Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Shen Que picked up the orange on the table and peeled it open to eat as if nothing had happened.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Qian's blood pressure rose rapidly. In an instant, Mr. Qian came in from the outside on crutches, followed by an assistant.

"Is Xiaorui back? I just have something to ask."

Seeing Shen Que on the sofa, Mr. Qian stopped abruptly.

"When Xiaorui comes back, you have something to do, so you can't let her rest." Mrs. Qian complained, but she still asked the servant to call Qian Rui.

Mr. Qian's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he quickly walked a few steps to the sofa: "He is indeed here too."

Shen Que sat on the sofa, nodded slightly, and did not answer.

Mr. Qian didn't care. He noticed that there was a look in her eyes, and he was slightly excited: "Are your eyes healed?"

"All right."

After saying that, Mr. Qian asked again where he had been this month, and Shen Que always answered with unimportant answers.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Mr. Qian didn't bother to ask again.

At this time Qian Rui came from a distance, his eyes full of worries. After approaching, he calmed down and smiled sweetly: "Dad, are you looking for me?"

Seeing her, Mr. Qian's expression changed slightly, and his tone could not be heard as he said calmly: "Xiaorui, has something happened to the Wen family recently?"

Qian Rui's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the Wen family's trivial troubles have already caused a big fuss?

"Something happened? No, nothing happened."

Mr. Qian frowned, obviously not believing the answer: "If nothing happened, why did Xiao Wang say that Wen Qingfan was borrowing money from usury?

He also borrowed from several companies in a row, one time for 30 million. "

Except for Shen Que, everyone present had a look of astonishment.

"What? Borrow usury?" Mrs. Qian's pupils were slightly wide, and surprise flashed across her eyes: "How could Qingfan borrow usury?

Old man, don't talk nonsense. "

Mr. Qian looked helpless: "Xiao Wang saw Wen Qingfan enter a loan company today and asked about loan sharking.

And there are more than one. If there is no evidence, would I say it? "

After speaking, he looked at Qian Rui: "Xiao Rui, tell me, has something happened to the Wen family again?

When you come back this time, do you want to borrow money from the Wen family again? "

Qian Rui waved her hands hurriedly, with serious eyes and a determined tone: "No, I'm just looking for something when I come back this time.

I don't know anything about Wen Qingfan borrowing money, let alone coming back to borrow money. Dad, you believe me. "

It would be nice not to take money from the Wen family, but how stupid she is to take money from her natal family.

Mr. Qian pursed his lips into a straight line and stared at Qian Rui with indescribable emotions: "Xiao Rui, it's not that the Qian family doesn't want to borrow money from the Wen family.

Over the years, the Qian family has given away a lot of money for your sake, and they haven’t even mentioned a cent of it back.

But every time, I see only you and no one from the Wen family. Since Wen Qingfan is the one borrowing money, let him do it by himself. Don't make excuses every time and say you are busy.

You are not a young person who only entered society in your twenties. You should understand this. "

After saying that, he reached out and took a bank card from the assistant's hand and handed it over: "Here are 20 million, take it for emergencies first. I won't give it to Wen Qingfan next time if I don't see him."

Qian Rui had heard this kind of words countless times, but every time it went in through one ear and out through the other, and he didn't take it seriously.

Every time Mr. Qian finished speaking, he would give her a card and ask her to take it.

Qian Rui stared at Naka, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Mr. Qian was stunned and looked at his wife helplessly.

Mrs. Qian quickly stood up and walked over: "What's wrong? Why are you crying? If there are any difficulties, we can solve them together."

Your dad is just talking, don't take it seriously, just take it. "

Qian Rui lowered his head and shook his head: "Mom and Dad, I'm really not here to borrow money this time. If someone from the Wen family comes to ask you to borrow money,

Just pretend you didn't hear it and don't worry about it. "

"What? Are you having a conflict with Qing Fan?" Mrs. Qian looked worried.

Qian Rui shook her head: "No, Mom and Dad, I have something else to do, so I'll leave now. I'll come back to see you next time." She covered up the urge to cry, picked up the bag on the sofa and left.

Seeing this, Shen Que slowly stood up and followed her. At the end, Mr. Qian called her to stop.

"Indeed, tell grandpa if something happened to your parents?"

Shen Que blinked his clear and harmless eyes: "I don't know, but there should be nothing wrong with listening to her."

After saying this, before they could ask about the deeper meaning, Shen Que quickly followed Qian Rui.

Mrs. Qian looked at the two people walking away, feeling inexplicably uneasy: "Old man, why do I feel that something is not right?"

Mr. Qian still held the bank card in his hand and sighed deeply: "That's it. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. We can't control that much."

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Shen indeed did not go home with Qian Rui, but made some excuse and took a taxi to Lanxi Consortium.

She specially put on makeup today, and Shen Que had to see Jiang Jingchen today.

She walked into the building with cheerful steps. People coming in and out of the office around her, no one noticed her, a stranger, they were all busy with their own things.

The front desk noticed that she was not wearing a work badge and called out to her in a polite manner: "Miss, who are you looking for?"

Shen Que walked over, smiled at her, and explained his purpose: "I'm looking for Fourth Master Jiang. Is he there?"

When the front desk heard this, he was slightly surprised: "Do you have an appointment?"

Shen Que shook his head, he didn't tell Jiang Jingchen, he wanted to give it a surprise.

"I'm sorry, you can't go in without a reservation. What's your relationship with Fourth Master?

You can give him a call yourself. "We often see people at the front desk who want to see Jiang Jingchen, both men and women.

They were simply attracted by Jiang Jingchen's appearance. As long as they had been in contact with him, they would never do it again.

The receptionist looked Shen Que up and down. He looked bright, beautiful and elegant. He wore a brown windbreaker with a white shirt underneath, and a plaid pleated skirt of the same color as the windbreaker.

Her slender legs were clad in piles of white socks and a pair of low-top Martin boots. She looked no more than twenty.

It must be another little girl who was deceived by Jiang Jingchen's appearance, and felt worthless for her in her heart.

Shen did not know what she was thinking, but there was no surprise in calling Jiang Jingchen, so he thought about it.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the gate behind him. Shen Zhe turned around without knowing why and looked at the man in the wheelchair. The smile on his lips dropped and his eyes narrowed slightly.

When the front desk saw the person coming, he pressed the call button, covered his mouth and said hurriedly: "Assistant Su Te, Miss Qingque is here."

After speaking, he crossed the table and came to Qingque: "Miss Qingque."

Qingque wore a long cyan dress, a white plush shawl, and a thin blanket on her legs. Her skin, which had not been exposed to the sun for almost two months, was so white that it glowed.

Her originally pretty face had become skinny and skinny, and no matter how thick of blush she applied, she couldn't hide her bloodless face.

"Is Fourth Master here?" Although she was rescued from the fire that day, the smoke was sucked into her throat and her vocal cords were damaged.

When you speak now, it's like a dead tree that has been dry for three years, harsh and harsh, and extremely unpleasant to hear.

The receptionist looked a little at a loss: "The president is in a meeting."

"Then I'll go to his office and wait." He said, controlling the electric wheelchair with one hand, and walked towards Jiang Jingchen's private elevator.

Upon hearing this, the receptionist immediately reached out to stop her: "I'm sorry, the president has ordered that you can't go in."

Qingque raised his hand and slapped him with such force that even the person on the phone in the distance turned around.

Shen Que leaned on the table with one hand, with a lazy posture. When he saw this scene, his eyebrows subconsciously raised, and a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you stop me! Get away!"