It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 120 Jealous of Matcha
"Are you talking about a girlfriend again?" Father Shen glanced at Qiao Yue, then looked away again.

Shen Zheyi smiled slightly, and then looked at his father's female companion, "This one of yours is not the same person as the one before."

Not only Shen's father's complexion changed, but the woman's complexion was also unsightly.

"Also, I just met my mother."

"You—" Father Shen stretched out his finger to point at this son, taking into account that the occasion was not good for him to have a fit.

To say that Lin City's wealthy couple is the most fake pair, Shen Zheyi must have chosen his parents.

But the two of them still look like a model couple, and they don't know who to ridicule.

"Shh, don't be angry," Shen Zheyi tapped on the table and said softly, "Anyway, if others find out, you are the one who is ashamed."

After saying this, he pulled Qiao Yue straight out the door.

It has been walking for a long time, and there is no sign of stopping.

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

Walking through a street, the sky is getting dark now, the lights on the street are all lit up, and people are coming and going.

Qiao Yue stopped, and Shen Zheyi turned around bewilderedly. Seeing the girl behind him, her nose was blown red by the wind because she was walking all the way with him, she lowered her head seriously, "I'm sorry."

Qiao Yue: "Can you let go first? It hurts me."

It was only then that I realized that I had been holding on to that person's hand. Looking at that hand at this moment, it was white and delicate, and it didn't look at all like the hand of the girl in the bar who used bartending as an acrobatic.

Some broken hair fell on Shen Zheyi's forehead, blocking his gloomy eyes.

But there was a smile on his lips, "Sorry, I took advantage of you."

Not half sincere.

"let go."

"okay."

Qiao Yue glanced to the side, suddenly became interested, "Do you want to eat ice cream?"

Shen Zheyi couldn't help laughing when he thought of the icy cold feeling in his hand just now, "Is this kind of ice cream?"

Qiao Yue: "Who said you can't eat ice cream in winter, do you have any prejudice against ice cream?"

Shen Zheyi: "No, I have a prejudice against winter."

Qiao Yue: "Hehe, it's so cold."

There is a dessert shop next to it, and it looks very popular.

"What do you want to eat?" Qiao Yue looked at the menu, tilted her head and looked at him again, "For the sake of treating me to dinner tonight, I will treat you to ice cream."

Shen Zheyi smiled, and glanced at the prices on the menu, "Sister Yue is so generous, she wants to treat me to ice cream for ten yuan a cup."

Qiao Yue remembered the four-figure meal just now, and also smiled, "Don't make it, the ten yuan ice cream will be gone."

"Okay, give me a cup of original flavor." I don't know where Shen Shao's flexible character comes from.

Obviously very good at pulling in front of others.

Qiao Yue: "Go, find a seat for your sister Yue."

The tone reeks of capitalism.

Shen Zheyi: "Okay."

Five minutes later, Qiao Yue went to find Shen Zheyi with two cups of ice cream.

Shen Zheyi looked at Qiao Yue's green cup with disgust on his face, "Matcha flavored?"

Qiao Yue happened to put a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, and seeing the resistance on Shen Zheyi's face, she wondered if she was eating shi in the eyes of the other party.

"Is there something wrong with matcha?"

Shen Zheyi poked his own cup of original flavor with a spoon, and said sullenly: "I hate matcha."

"Coincidentally," Qiao Yue bit the spoon and rolled her eyes with a smile, "I love matcha."

Shen Zheyi quietly put his eyes on the cup of matcha ice cream again.

Qiao Yue: "What's wrong?"

Judging by his appearance, he really hates matcha.

"It's over," Shen Zheyi lowered his head, his voice became more muffled, "Now I not only hate matcha, but I'm also jealous of it."

(End of this chapter)