In Situ Qing's cafe, he watched the movements of the plainclothes policemen not far away and drank coffee lightly.
Last time, Tong Yan changed places after contacting Qiao Simu. After a little effort, she finally locked her location again.
Situ Qing did not hesitate and immediately informed the police department of her location.
That breast was very important to Qiao Simu, but instead of being passively manipulated by her, it would be better to arrest the person directly.
While waiting for Tong Yan to be arrested and brought to justice, Situ Qing's phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Situ Qing smiled a little and answered the call in a good mood, "What's wrong? Miss me?"
Li Yutong snorted, "Who missed you? You promised me to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I was just thinking about when I could eat it."
The smile on Situ Qing's lips deepened, "So you only care about the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and don't care about me at all?"
Hearing that he was still in such a good mood and teasing her, Li Yutong knew that nothing was wrong with him, and Li Yutong felt relieved.
"Humph, otherwise what do you think? You are angry with me all day long. Who cares about you? Hurry up, when can I let me eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Li Yutong urged.
Situ Qing looked at the situation in front of him, smiled softly and said, "It should be soon."
"That's pretty much it." Li Yutong finally spared him.
The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
Situ Qing picked up the cup in his hand and took another sip of coffee.
It was obviously the same cup of black coffee, but he felt it was inexplicably sweet.
Delicious!
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On the other side, Mr. Fu was so noisy that he returned to Fu's house with his face red and angry.
"Why are you so angry? If your anger destroys your body, you will have to be punished by Miss Qiao, and Miss Qiao will have to put all kinds of bitter medicine into your medicine." The housekeeper said helplessly.
Mr. Fu quickly rubbed his face and took deep breaths to calm himself down, "Do I look okay like this?"
The housekeeper was dumbfounded by Mr. Fu's operation, "It's better."
After taking a look at the house, Mr. Fu asked, "Isn't Ah Chen back yet?"
The servant said: "The young master hasn't come back yet. He left a phone number at home and said he would work overtime at the company."
"At least I know how to call home." Mr. Fu hummed.
Then he was dissatisfied, "I have to work overtime every day. If I have that time, I might as well quickly think about how to coax Mumu to get married earlier than the others in the Shen family!"
Thinking of someone named Shen gave him a toothache.
"Go and give him a midnight snack, just porridge and shrimp dumplings." Mr. Fu ordered.
Give Mumu something to eat, this guy should understand what he means, right?
"If you feel sorry for the young master, instead of giving him a midnight snack, why don't you persuade him to stop being so tired and come back earlier to rest?" the housekeeper advised.
Mr. Fu shook his head and said, "There's nothing I can say about this. However, there is someone in this kid's heart now. I think he will pay attention to it himself."
"When you ask the kitchen to prepare, also prepare one for me." Mr. Fu added.
The butler said: "Is it so late?"
Mr. Fu waved his hand and said: "It's not too late, just go and get ready. I'm hungry. Do you want me to go to bed hungry?"
"You didn't have enough to eat tonight?"
"I'm so angry with that boy named Shen, how can I eat anything?"
When he thought of what Mr. Shen said, he was so angry that his tooth ached.
Similarly, the situation at Mr. Shen's side was not much better. He also complained that he had a toothache and asked the family doctor to come quickly.
That old boy named Fu really can't stand any loss. He can make people mad by opening and closing his mouth!
The more times you meet him, the shorter your life will be!
The family doctor examined Mr. Shen and confirmed that his toothache was only caused by a temporary anger and there were no other problems.
Mr. Shen felt a little better after taking the medicine. Looking at the empty home, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Why hasn't the third child come back yet? Don't you know where to go home so late?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice at the door.
The housekeeper came and said: "The third young master is back, but..."
"Just what?" After Mr. Shen finished asking, he smelled a very pungent and mixed fragrance in the air. He couldn't help but wrinkled his nose and his eyebrows knitted together.
I looked at the door and saw that Shen Qingfeng was back, but he was surrounded by a group of women.
Mr. Shen's anger, which he had finally suppressed, suddenly bubbled up again, "Get out of here!"
"Who are you?" A woman holding Shen Qingfeng's arm and wearing sexy clothing asked disdainfully.
She belongs to Mr. Feng, how dare an old man drive her away?
"Butler, kick them all out!" Mr. Shen was so angry that he was shaking all over.
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful-looking woman turned around and left without saying a word. She looked like she had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.
Shen Qingfeng subconsciously turned around to look at her and took a step toward where she left. He subconsciously wanted to stop her. However, after he took a step forward, he could no longer take another step. He could only watch her and the group of women. Being kicked out.
Seeing Shen Qingfeng's appearance, Mr. Shen became even more angry. He raised his hand and greeted him directly.
"I thought you finally knew how to calm down for a while, but I didn't expect you are still so ignorant and ignorant!"
While being beaten, Shen Qingfeng tried hard to avoid Mr. Shen's clutches, "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Grandpa, please be gentle!"
"Please be gentle? I'd better beat you to death! Out of sight is out of mind!!" Mr. Shen snorted.
I was very angry with the guy named Fu today, and I was angry with this guy again when I came back.
"Smell the messy smell on your body, and you won't be afraid of being poisoned!"
"I'm going to go upstairs and take a shower! I promise to smoke you again!" Shen Qingfeng said quickly.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, just stand still!"
Shen Qingfeng could only stand there obediently, with his head slightly lowered, waiting for Mr. Shen's lecture.
"How is the situation handled by your company?" Mr. Shen changed the subject.
Shen Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's not bad."
Mr. Shen hummed again: "Is it okay? Don't think that I don't know what you have been busy with these two days. Tell me, you have been doing this for so many years, but you can still make this kind of mistake! Let me tell you, Mumu can do better than you!"
Shen Qingfeng touched his nose, but did not refute: "Anyway, the company will benefit in the end, so that's fine."
Shen Qingyue, who happened to be at the corner of the stairs, listened to the two people talking, a flash of unwillingness and disbelief quickly flashed in her eyes.
Unwilling to accept that Mr. Shen thought that idiot Qiao Simu was good at everything, he couldn't believe that Shen Qingfeng didn't refute, but followed the old man's words and admitted that Qiao Simu was good.