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Chapter 631 His Day

When a woman is in a bad mood, she just closes the door and cries enough, or she just chats with her girlfriends and complains about her bitterness. In contrast, a man who is in a bad mood is much more pitiful.

Shang Shaocheng has never been pointed at the nose and scolded in public since he was a child, and he would be embarrassed if he didn't.

Leaving Tianfu Garden and returning to his home, he was so angry that he sat on the sofa for more than two hours. During this period, he hoped that the phone would ring countless times. Maybe Cen Qinghe would call him suddenly. As long as she said a soft word, no, as long as she called He, even if he didn't say a word, he went to find her immediately.

But let him down, Cen Qinghe is also a hard bone, she can bend and stretch when she is fine, but once she really turns her face, she will not take the initiative to ask for peace.

Shang Shaocheng couldn't cry or sleep, he scratched his heart and lungs with anger, he picked up the car keys on the coffee table, got up and went out.

He used to have the habit of driving fast when he was abroad, and he also had a professional racing driver's license. However, the regulations in China are strict, let alone Yecheng City. Cen Qinghe laughed at him before. What's the use of buying so many supercars? No traffic jams Luckily.

Shang Shaocheng drove to a professional racing track in Yecheng, changed his clothes, got into the car, and drove rapidly around the track covering an area of ​​more than 3 square meters. He liked this feeling. Super high speed allows people to abandon all distracting thoughts and only focus on the track in front of them.

The racing car Chen Boxuan was also going, Shang Shaocheng called Chen Boxuan and asked him to come over after he raced for a full lap, and the two raced.

Chen Boxuan, who was dressed in a white racing suit, came to the field, and after some distance, he saw Shang Shaocheng, who was wearing a black racing suit, sitting at the front of the car. He was smoking a cigarette with an ashtray by his hand.

"Tsk, I can smell the melancholy smell all over my body from far away."

Shang Shaocheng was not in the mood to reply to his teasing, he took one last puff, put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, got up and said: "Old rules, I ran around just now, I know Lu better than you, let you ten seconds."

Immediately, a staff member came to take away the ashtray, Chen Boxuan said with a half-smile: "You are in a bad mood, I will let you ten seconds."

Shang Shaocheng pulled a handsome face, stared at him coldly, turned around and got into the car without saying a word.

The cars of the two are of the same color as their clothes, which are easy to distinguish. One is black and the other is white. The timekeeper standing on the high platform is holding a stopwatch in one hand and waving a small flag in the other. With the humming sound from the exhaust pipe of the racing car, the two cars shot out almost at the same time.

Someone will time the distance every so often, and the big screen will display the real-time meter count and elapsed time of the two of them. Shang Shaocheng thought that if someone compares with him, he would have nothing else to do, but the result surprised him. During the windy time, he could still think of Cen Qinghe by chance.

He was thinking, even if she got in the same car as Xue Kaiyang, it didn't mean that they were together last night. The friends she has contacted, but she will definitely not fall into the shoes of others in a moment of temper.

Maybe, they really met halfway by chance, and she also said that she was going to meet other friends, but he insisted that he knew who you were with last night.

If she really misunderstood her, with her temper, she would definitely lose face.

That's how she is, she's right, she's right, she's not, if anyone pours dirty water on her, she'll get angry and fuming.

She is also really stubborn, who told her not to explain clearly?For no reason...

Coinciding with a turning, the white racing car drifted beautifully, overtaking the black sports car by half of its body, and then drove into the flat road.

Shang Shaocheng suddenly came back to his senses, secretly sighed that he could be distracted at such a tense moment, tried to regain his thoughts, and he chased after him with all his strength.

Both of them are at the professional level, chasing after each other, watching the timekeeper on the high platform is full of enthusiasm, those who don't know it think that winning the house and land must be so serious.

There is a reason for Shang Shaocheng to be serious, as long as it can divert his attention from thinking about the quarrel with Cen Qinghe, he can do anything;
And Chen Boxuan's serious purpose is even more clear, as long as he can make Shang Shaocheng lose his temper, he should take the time to buy him a good time.

The whole afternoon, both of them spent time on the track. After running so many laps, the two of them basically drew. Unexpectedly, after running back to the lounge to check his mobile phone, there was no call from Cen Qinghe on it, which made him even more depressed.

A dead white-eyed wolf who refuses to bow his head at all.

After changing his clothes and going out, Chen Boxuan flipped through a magazine on the sofa in the lobby, saw him coming out, got up and walked to his side, and asked aloud, "Are you feeling better?"

Shang Shaocheng pulled his face back and said: "Who is in a bad mood?"

Chen Boxuan couldn't help laughing, "You haven't looked in the mirror, have you?"

While speaking, the two of them happened to walk to the gate, which was full of glass. Chen Boxuan raised his chin and gestured: "Take a picture, those who don't know think you can't afford to lose."

Shang Shaocheng said: "I lost?"

Chen Boxuan immediately changed his words, "There is still a little gap from your last record, and you have regressed."

Shang Shaocheng said, "Let's go."

Chen Boxuan saw him walking towards the parking lot without looking sideways, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Play the ball."

"I'll go with you."

