Chapter 145 I Miss You

"Exam full score?"

As soon as the connection was made, Song Yizheng asked a question, obviously remembering that someone had sworn that he would pass with full marks.

Qin Anhao listened, blushed, and opened his mouth to say yes, but Song Yizheng said again: "80 points, you did take the test yourself." On his side, it seemed that he had seen Qin Anhao's report card.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yizheng couldn't help laughing.

Hearing that Song Yizheng seemed to be smiling, Qin Anhao felt his scalp tingling, gritted his teeth lightly, and said angrily, "That's enough for you, take the driver's license test, how many times have you laughed?"

Hearing what Qin Anhao said, Song Yizheng suppressed his smile, remembering that she was holding the steering wheel tightly as if she was facing an enemy, she was in a happy mood, and finally said seriously: "You live in Nanhai District these few days, I'm not here, you are alone People are not safe, well, I still have something to do, goodbye."

After the words fell, Song Yizheng hung up the phone.

Qin Anhao was about to refuse, but before he could say anything, there was the sound of the line being cut off.

Put away the phone, turned to look at Zuoqiu Feng, and asked, "You and Song Yizheng are in collusion, right?"

As soon as she arrived here, Song Yizheng let her live here.

"what?"

Zuo Qiufeng drank the porridge, and echoed indistinctly, apparently not understanding; it's just that the porridge was a bit bitter, and his expression after drinking the porridge was not very good-looking.

It seemed that Zuo Qiufeng didn't know, so Qin Anhao didn't ask any more questions, and only asked him to make something to eat.

Zuoqiu Feng ate so deliciously that she was also hungry.

After eating, Zuo Qiufeng went back, and when he left, he said that he would bring the puppy to see her tomorrow, and then said that the bitter gourd porridge was good, and it was so bitter.

Qin Anhao told him to leave quickly, but after Zuoqiu Feng left, although there were quite a lot of people in the villa, Qin Anhao couldn't talk to these people, and there was an invisible and subtle sense of hierarchy.

I went upstairs and entered the room according to my memory. I was about to find a place to take a nap when the door was suddenly opened, and a young and beautiful woman came in. After looking around, I made sure that no one was there before closing the door.

"Ma'am, I saw you for a few days, and I thought you wouldn't come." The woman said, and she had already walked up to Qin Anhao, with a jar of dried longan in her hand, and handed it to Qin Anhao.

Qin Anhao hesitated to take it, looked at the woman in front of him, but had no impression.

The woman said again: "This is a special product sent to me by my relatives. Thank you, Ma'am, for speaking with me last time." Having said that, the woman seemed to realize that Qin Anhao didn't recognize her, so she hesitated for a while and put it away. After the hair was torn and messed up, he asked, "Madam, do you remember me?"

Seeing this, Qin Anhao remembered that she was a girl who was a little nervous that day and was abandoned by her boyfriend, but she was obviously refreshed today.

"remember."

Recognizing it, Qin Anhao nodded, expressing that he did remember.

Seeing that Qin Anhao remembered her, the woman didn't hold back, turned around and sat down in front of the dressing table, tidied her messy hair before standing up, looked at Qin Anhao and continued: "I also have problems working here with Mr. Song." In five or six years, I have never seen other expressions on Mr. Song's face before, madam, are you an expert in feelings?"

Speaking of which, the woman stared at Qin Anhao and came to ask for advice.

And Qin Anhao was a little confused when she asked her such a question.

Shaking his head said no.

If she is a relationship expert, she will not have failed feelings.

But Qin Anhao shook his head, but the woman didn't care. Instead, she smiled and reached out to pull Qin Anhao to sit down, and said: "I like Alisa, Madam, can you give him a vacation tomorrow so that I can ask him out."

Alisa?
housekeeper?

It's very handsome.

From another perspective, Qin Anhao has the urge to make a date.

Thinking of seeing this woman last time, Qin Anhao was silent for a while, then nodded affirmatively, agreeing.

Before, she felt that there was a kind of differentiation, but now she will find that as long as she wants to, she can get close to others.

It's just that what Qin An didn't expect was that she gave Alisa a vacation, and there were more than one people who wanted to ask Alisa out.

Early the next morning.

Before she got up, she heard the noisy voices of a group of women, chattering; she put on her clothes and went out, only to realize that the French housekeeper was almost captured.

He didn't agree to anyone's invitation, he just wanted to go out, but everyone wanted to accompany him.

Seeing this situation, Qin An couldn't help but watch from the sidelines. He was also handsome, but there was a big difference between people. For example, Song Yizheng, no matter how handsome he was, no one would approach him as close as he did to the housekeeper.

at this time.

The middle-aged servant who was still working came over with Qin Anhao's mobile phone, saying that it was the call from the husband.

Qin An took a good look, connected, and before Song Yizheng could speak, he said, "Your housekeeper is really charming." This kind of handsome professional housekeeper has professional charm in itself.

As soon as the call was connected, Song Yizheng heard that Qin An was praising others, his handsome brows were slightly frowned, he was silent for a while, and hung up the phone directly.

Qin Anhao was still waiting for Song Yizheng to speak, but the phone hung up suddenly, feeling slightly stagnant, put down the phone, and confirmed again.

See really hang up.

Then call back.

Connect again.

"What are you doing hanging up?"

Qin An asked angrily.

Song Yizheng was silent for a while before replying: "What do you think of me?"

The tone of the speech is calm and natural, and there is no emotion, but the content of the speech is very unusual.

Qin Anhao was startled for a moment, then grinned, turned around and walked back to the house without looking at the surrounded butlers, and said after a while: "You act arbitrarily and domineeringly."

Not warm enough, a bit cold.

Hearing this, Song Yizheng frowned slightly. He didn't expect Qin Anhao to say such a thing. After thinking for a while, he finally let out an 'um' from his nose.

Seeing that Song Yizheng's voice was nasal, Qin Anhao seemed to feel that the man was not happy. He hesitated and wanted to explain, but he couldn't help but said: "Whatever you decide, you have to let people do what you want. If you don't listen, You are a thousand-year iceberg."

If it wasn't for Song Yizheng's tough attitude about the Defulou, how could she have given up so easily.

It's just that it doesn't make sense to bring up the Telford Building now.

Song Yizheng is so smart, how could he fail to understand Qin Anhao's meaning, he was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, then changed the subject abruptly, and asked, "Did you miss me?"

"what?"

Qin Anhao was instantly stunned by Song Yizheng's sudden questioning, holding the phone blankly.

"I miss you." Qin Anhao didn't return, Song Yizheng said calmly, without hiding, he missed her very much; at the end he reminded: "Take care of yourself, I'll be back tomorrow."

At this point, Song Yizheng hung up the phone.

After Song Yizheng hung up the phone, Qin Anhao felt his cheeks a little hot, so he couldn't help but smile shyly.

Although he asked suddenly, she missed him.

The people I see every day suddenly disappear, and I always feel like something is missing.

Putting down his phone, Qin Anhao was about to go downstairs to have breakfast when the door was suddenly pushed open.

ps/ There are only three chapters today.

(End of this chapter)

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