his appearance, it seems that many girls will like him.

In fact, most of those girls didn't come because of his appearance, but because of his family background.

After all, the second generation of rich people, and their own abilities, naturally many women want to curry favor with them. If nothing else, even a small breakup fee may be enough for some girls to work outside and earn money for a long time.

But Qiao Chunyan is definitely different from these girls. She can make money on her own. As long as she is willing, she can make money in minutes. She doesn't like what people like Zhao Jikun give her.

"You don't have confidence in yourself, do you? As far as your conditions are concerned, whether it is appearance or family background, you are not better than him, and your ability is much better than him. With a person like you by my side, how can I still Can you value a trash like him?" Qiao Chunyan couldn't help but smile and said this to Sheng Zeyuan.

Although it was said in a joking tone, it was still true.

Sheng Zeyuan actually knew it well, and he also knew that Qiao Chunyan could not like someone like Zhao Jikun.

But as soon as he saw that Qiao Chunyan was willing to read fortunes and tell fortunes for other men at such a close distance, he felt very uncomfortable. Although he knew that Qiao Chunyan would not be interested in others, when Zhao Jikun looked at her with that look before, he always felt uncomfortable. It felt like his eyes could stick to Qiao Chunyan.

"Okay, it's okay. We'll be home soon. I'm just showing my face to others. Are you jealous? Besides, we are just pretending to be in a relationship. It would be pointless to be really jealous."

Seeing him like this, Qiao Chunyan said these words directly.

But Sheng Zeyuan immediately retorted: "We are not pretending to be dating. You forgot what I said. I said we could try to have a real relationship, and you agreed."

"Yes, didn't you say that? It's just a try, I'm not sure yet." Qiao Chunyan looked at his unhappy look and replied with a smile.

"It's confirmed now. I think we can really date." Sheng Zeyuan replied seriously.

Qiao Chunyan didn't know what to say when she heard this. She really sounded like a domineering president. He had the final say in everything and never gave anyone a chance to refute.

"Okay, even if we are really dating, then I just looked at people and didn't do anything with them. Even if I didn't touch them, I wouldn't be worthy of your jealousy." Qiao Chunyan did not reject his offer. It sounds domineering, but I just can't accept his jealous behavior.

When Sheng Zeyuan heard what she said, he nodded slightly.

But he still said: "Although you are right, this Zhao Jikun is not a good person. His reputation outside is notoriously bad. If you didn't see the look he looked at you earlier, your eyes were about to fall out. I am your boyfriend after all, and he doesn’t care about my eyes at all.”

"Is he looking at me? Why do I feel like he saw this set of jewelry on me? I told you not to buy such expensive jewelry. It will attract attention." Qiao Chunyan looked at him. He looked unhappy, so he deliberately guided him, saying that what others were looking at was just jewelry.

However, Sheng Zeyuan was not a three-year-old child, so how could he be fooled by her words.

After hearing her words, he naturally retorted: "Don't excuse him, that's not the case. As soon as he walked in, his eyes were glued to you."

"Nonsense, you didn't even look at him when you first walked in. How could you know whether his eyes were attached to me or not?" Qiao Chunyan immediately argued.

"I didn't look at him, but I always looked at you." Sheng Zeyuan said this loudly.

Seeing him like this, it was pointless to keep arguing with him. In the end, Qiao Chunyan could only smile helplessly and nodded.

"Okay, I'll be more careful from now on. Anyway, I'll just stick to you from now on and don't let others see. That's okay." Qiao Chunyan said as she leaned directly into his arms to comfort him. Say a few words to him.

As a result, his face became much better, and he even put his arm around Qiao Chunyan's shoulders and pressed her face tightly, finally suppressing his jealousy.

The two of them quickly returned to the villa.

Qiao Chunyan was also a little hungry, so she stopped talking about the topic outside and asked the kitchen to get some food first.

In the next few days, Qiao Chunyan was as usual, checking related things during the day and still doing live broadcasts at night.

On this day, when she was sorting out information and preparing to learn more about the company, she heard voices coming from downstairs.

"Master Sheng, I really have no choice, otherwise I wouldn't bother you. My little daughter is really in critical condition."

The voice downstairs was a bit familiar. Qiao Chunyan seemed to have heard it before, but for a while she couldn't figure out where she heard it.

"Your daughter is sick, so she should see a doctor. What's the point of coming to me?" Mr. Sheng's voice followed.

Qiao Chunyan hesitated for a moment. She originally planned to go out and take a look, but she thought she was here to ask Mr. Sheng to borrow money or something, so it was probably not her turn to take care of this matter.

But the quarrel downstairs did not stop.

"No, I really want to ask you for a favor. There was a girl at your banquet that day. She looks younger than her. I want to know where did she get the medicine she got?"

The other party's tone was still quite polite, but Mr. Sheng didn't want to have a good talk with him.

"Although the last banquet was organized by our Sheng family, there were many aristocratic families and so many people. Where can I help you find that woman?" Mr. Sheng still had the same attitude, and he refused very decisively.

It wasn't that he didn't want to help, it was true. There were too many people at the time, so he just said that he really had no way to help.

What's more, it's the old man who has this temper that he has been saying all his life. It's not a good temper.