No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Qiao Mengyu didn't know whether she was angry or wronged, but seeing Shao Rongqian chasing after her, she wanted to cry inexplicably.

But think about the Miss Lin who was a perfect match for him. She held back her tears, straightened her spine, and looked at him with her chin up.

"You wronged me for leaking your game, it's just that the beast is worse!"

She didn't mention Miss Lin's matter, but only mentioned the game. Although she was chasing after her, the girl's self-esteem was still there.

Some things can be brazen, and some things are very thin-skinned.

"You sent the new game to Zhou Chao." Shao Rongqian said casually, without using interrogative sentences. After finishing speaking, he only took a shallow puff of the cigarette and exhaled a white smoke ring.

Zhou Chao said that when he checked, he guessed that it was his child's handwriting, and he could clear the level in 5 minutes, so there might be no second person.

"It's just a little trick." Qiao Mengyu looked away arrogantly, not looking at Shao Rongqian.

She just wanted to tell him that if she wanted to make a game, she didn't need to steal from him at all, she could surpass him by a hundred times easily.

"I didn't expect my kid to be so good?" Shao Rongqian's hoarse voice was filled with a smile, and he flicked the cigarette ash on the floor in the corner with his downcast eyes.

Later, someone will come to clean up.

"Who is your kid!" Qiao Mengyu retorted subconsciously, then turned back and glared at Shao Rongqian viciously.

"Is...isn't it my family, or, isn't it a child?" Shao Rongqian raised his hand to flick the cigarette ash, and took another shallow puff, the flame of the cigarette butt flickered.

He still stood where he was, with no intention of moving forward, he wanted to wait for the awkward kid to come over by himself.

"Not at all!" Qiao Mengyu was really annoyed, and ran towards the stairs with a cold snort.

Unable to stand still, Shao Rongqian strode forward, grabbed the child's slender wrist, and pulled him into his arms with light force.

He still held the cigarette in his right hand, and with only his left arm, he held the little man firmly in his arms.

"Apologize to you about the game." The deep and hoarse voice was blurred with imperceptible pampering, and he threw the cigarette between his fingers in the corner, and hugged the child's back with his right hand.

This is Shao Rongqian's first apology to someone in history.

But the kid in his arms didn't seem to appreciate it. He struggled to push his chest, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want your apology...you let me go..."

In the end, her voice was already hoarse and her little shoulders were trembling uncontrollably. It was obvious that the kid had dropped a golden bean again, and she was still very sad.

"Don't cry, it's all my fault." Shao Rongqian sighed softly, patted her back with one hand, and gently rubbed her hair with the palm of the other.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let Xi Yu make that phone call. I didn't doubt her at first, but just followed the normal procedure.

"It's your fault!" Qiao Mengyu said in a nasal voice, but she wasn't talking about the game, she was thinking about Miss Lin.

Lying on the generous and warm chest, with the familiar ambergris in his breath, Qiao Mengyu seldom cried with real emotion. His tears wet the front of a large suit, and even the shirt inside was wet.

She was thinking, if Shao Rongqian got engaged to that Miss Lin, would she not be able to get the ambergris beads to save her father?

"Okay, I didn't bring spare clothes today, so don't cry." Shao Rongqian rarely softened his voice, and still gently patted her back with his generous hands to comfort her.

Qiao Mengyu heard this, as if deliberately trying to oppose him, she cried louder. The golden beans rolled into the fabric of his black suit one by one, and a large area of ​​her chest was wet.

Shao Rongqian was helpless, the tip of his tongue touched the lower palate, and he could only continue to comfort him.

"The first time I saw you, I deliberately poured red wine all over my body, and now I'm covered in snot and tears, so it's even, okay?"

The child ignored him and continued to cry sadly, as if he was playing tricks and refused to admit that he deliberately poured red wine on him.

Really helpless, I can only continue to coax: "Okay, stop crying, it's all my fault."

The hoarse voice seemed to disappear in the air. After a while, the child in his arms was tired from crying, so he gently pushed his chest. He let go a little, and saw the child with his little face up, Looking at him with red eyes.

"The birthday party is over, are you going back to the port area?" The voice was soft and hoarse.

"Go to Florida." Shao Rongqian said.

Qiao Mengyu pouted Fen Ying's lips, with a small expression of grievance on her face, and was still choking with sobs: "I want to go with you, can I?"

At this time, how could he have the heart to say no, even though he was working in the past, even though he was very busy and had no time to accompany her, he still couldn't bear to say 'no'.

"It might be boring." Shao Rongqian reminded.

The kid's eyes were full of tears again, Jindouzi dropped it as soon as he said it, and he immediately changed his words: "I will go to your house to pick you up early in the morning the day after tomorrow."

The tears stopped in a second, but the small expression was still aggrieved, and she was still obviously unhappy after achieving her goal.

"Mr. Fu said he would take me to play in Qincheng." There was accusation in his soft voice, as if he was blaming Shao Rongqian for not helping her just now.

A smile flickered across Shao Rongqian's eyes, his knuckle fingers brushed his white and tender cheeks, and wiped off the golden beans: "He's teasing you, don't take it seriously."

"Ah?" Qiao Mengyu didn't understand what he meant.

She felt that Fu Yanci didn't seem like a joking person, not to mention, they were not familiar with them, so why teasing her.

The kid didn't know, but Shao Rongqian was very clear. He was not teasing the kid, but teasing him. He knew that he cared about the kid, so he told him on purpose.

The older you get, the less serious you get.

"Let Xi Yu take you back later, today's occasion is not suitable for you." Shao Rongqian said again.

Qiao Mengyu flattened her mouth: "What about you?"

"I'm going to wait until the birthday banquet is over," Shao Rongqian said.

"Where are you going after the end?" Qiao Mengyu asked again.

"China Central Place International." Shao Rongqian said.

Qiao Mengyu flattened her mouth and looked at him eagerly.

"Want to go to my place?" Shao Rongqian guessed what she was thinking.

Originally, he wanted to, but when he asked, Qiao Mengyu immediately shook his head, turned his face away stiffly: "I'm not going!"

"Then go home obediently, and I'll help you with the rest." Shao Rongqian said while pampering her hair, and then let go of the little man in his arms.

……

Two hours later, Qiao Mengyu returned to his villa in the suburbs.

Nestled on the sofa, holding a soft big chinchilla in her arms, with a sullen expression on her face, she was still thinking about that Miss Lin.

The mistress of the Shao family even threatened that Shao Rongqian was going to be engaged to that Miss Lin, it must be groundless, no wonder Shao Rongqian always let her give up, and what he said that he despises her is a lie!
However, during these days in the port area, Shao Rongqian either went to the company or returned to his residence, and he didn't seem to see any Miss Lin.

I really want to ask clearly...

Looking at the time, the birthday banquet should be over, gritted his teeth, and dialed Xi Yu's number.

The call was connected quickly, and she hurriedly said, "Xi Yu, is Shao Rongqian with you?"

"It's me." The voice was low and deep, as if drunk.

"Wait a moment first." Shao Rongqian said simply, and the phone was hung up.

She was frowning delicately, not knowing why, the phone rang again, an unfamiliar number.

She swiped to answer, and before she could speak, a hoarse voice came over: "Call me this number later."