No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Chapter 23 Why Don't You Like Me

Qiao Mengyu took a peek at Shao Rongqian, and saw that he had no intention of chasing her away, so she sat down cautiously.

But he still kept his head down and dared not speak, for fear of making Shao Rongqian angry.

"Ninny, what grade are you in now?" Song Wensheng chatted very familiarly.

Looking at Qiao Mengyu, he should be a junior high school student.

"I graduated." Qiao Mengyu answered with her head down, her voice soft and waxy.

Song Wensheng was talking, poured a cup of tea for Qiao Mengyu, and put it in front of her thoughtfully: "Have you graduated from middle school? Are you planning to come to Hong Kong to study in university?"

Qiao Mengyu: "..."

Isn't her dress a little pretentious today...

"I'm working." Qiao Mengyu replied.

"Work directly without going to university? Which company dares to recruit child labor!" Song Wensheng laughed.

Qiao Mengyu explained: "I have graduated from university, and I am an adult."

"You graduated from college?!" Song Wensheng's expression was disbelieving, as if he suddenly became interested, "How old are you this year?"

"Nineteen." Qiao Mengyu replied.

"Graduating from university at the age of 19?!" Song Wensheng was even more surprised.

"Skip a grade." Qiao Mengyu replied.

She has good academic performance and skipped grades in elementary and middle schools. If Qiao Xinghai didn't think she was too small and was afraid that she would be bullied by her classmates, she would have skipped two more grades.

"Oh, that's amazing. She has already graduated from university at the age of 19, and my sister has a bright future!" Song Wensheng changed her address instantly, and then looked at Shao Rongqian, "Brother Qian, our niece is so outstanding!"

Shao Rongqian lowered his eyes, exhaled a smoke ring before raising his eyes, looking at the child with a slightly cold gaze: "Why did you run away from home?"

The voice was low and deep, with the tone of the elders criticizing the younger ones.

Qiao Mengyu lowered her head even lower, and her voice was tinged with grievance: "They forced me to marry Fu Yanci..."

"Marry Brother Ci?!" Song Wensheng exclaimed first, a little agitated.

"The power of the Fu family is no worse than that of the Shao family." Shao Rongqian pointedly pointed out.

If a child only wants to be a wealthy wife, the Fu family is a better choice than the Shao family.

"So what." Qiao Mengyu said sullenly, her tone seemed a little dissatisfied.

Song Wensheng frowned slightly: "Sister, you don't think you dislike Brother Ci's legs..."

"Mr. Fu is a very nice person." Qiao Mengyu looked up and explained with a serious expression, "Even if Mr. Fu can walk, I will not marry him."

"Why?" Song Wensheng was puzzled.

He felt that Fu Yanci was gentle and elegant, and should be the image of Prince Charming in most girls' minds.

Qiao Mengyu subconsciously looked at Shao Rongqian, her eyes were aggrieved, her little white teeth unconsciously bit her lower lip, her eyes were so soft that she wanted to melt people.

Shao Rongqian couldn't stand her pity, so he simply turned his face away from her, only smoking cigarettes randomly, letting the white smoke linger between the two of them.

On the other side, Song Wensheng sensed a special smell sensitively, and the corners of his lips curled up clearly: "I just said, when did Brother Qian have relatives in mainland China? It turns out that this relative is not that relative."

After finishing speaking, Song Wensheng approached Qiao Mengyu like a curious baby again: "Don't like him, the iron tree that hasn't bloomed for a thousand years, you might as well think about me!"

"I won't marry unless Shao Rongqian." Qiao Mengyu withdrew her gaze and said with a sullen voice, her tone unusually firm.

Song Wensheng looked at Shao Rongqian's reaction again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider. If there was a woman who dared to be so inconsiderate in front of him before this change, she would have been thrown out long ago.

This younger sister can still sit here safely, it can be seen that it is unusual in his heart.

Song Wensheng's big smile was somewhat gloating. He took away the teacup in front of Qiao Mengyu and replaced it with a glass of white wine: "Adults should drink this!"

"Come on, little sister, I respect you." Song Wensheng was talking, his wine glass had already touched Qiao Mengyu's wine glass, and then he did it first as a respect.

Qiao Mengyu stared at the baijiu in the glass. She has a certain capacity for alcohol, but she rarely drinks this kind of high-strength baijiu. The key point is that she doesn't understand the rules of the port area. If she doesn't drink this glass of wine, it will be disrespectful.

"What kind of wine do you guys drink?" The low and deep voice was as intoxicating as the spirits in front of him.

Qiao Mengyu frowned, looked dissatisfied at the man beside him, and emphasized again: "I'm not a child, I'm an adult!"

Why does Shao Rongqian always call her a child just to reject her?
"That's right, of course adults have to drink!" Song Wensheng looked optimistic.

Qiao Mengyu was also on fire, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it in one go.

She drank too fast, the spicy liquid slid down her throat, and she coughed violently due to choking.

Caressing his chest with his tender little hands, he coughed until tears fell down, and even the backpack on his shoulders slipped off.

Shao Rongqian glanced at her, his expression turned cold again, but his bony fingers still pinched the teacup in front of him, and placed it in front of the child.

Qiao Mengyu couldn't care less, so she hurriedly grabbed the teacup and drank a few sips, only then did she feel less uncomfortable.

On the side, Song Wensheng smiled ambiguously, 'kindly' reminded: "Brother Qian, that's your cup."

Shao Rongqian glanced over, Song Wensheng immediately made a movement of zipping his mouth, and then continued to lean on the chair to watch the show.

"Let Xi Yu take you to the airport." Shao Rongqian directly ordered the eviction.

Song Wensheng on the opposite side was a clever one, and seeing this posture, he knew that Shao Rongqian was probably going to lose his temper, so he hurriedly wiped his feet with oil.

In such a huge restaurant, only Qiao Mengyu and Shao Rongqian were left.

Qiao Mengyu lowered her eyes and sat next to Shao Rongqian, her small head only reached his shoulder. She pulled the backpack behind her and hugged her whole body in her arms, like a poor little abandoned man. He kept his head down and didn't speak.

"Didn't hear me?" Shao Rongqian's hoarse voice became colder again.

"I'm not going back!" Qiao Mengyu said out of breath.

"It's up to you." Shao Rongqian was about to stand up while speaking.

Qiao Mengyu didn't know where her courage came from. She tightly hugged Shao Rongqian's arm with her thin white arms, and the backpack in her arms slid down to the ground. She didn't move, but still kept her head down.

"Shao Rongqian, I don't want to marry someone else." The soft voice was crying.

"Don't think about me." Shao Rongqian said lightly, sitting still, letting the child hug him.

"Why don't you like me? All the men in Beijing like me." Qiao Mengyu said sullenly, trying not to cry out.

"Childish." Shao Rongqian snorted coldly, and opened the child's hand inch by inch with his knuckle fingers, "You are too young, stop pestering me."

After finishing speaking, Shao Rongqian got up and walked towards the door.

The words are so terrific, the children should give up.

Shao Rongqian's eyes were dim, and he only took two steps when his soft little hands suddenly wrapped around his waist, ten light-white fingers intertwined, so hard that the veins on the back of his hands appeared.

The waistline is slightly cool, and the satin shirt seems to be wet.

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