"You play the ball too badly." Shang Shaocheng fully performed what it means to kill a donkey without looking back.

Chen Boxuan was heartbroken, he would come and go if he didn't want to be called, and he would throw it away when he was done playing.

He couldn't bear this humiliation, so he shouted towards Shang Shaocheng's tall and proud back: "A friendly reminder, Qinghe and Xue Kaiyang have nothing to do with each other."

Shang Shaocheng didn't turn his head back, Chen Boxuan whispered 'cut', but he didn't know that Shang Shaocheng answered him in his heart: What do you say?
After driving away from the race track, Shang Shaocheng went to Black 8 again. Compared with women who are prone to troubles, men are more likely to run around when troubles arise.

The former let himself cry wantonly, and the latter made himself have no time to think about it.

When it comes to black 8, Shang Shaocheng routinely chooses Feng Feng's table, not because he has a deep friendship with her, but because looking at the entire billiard court, only Feng Feng's skills can barely ignite the urge to play well.

But the front desk staff said: "I'm sorry, Feng Feng didn't come on leave recently, can I change you? Sven, Feng Feng's apprentice, the level is also very high."

Shang Shaocheng doesn't care who is replaced, as long as he doesn't play well, he can be asked to leave immediately.

He was led to a private room first, and not long after he entered, another person knocked on the door and came in, "Mr. Shang, hello."

Shang Shaocheng glanced at the door, she was a young woman in a black business suit, a white shirt and a black skirt, with long straight hair and a sweet appearance.

She smiled, "I'm Sven."

Shang Shaocheng gave an 'hmm', without even opening his mouth.

After entering the door, Sven took the initiative to stand by the table, and while rearranging the billiards, he asked, "What does Mr. Shang want to play?"

Shang Shaocheng took the cue and put the powder on it, and said in a low voice without distinguishing between emotions and anger: "8 balls, you can beat me in the first round, and the price for a table is the same as your master."

Hearing this, Sven immediately revealed surprise in the depths of his eyes.

She knows Shang Shaocheng, and knows that he is Feng Feng's big and regular customer, and the price of a table is 8, who in the whole black [-] is not jealous?

That is to say, Feng Feng didn't come when he asked for leave, so this good thing happened to her.

The arc of the corners of the lips could not help but rise a few inches, Sven took the ball rack away and asked Shang Shaocheng who would start first.

Shang Shaocheng stood aside smoking a cigarette, and casually replied, "Go ahead."

Sven was taught by Feng Feng personally. Just looking at the kick-off posture, he is very similar to Feng Feng, fast and accurate.The first shot went out and scored two goals at the same time. She walked around the edge of the case, looking for the fastest and safest scoring angle.

That is, Shang Shaocheng's kung fu for a cigarette, is gentle and clean.

No caddy was called in the room, and Sven took the initiative to pick up the ball. During the whole process, the two of them didn't make a sound, and the surroundings were quiet.Sven had never played ball with Shang Shaocheng before, and she didn't know what kind of temperament he was. Seeing that he had just finished smoking a cigarette, she raised her head and smiled, "Would you like something to drink?"

The first thing that popped up in Shang Shaocheng's mind was aloe vera yogurt. Recently Cen Qinghe became obsessed with yogurt. Basically, when he saw her, she didn't drink much water, but kept drinking yogurt.

Just so blatantly shaking his head, Shang Shaocheng replied slowly: "Is there any aloe yogurt?"

Sven was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect him to be so cool and drink such girly things.

But as long as the customer mentioned it, she would not say no. After recovering, she smiled and said: "I'll find someone to ask. If there is no one, go to the supermarket outside and buy some. It's close anyway."

She opened the door and asked the clerk at the door. After the clerk left, she closed the door and came in, saying, "Sister Feng Feng seems to have said that you didn't drink sour things before, right?"

Shang Shaocheng doesn't drink sour now, he just... wants to look like a wolf.

There was no expression on his handsome face, he asked without answering, "Why didn't Feng Feng come?"

She had already set up the ball, Shang Shaocheng leaned over to kick off the ball, seeing him chatting proactively, Swen hurriedly replied as if to please: "To tell you the truth, something happened to Sister Feng Feng recently, her health and condition are not good. "

With two beeps of 'dong dong', the two balls fell into the bag accurately. Shang Shaocheng didn't look sideways. Sven waited for him for a few seconds. Seeing that he had nothing to say, she continued: "She broke up with his boyfriend." , talked for more than three years, and originally planned to get married next year."

Shang Shaocheng walked a few steps around the ball case, didn't look at her, and only asked aloud, "Why are you divided?"

Sven really wanted to get close to him, but she had to pretend to be embarrassed. Seeing that he didn't look at her, she could only stammer: "Mr. To tell you the truth, Sister Feng Feng suddenly found out she was pregnant in the middle of last month. She was very happy and told me that the wedding date next year will be brought forward. I am also very happy, and I am still waiting to drink their wedding wine, but a week ago Sister Feng suddenly asked for leave and didn't come, I called her and heard her voice was very weak, and I went to see her later and found out that she had just had an abortion and was very haggard."

(End of this chapter)