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Chapter 42

bedroom

After Qin Songyao finished drinking the medicine, she felt much better and simply got up. She asked Ma Li to go out, changed the sheets herself, and then slowly returned to the lounge.

The house was quiet, and after a long time, there was movement outside.

She guessed that Bo Siyan was back.

Outside, Bao Siyan finished the phone call with a gloomy look on his face. When he returned to the room, he glanced around and frowned deeper.

The sheets were changed, the quilt was folded, and there was only one pillow.

He didn't need to think about it to know that Qin Songyao had gone back to the lounge to stay.

She also folded the quilt. Did she think it was somewhere, a hotel?

Looking at the empty bed, he was so angry that his phone vibrated twice.

There were five or six messages in a row, including screenshots of bills.

——I will be responsible for cleaning the room from now on.

——Eight thousand a month, do you have any objection?

——I took a look and found that three million a month may not be enough. I suggest you add more.



There is a lot of verbosity, but the whole article can be summarized in two words - give me money!

Bao Siyan looked at the screen and took a deep breath.

He finally understood that the fake marriage certificate did not give her any legal effect, but it added a buff to her courage. She was now letting go.

He glanced around and suddenly caught a glimpse of the ointment on the bedside.

He frowned and picked it up, intending to go out and throw it to Qin Songyao, but when he reached the door, he stopped again.

The small ointment box was not big enough to fit in the palm of his hand. He snorted and threw it back into the drawer.

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Qin Songyao had been so ill and had just slept, feeling much more energetic.

I got up in the middle of the night and took out the divorce certificate and read it several times.

She was lying on the bed, thinking about which country Qin Chen should go to first after taking the college entrance examination. She also had a dream of studying abroad. When the time comes, she might get good results if she calms down.

When I think about it, I feel very good.

Just as he was thinking about it, he was about to send a message to Zhen Wenrou to ask her how she was doing in the guest room.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and a message popped up.

Bao Siyan: "There are seven bottles of wine on the bill. Why did my uncle only receive six bottles and leave one bottle?"

Qin Songyao was stunned for a moment, and then he sat up like a carp!

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early morning

When Qin Songyao walked out of the room anxiously, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. She walked on the stairs and looked down, and found a table of food, but Bao Siyan was not there.

She sat at the table and asked tentatively: "Am I the only one eating?"

Li Ma said: "Young master has something to do today and left early."

Qin Songyao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the drinking incident could be over. Then he remembered that Zhen Wenrou was still there, so he happily asked people to come down and eat together.

But Li Ma said: "Your friend left at five o'clock in the morning. I persuaded her to stay for breakfast, but she refused to listen."

Qin Songyao knew without thinking that Zhen Wenrou, a fool who usually scolded Bao Siyan more harshly than anyone else in front of her, was actually scared of Bao Siyan. She was probably afraid of meeting him in the morning, so she ran away as soon as she woke up.

She sent a message to Zhen Wenrou to confirm that she was safe and relieved.

Li Ma said: "Today is the middle of the month. According to the old rules, the brand will come to you and the young master to take measurements. Do you still cook at home in the morning and go to the company to see the young master at noon?"

Qin Songyao took a sip of porridge and sighed with satisfaction before saying, "No."

Li Ma was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you going to cook?"

"No." Qin Songyao smiled slightly, "In the future, there is no need to come to the door for tailoring."

Li Ma was dumbfounded.

Everyone in the villa knew that the day when Qin Songyao changed his clothes every month was when Qin Songyao was happiest and could openly leave Bao Siyan at home for an afternoon. Even if everyone could see that Bao Siyan was not in a good mood,

She also enjoys it.

What the hell is this today?


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