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Chapter 7 Strange Invitation

She placed the two bouquets together in a glass vase on the dining table.

Shen Yao likes to observe and observe different people and things. She often observes people around her from a third perspective.

But sometimes she couldn't understand Chen Yiqian's thoughts, for example, every time he took her home, he would fold a bouquet of cuckoos for her, but he didn't care what to do with the cuckoos in her hands.

He just does it and doesn't care too much about the outcome.

In all fairness, Shen Yao appreciates his style of handling things, but it's a pity that not everyone can learn the principle of doing everything possible and obeying the destiny.

For example, Shen Baicheng is an old man, he is too anxious, he can get immediate results in everything he wants to do, but the ending is often not satisfactory.

When Shen Yao looked up again, Chen Yiqian had already found the medicine box and put it beside her.

This time the capitalists are quite humane.

"Hurry up and take the medicine, how can you cook for me when I'm injured?" Chen Yiqian lowered his eyes and took out the trauma treatment tools from the medicine box one by one and put them away.

Shen Yao clenched her teeth, and in just one sentence, she showed her true qualities as a capitalist.

As expected of you, Chen Yiqian.

Shen Yao unbuttoned her sleeves, ready to do a simple cleaning of the wound, but a phone ring knocked the cotton ball off the ground.

Aunt Fang was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.

Shen Yao stopped the movement of her hands and pressed the phone close to her ear.

After she was kicked out by Shen Baicheng with her mother at the age of 13, she lost contact with Aunt Fang. It has been almost ten years since then, and this is the first phone call between the two.

"Aunt Fang? What can I do for you?"

"Small, miss."

An eager voice came from the other end of the phone, exactly the same as the voice in Shen Yao's memory, only a little more vicissitudes than before.

Shen Yao waited patiently for the next sentence, but suddenly there was no sound on the other end of the phone, only the sound of short breathing, occasionally mixed with soft sobbing, as if she had suffered a great fright.

"Aunt Fang, what's the matter?" Shen Yao frowned and asked.

"It's fine, I'm fine."

"Golden Jin Minghui."

Before Shen Yao could ask any more detailed questions, the phone was hung up suddenly, leaving only a busy tone in my ears.

"Jin Minghui?" Shen Yao murmured unconsciously.

Aunt Fang would definitely not call for no reason, and the tone and voice on the phone were very strange. There must be something unusual about this person named Jin Minghui.

"Jin Minghui?" Chen Yiqian, who was helping Shen Yao to bandage the wound, paused for a while, and then hit a bow in the middle of the wound, "Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"Have you heard of him? What does he do?" Shen Yao immediately became interested, pulled her elbow from Chen Yiqian's hand, stared at Chen Yiqian eagerly and asked questions.

Chen Yiqian chuckled lightly, leaned sideways on the sofa, his eyes were a little more playful: "Want to know?"

"Uh-huh!"

Shen Yao nodded frantically like a chick pecking rice, and almost put the three words "want to know" directly on her forehead.

"Well, where do we start?" Chen Yiqian deliberately avoided Shen Yao's eyes full of curiosity, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and sighed slightly.

Seeing Chen Yiqian's leisurely expression, Shen Yao couldn't help clenching her teeth. If it wasn't for the fact that he still had such a small amount of money, or because her elbows couldn't keep exerting force, she would have Just an uppercut and an intimate contact with Chen Yiqian's face.

Chen Yiqian saw Shen Yao's silently clenched fists, and knew that he should not tease people too much, so he took a step and sat opposite Shen Yao, fully showing that he attached great importance to this conversation.

"It's over, I won't bother you anymore." He cleared his throat, and searched for clues about this person carefully in his mind, "He is a little dog around Meng Gan who is not very honest."

In Chen Yiqian's impression, the man had a fat head and big ears, the flesh on both sides of his cheeks tightly locked his nose together, and his face was always shiny with oil, which was particularly obvious when illuminated by the lights on the liquor store.

However, they rarely had the opportunity to sit together, and the only few times he followed closely behind Meng Gan's dog leg, he had no sense of presence on weekdays, so Chen Yiqian lost his voice while talking, Can't think of any more details about this person.

"Is this gone?" Shen Yao's expression, which was still high just now, was visibly languid to the naked eye.

Chen Yiqian noticed the change in Shen Yao, raised his eyelids and glanced at her, his tone seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied: "Mrs. Chen, we just got married, are you so serious about inquiring about other people's news?"

"Huh? Didn't we agree to get married?"

Shen Yao's head was in a daze, and she directly asked the question in her heart.

Chen Yiqian, who was about to rely on a simple excuse to deceive the world, suddenly lost his voice, and looked at Shen Yao with subtle eyes.

With Jin Minghui's appearance, Shen Yao can't really be interested in him, right?

Chen Yiqian coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, he carefully considered his words, and said softly: "We are indeed married by agreement, but your affair should not be someone like Jin Minghui."

"Why not? What if I like that model?"

After Shen Yao put down her words, she ignored the astonishment on Chen Yiqian's face, hugged her elbows, and went back to the utility room.

Calling it the utility room is no longer accurate. The place has been cleaned up by the aunt, and the waste and old items have been removed. The aunt also thoughtfully lit the aromatherapy in the room. The whole room really looks a lot warmer.

Before Shen Yao finished reviewing her room, a message alert suddenly came from her mobile phone.

【Yaoyao, dad will treat you to a meal tomorrow. 】

The old thing is not at home, what is the sense of presence when the wife and children come here to brush up on the hot kang?

The gloom in Shen Yao's heart rose again, suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart, she swiped the information reminder from the information bar, and prepared to start the next stage of task planning.

After all, she is still a small streamer, with no power, power or company, and many things need her to personally check and adjust the direction of development.

Now that she is married to Chen Yiqian, will her development direction change in the future?Whether to return to the previous position and continue to be a talent anchor, or continue to cook in the kitchen as now.

Just as Shen Yao was thinking seriously with the pen in her hand, Shen Baicheng's message popped up again, interrupting Shen Yao's thoughts.

Before Shen Yao lost her temper, she noticed something was wrong.

Shen Baicheng is an old guy who cares about face. After sending her a message once, if she didn't reply in time, Shen Baicheng would never have another post. Why did he put down his body uncharacteristically today and take the initiative to send messages non-stop?
Shen Yao clicked on the hidden message, and there was another message asking her to rush to the appointment, and two notifications were sent back and forth, for fear that she would not be there.

what happened?

Shen Yao rubbed her fingertips unconsciously, unraveling the messy messages in her mind little by little.

Jin Minghui.

Suddenly, this name entered Shen Yao's mind again, and Aunt Fang's faltering and inaudible voice was connected with the dinner of Shen Baicheng's group at this moment.

Shen Yao clicked on a certain degree, and entered Jin Minghui's entry in the search box.

#惊问，The Prime Minister of the well-known wood industry group Jin Minghui brought two women into the hotel and did not return overnight

#No one can last forever, but Jin Minghui's girlfriend can!
6. To a certain extent, Jin Minghui is still very dedicated, not because he doesn't want it.

(End of this chapter)