Jiang Shuyao secretly took out a pen from her pocket and held it in her hand. When he raised his hand, she would rush over and pierce the pen into Master Sheng's neck.
"Sister-in-law." The boy spoke softly, with a tear rolling down his eye. He pointed his hand at the peasant woman aside, "Mom, I want to go home."
The peasant woman walked over and hugged the boy: "Okay, after the injection is finished, we will go home."
Fortunately, Jiang Shuyao put the pen into his sleeve and glanced at Sang Xiaoqiong.
Her face turned pale, she staggered, pushed Mrs. Sheng away, collected her emotions and said: "Madman! Please make it clear next time, don't just say it's my child! My child's father must be like Mr. Sheng." Yes! Not everything can be my child."
After speaking, he took the initiative to hook up Master Sheng's arm and clung to Master Sheng's body tenderly: "Master, go home."
Master Sheng didn't move and looked at Jiang Shuyao: "Where is she?"
Jiang Shuyao tried to argue, but now the evidence was conclusive: "I..."
Just when he didn't know how to explain it, a man walked in from outside the ward and whispered a few words in Master Sheng's ear.
Mr. Sheng glanced at Jiang Shuyao, and a trace of unknown meaning flashed on his face: "Interesting."
Just after he finished speaking, the door was kicked open and two people came in.
Jiang Shuyao looked up and saw Qin Yanchi looking at her. She lowered her head guiltily.
Although I don’t know why I feel guilty, I feel guilty.
Master Sheng saw Qin Yanchi and said with a fake smile, "Young Marshal Qin, I don't know what kind of wind has brought you here."
Qin Yanchi glanced at Jiang Shuyao: "Come here."
Jiang Shuyao was about to walk over, but as soon as he moved, everyone in the room raised their guns.
"Young Marshal Qin, I am taking care of the housework today, so please don't meddle in your own business."
"Oh? Master Sheng handles the housework, and it falls on my maid."
Master Sheng pointed at Jiang Shuyao: "Is she your maid?"
Qin Yanchi said nothing.
"Haha, Marshal Qin came to my territory single-handedly for a maid. It seems that this maid is not ordinary."
Cheng Qikuan said: "Hey, if you ask me to take a step back, we won't be at war with each other. Don't let the gun go off and be unhappy when the time comes."
"Put down the gun." Master Sheng sat back on the stool, "Let her tell you why she pretended to be Xiao Qiong."
Qin Yanchi said coldly: "Didn't you hear what Mr. Sheng said? If you are asked to say it, just say it."
He also wanted to hear the reason for not returning home at night.
"I pretended to be Miss Sang. Because I..."
"Because of what?"
"Because I...have been fond of this young master for a long time. I learned that he would go to the dance. So I asked Miss Sang to help me. We are from the same newspaper office and we are about the same size. I originally wanted to dance with him and then leave. Yes, but Mr. Sheng admitted the wrong person."
Cheng Qikuan's body felt cold, his limbs were stiff, and he looked at him with a look of "Auntie, please stop talking".
"It was my fault. I shouldn't have caused trouble to Master Qin, this young master, and Miss Sang. That's what happened."
Sang Xiaoqiong raised her charming eyes: "Sir, the little girl is still young. What girl at her age doesn't have a dream lover."
Mr. Sheng pulled Sang Xiaoqiong and bit her red lips: "You blame me for knowing you late."
"Hmm~" Sang Xiaoqiong said coquettishly: "I hate it~"
"That was my misunderstanding."
It seemed that Mr. Sheng was relieved.
But,
The next second his words caused the temperature in the room to drop to freezing point.
Mr. Sheng let go of Sang Xiaoqiong, took out a small medicine bottle from his bag, and poured out a red pill: "I don't have to worry about this matter, but since we set the rules at the beginning, we have to follow the rules. If you want to leave, have eaten."
The red color between the two fingers was extremely dazzling. Jiang Shuyao vaguely felt that there was a dispute between Mr. Sheng and Qin Yanchi, and the dispute should be quite big.
Today, she gave Mr. Sheng a chance to make trouble.
Qin Yanchi didn't say a word, his eyes still had the indifference in his eyes that could make people feel thousands of miles away, and he took the pills with his slender fingers.
Jiang Shuyao was startled and ran over first. He held Qin Yanchi's hand steady with one hand, lowered his head and swallowed the pill in one gulp.
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