Let her be arrogant

For several days, Sheng Lanqing didn't reply to Xi Yu's WeChat messages.

Xi Yu called her persistently and asked her why, but she just said she was busy.

"Why is she so cold to me now?"

Xi Yu asked the question to Wen Yu in confusion.

Wen Yu recalled the murderous style of his boss when he faced Miss Sheng's pregnancy question. He hesitated for a moment and said tactfully.

"Miss Sheng may think you are a bit cruel when it comes to treating the fetus."

Xi Yu said nothing, staring at the laptop screen, seemingly not caring about the problem at all.

"Get rid of this document."

Wen Yu took it and went out, closing the door for him.

The room fell silent for a moment, except for the hands of the wall clock ticking.

Xi Yu pinched her eyebrows, leaned back on her chair, and dialed Sheng Lanqing's phone again stubbornly.

"I'm still busy. I'll call you back later, okay?"

Sheng Lanqing's voice was as cold as ever, but the tone of discussion was unquestionable.

Xi Yu said calmly: "You always say that you are busy recently. It's not that I don't understand you."

"But," his voice was filled with chills, "no matter how busy I am, I still have time to call you."

Sheng Lan was silent for a moment. The excuse of being busy was actually a synonym for not caring too much.

In the first few days, she was indeed a little pretentious.

But recently, Wu Xiaoyu’s group of models has become popular.

She received various invitations, big and small, and some even invited her to film.

Sheng Lanqing selectively selected some film appointments that were conducive to promoting Kun Opera, and was busy in various variety show interviews and even Kun Opera performances.

As soon as I got home, I just wanted to fall asleep.

The trouble Xi Yu brought to her seemed to be nothing.

"Sorry," she said softly, "I'll pay attention to it later."

Not even a word of explanation.

Xi Yu's face darkened, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time surged up, and he pointed it out to her coldly: "Look at your email, I have someone send you some information."

It was midnight in China, and Sheng Lanqing had just returned to the hotel, feeling increasingly dizzy.

She turned on the faucet and poured a handful of water on her face before she sobered up a little.

Then, she sat at the table, turned on the computer, opened her mailbox, and started downloading the files Xi Yu sent her.

The file was very large, and the hotel’s internet speed was not very good.

Sheng Lanqing tried her best to keep her eyes wide open and watched the downloaded percentage bar advance at a snail's pace. She couldn't help it any longer, so she said coquettishly.

"Xi Yu, I'm so tired. Let's see tomorrow, okay?"

Xi Yu sneered: "No!"

Heavy sleepiness came over her violently, and she didn't intend to resist. She quickly fell down at the table and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

The cell phone's battery level alarm beeped, which was extremely loud in the quiet room.

Sheng Lanqing woke up with a start, saw that the call on the phone screen was still going on, and hurriedly took the charger and plugged it in.

"Xi Yu."

She tentatively called out, "Are you still there?"

"Well, I'm here."

Xi Yu's voice became much gentler, she paused for a moment, and continued: "Even if I leave, as long as you are willing to coax me, I will come back."

Sheng Lanqing couldn't care less about the meaning of his words. She looked up and saw that the file on the computer screen was downloaded. She turned on the amplification, put the phone on the side of her elbow, and clicked the mouse.

An extremely lewd scene popped up unexpectedly, with men and women twisted together, and the white flowers were extremely disgusting. She took a breath and slowly clicked the next photo, and the next photo, and the next...

The protagonist in every photo has the same familiar face, that is Song Shiyu.

Sheng Lanqing didn't like Song Shiyu, but what Song Shiyu did made her once again disappointed with human nature and men.

Song Shiyu is free to find as many women or men as he wants.

But he kept saying that he liked her, but he did such things behind his back, which made her look down on the word "like".

Emotions nowadays seem to be very cheap.

"Sheng Qingqing, did you see it?"

Xi Yu noticed her movement and asked word by word.

"Look, such a half-hearted man is not worthy of you at all."

Sheng Lanqing was not surprised by Xi Yu's counterattack.

She didn't expect Xie Si to keep her secret. This man had always followed Xi Yu's lead.

"Xi Yu, I don't think there is any difference between me and them."

There was a fire in Sheng Lanqing's heart, and she must vent it out to hurt others and herself.

"At most, they are many-to-one, and I am one-to-one service, so I am not much more noble than them. Sometimes, I quite look down on myself."

Sheng Lanqing chuckled and continued sarcastically: "Of course, there is one difference... that is, they can get the money right away, but I can't get it either."

There was a huge banging sound from the other side of the phone, as if someone suddenly stood up and moved too much and turned the seat over.

Xi Yu's breathing became much louder.

"The money is already going through the process, and the procedures for registering the company for you will be completed soon. Don't worry, if you need the money, I will transfer it to you immediately."

Without waiting for her to react, Xi Yu hurriedly transferred the money to her.

Sheng Lanqing looked at the new message on her phone, which showed that her bank card had received 10 million, and she couldn't help but hesitated slightly.

She didn't think she loved money at first, but now half of her anger suddenly disappeared, and she suddenly realized that she was just a girl who worshiped money.

And... this at least shows that she is still a little bit important to Xi Yu.

Where a man's money is, there is his heart.

"Okay, I'll forgive you this time."

Sheng Lanqing's tone became much softer, sleepiness came back to her, and she no longer wanted to quarrel with him.

Anyway, she didn't really want to have anything with him, so she shouldn't ask him to be sincere to her.

"Besides, I really don't want kids."

Xi Yu said seriously: "It's enough for the two of us. I don't want anyone to divide your attention on me."

"Yeah."

Sheng Lanqing yawned, tears welling up in her eyes, and walked to the bed, lazily perfunctory.

She agreed so quickly that Xi Yu was a little unsure.

Sheng Lanqing is very difficult to coax. Once she decides on something, it is difficult to change her mind.

Unless she doesn't care at all...

"Sheng Qingqing," Xi Yu asked tentatively, "Don't you like me?"

Sheng Lanqing fell on the bed, not wanting to move at all, she was extremely tired.

She closed her eyes and replied softly: "I like you, I like you very much, don't think too much about it."

"Are you trying to mess with me?"

Xi Yu asked more vigorously.

"Well, a little bit," Sheng Lanqing pulled up the quilt to cover herself, "Xi Yu, do we need to be so serious between us?"