With that said, Jiang Yanci turned his head and took Shen Wanqing's hand, his eyelashes drooping slightly. "Claire likes Qingqing and wants to be with Qingqing."
"Pfft —"
Wenfeng hadn't swallowed the tea in his mouth. Hearing his brother's words, he spat it out in an instant.
The other four people were also shocked by Jiang Yanci's undisguised words.
Jiang Yanci didn't care about the reactions of the others. He only had eyes for Shen Wanqing.
Jiang Yanci held Shen Wanqing's hand, stroking her fingers with his fingertips. His eyes were deep, his pupils were like obsidian, and his eyelashes were thick. He lowered his eyes slightly, covering half of his pupils.
When he looked at Shen Wanqing, his eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well, suddenly changed, as if they were shining.
Being stared at by the young man like this, anyone would have their heart melted, but Shen Wanqing looked calm.
She glanced at Jiang Yanci calmly and said coldly, "No."
Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes, his fingers hooking the corner of her clothes, and didn't speak.
He didn't say anything, but it inexplicably made people feel that the young man's tail drooped, and he was very depressed.
Jiang Yanci's mother wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
It was the first time that their son was so close to a person, and they were naturally ecstatic. This also proved that Claire's illness was not incurable.
But sleeping in the same room with a girl, not to mention other things, holding her hand tightly when meeting her for the first time was already considered a hooligan. Now sleeping in the same room with her was also unreasonable.
In the end, Jiang Yanci's mother sighed and didn't say anything. She gave Shen Wanqing a look, letting her make her own decision.
Shen Wanqing glanced at Jiang Yanci's mother, and then glanced at the young man beside her who looked aggrieved. She hooked the young man's soft hair with her fingers. "I'm a girl, and you're a boy. We can't sleep together, understand?"
Jiang Yanci blinked. His eyes were pure, as if he didn't understand what Shen Wanqing meant.
"Forget it, just follow me." Shen Wan Qing gave up on struggling and led the young man up the stairs.
Jiang Yanci held Shen Wanqing's hand. The corners of his mouth curled up, and a sweet smile bloomed on his face.
The young man's appearance was peerless, his fair face rippling with a smile. His eyebrows were much more lively, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was even more alluring.
Beside her, Shen Wanqing's eyes flickered. In the end, she sneered and followed behind Mother Jiang.
After bringing Shen Wanqing and her follower Jiang Yanci to their room, Mrs. Jiang left and went downstairs.
As soon as she went downstairs, she heard Jiang Wenfeng asking impatiently, "Mom, how was it? Did Claire really stay in that room with that woman? "
Mother Jiang immediately frowned and disagreed. "What do you mean by that woman! She had a name, Shen Wanqing! You'd better watch yourself. He's a movie king after all! "
Jiang Wenfeng curled his lips and didn't care much. "Oh, Mom, don't talk about this. Tell me, did Claire stay in that room?"
"Claire held Qingqing tightly and didn't let go. If she didn't stay in that room, where else could she stay?" Mrs. Jiang sat beside Mr. Jiang and took a sip of black tea.
Jiang Wenfeng couldn't sit still. "A man and a woman alone in a room?!"
Paul frowned and looked at Jiang Wenfeng coldly. "What are you yelling for? Sit down. "
Jiang Wenfeng froze. Looking at Paul's scary look, he immediately sat back.
He sat down, but his mouth still didn't stop. "I'm serious! A man and a woman alone in a room, it's easy to have a mishap! Besides, our Claire is as beautiful as a flower. Be careful that Shen Wanqing turns into a wolf and eats our Claire without leaving any bones! "
Jiang Wenfeng was still worrying over nothing, but the three people who were sitting there had already gotten up and left.
Jiang Wenfeng glared at them. "Hey! Where are you going?! I haven't finished yet! Hey — Dad, Mom! "
Paul, who was the last to leave, put down the newspaper in his hand and straightened his collar, looking very serious.
He got up, glanced at Jiang Wenfeng, and left him a sentence.
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