CEN Qinghe heard that Shang Shaocheng was going back to night city. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked, "don't we have to have dinner with uncle tomorrow?"

Shang Shaocheng glared at her and asked, "can you still eat like this?"

CEN Qinghe nodded and wiped his wet eyes again, "can eat."

The man looked at the music from the side, cen Qinghe also knew later, a little embarrassed, can't help but to pull the hand of Shang Shaocheng, want to take this to break through.

Shang Shaocheng held her back and said to the man, "brother Bao, let's go to the airport together. We have to go back to Haicheng to have dinner with my father tomorrow."

The man said with a smile: "all parents, when to do good?"

Shang Shaocheng replied with a smile: "it's not settled yet. I'll let you and Sheng Ge know the first time."

The man nodded, then looked at Cen Qinghe, comforted: "sister, don't believe those who have not, look at the man around you, do you believe him or the one inside?"

CEN Qinghe cleverly replied: "of course I believe him."

"That's it. The sky is falling. What are you afraid of when your man supports you?"

CEN Qinghe said in secret that she was afraid that the sky would collapse. She smashed shangshao city first and divined such things. If she believed it, there would be something wrong. But when she heard something bad, she would always feel guilty.

On the way to the airport, cen Qinghe is silent all the way. When he arrives at the airport, the man buys a ticket to the night city, while Cen Qinghe and Shang Shaocheng return to Haicheng.

It's hard to talk on the plane. After leaving the airport, Shang Shaocheng said to her, "what would you like to eat in the evening?"

CEN Qinghe said softly, "whatever."

Shang Shaocheng asked, "do you still want that old God stick?"

CEN Qinghe was silent and noncommittal.

Shang Shaocheng said: "if you wait for her to be exposed recently, two-thirds of the 1 billion people in the whole country will scold her for bewitching people, especially those who still believe in her lies. You have read books and have received higher education. Can you be rational and don't be so ignorant?"

CEN Qinghe frowned and said, "I'm not worried about you. Look at her serious way. If she really doesn't have any skills, how many rich people are crazy to send money to her?"

Shang Shaocheng seriously replied, "don't mention it. Sometimes, if you have too much money to spend, you will be obsessed."

CEN Qinghe gouged out his eyes and was not in the mood to joke with him.

Shang Shaocheng coaxed: "don't think about it. I'll take you to a good place. You haven't been there yet. You must love his food."

When Cen Qinghe was in a good mood, he couldn't get up when he heard that he wanted to eat. Now he's better, and his mind is so heavy that she can't move.

When shangshaocheng saw this, he was really angry at the bottom of his heart. He was angry at the old man, and of course he was even more angry at Cheng Jiahe. What is he? If Cen Qinghe is single, but he is indecisive, won't he marry Cheng Jia and Chongxi in the past?

CEN Qinghe didn't care much about Cheng Jiahe. She didn't like him at all. She began to give him some thanks. Later, she was consumed by his repeated calculations. Now she knows that he actually likes her for such reasons... Ha, it's ridiculous.

Shangshaocheng takes Cen Qinghe to a private restaurant in Haicheng. It's a real private restaurant, not a name. The courtyard with a single family in the deep lane and the restaurant reconstructed from his own house can only serve four tables in total. People who come here to eat must make an appointment at least half a month in advance.

Shang Shaocheng brings Cen Qinghe directly. The female boss is in her early 50s and knows him. She also asks him why Chen Boxuan didn't come.

Shangshaocheng greets with her. The female boss says that the table is full, but she won't ask him to go in vain. She specially vacates her own dining room for two people to sit first.

After Cen Qinghe sat down, she held her chin and half face with her hands. She was very worried. Shang Shaocheng knew that she was small-minded and superstitious in this respect. She used to show him face and palms before, but she couldn't persuade him. She had to take the sword and ask for a pot of home-made wine from her boss.

The dishes are ready-made every day. Soon after they sat down, the boss brought a tray to serve them.

There are Babao duck, grapefruit fish, Hujiang spareribs, foie gras slices, river shrimp Zhengyan, crispy rotten skin roll. The main food is a basket of fried buns, and the soup is seafood and pig bone soup.

The boss said hello and left. Only Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe were left in the room. Now Cen Qinghe was in the same mood as sitting and waiting to go to the grave. She had no appetite at all. She held her chin motionless. After a while, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shang Shaocheng on the opposite side, and it seemed that she didn't move.

Look up, it's not apparent, it's true.

"Why don't you eat?" she asked

Shangshaocheng expression light, also did not angry complain, just truthfully back: "accompany you."

CEN Qinghe sighed and seemed helpless to herself. She said feebly, "you eat, don't worry about me. I'm not hungry."

Shangshaocheng said: "anyway, if you don't eat, I won't eat. I'll eat as much as you eat."

CEN Qinghe put it up in one breath. Originally, she wanted to persuade him, but in the end, it broke up. She took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks and took a bite of the Fried Bun.

Shang Shaocheng asked, "is it delicious?"

CEN Qinghe is in a bad mood, but her taste buds have not yet failed. When her tongue tastes the soup in the steamed stuffed bun, she gradually has the illusion of being alive.

Nodded, "delicious."

Shang Shaocheng put a piece of spareribs in her bowl, "eat more, only when you are full can you have the strength to worry."

CEN Qinghe didn't know that she couldn't stop eating. In fact, she was not hungry, but she was so depressed that she couldn't go up or down. Now she just swallowed it with a Fried Bun. She knew later that she was hungry.

Seeing her fingers move, Shang Shaocheng begins to eat at ease. Cen Qinghe grabs a duck wing and gives it to Shang Shaocheng. He takes one himself and asks, "do you want to find a master somewhere else? Let's see if we're in trouble. "

Shang Shaocheng said without changing his face: "yes, you are not afraid to be the second Cheng Jiahe."

CEN Qinghe left his mouth, "be prepared."

Shang Shaocheng asked, "if everyone says that we are in conflict, you are not with me?"

CEN Qinghe picked his eyebrows and immediately replied, "how is that possible? Why are you so superstitious? "

As soon as Shang Shaocheng's eyelids were lifted and he looked at her, cen Qinghe's eyes turned. Don't open his eyes, he muttered in a low voice: "forget it, I'll take it as if I didn't hear it."

Shang Shaocheng said, "it's not that your ears don't hear you, but you can't hear it in your heart. The fortune teller says that you are more compatible with Cheng Jiahe. Do you choose him over me? Sometimes I can't understand. Shouldn't I ask myself about my life? Why ask people? You see how old the old lady is. She has more wrinkles on her face than the fortune tellers. I doubt if she can remember what happened three months ago. That's why she lied to you. You're such a natural fool, and you're so smart that you're mistaken for Cheng Jia. "

Referring to Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe asked, "are you going to directly expose the reason why he did it?"

Shang Shaocheng bowed his head to eat. He behaved elegantly and gave a casual "um.".

CEN Qinghe said: "it's really a big scandal. It's estimated that we'll have to follow the hot search."

Shang Shaocheng said: "his clients are not too ugly, what are we worried about running with?"

CEN Qinghe suddenly "ah" a, Shang Shaocheng looked up at her for a while, see her if thoughtful, he taut face asked: "heartache?"

CEN Qinghe looked back at him and didn't answer the question: "you said he was a person who studied abroad all the year round. I thought he would never be superstitious. I didn't expect that he was such a person. Oh, I remember. When his grandfather passed away, he asked me if I believed in fate. He said that his grandfather just counted fate and could not live to 80 years old. As a result, his grandfather died before 80 years old. Do you think he believed in fate so much, but could he also be influenced by his grandfather? "

"A deep-rooted mode of thinking is absolutely influenced by the closest people," Shang said

After that, he added: "the old man of his family is not calculated by the old man, is he?"

CEN Qinghe immediately beautiful eyes a pick, "it's possible!"

Shang Shaocheng showed a look of disdain, "a family has no money to spend."

CEN Qinghe began to doubt again. If Cheng Daohan's life span was also calculated by master Pushan, then master Pushan has two brushes, others can be slightly deviated, but even the life span is in the middle

Shang Shaocheng saw what Cen Qinghe thought at a glance. He said sarcastically, "she just said casually that we might have a bloody disaster together, and you would be depressed all afternoon. You said that if she told Cheng Daohan, you might not live to be 80 years old. For an old man who is about to be 80 years old, can he cross this barrier?"

CEN Qinghe pondered for a while and asked tentatively, "do you mean that Master Cheng was scared to death by master Pushan?"

Shang Shaocheng snorted from his nose, "it's not scared to death, it's also pondering to death."

This sentence has too many connotations. Cen Qinghe is very afraid. She knows what it's like for a person to fall into obsession. Every day she opens her eyes and wants to close them. Good people are paralyzed.

Shaking her head quickly, she said, "I will force myself to forget her words."

Shangshaocheng gave her grape fish and said, "eat more. If you can't fit it in your stomach, just put it in your heart. Don't think about those useless things all day long."

CEN Qinghe ate the fish he had caught and said, "are you really not afraid of me to conquer you at all?"

When shangshaocheng heard the words, he immediately sneered: "where can you conquer me all over?"

CEN Qinghe frowned, "I didn't compare intelligence quotient and emotional quotient with you."

Shang Shaocheng said, "you said it yourself."

CEN Qinghe said: "I'm serious. In ancient times, which prince or prince chose his wife and didn't find a birthday to match with him? Our lives are doomed to be ruined. Would you like to play with me“

Shangshaocheng picked up the glass and drank half a glass of wine. Then he said in a loud voice: "I didn't like you before. You were like conquering me. I let you go far away. Now, as long as you can't conquer me, I'll fight you to the end."

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