Chapter 170
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On the other hand, Yan Zhiqiu was ordered by Shen Wanqing to rest.
Yan Zhiqiu was indeed tired. He only woke up when Shen Wanqing got off work.
At this time, Shen Wanqing had already returned home.
Mr. and Mrs. Shen were sitting on the sofa, eating fruit and watching TV.
When Mrs. Shen saw Shen Wanqing, she ate the small piece of apple that Mr. Shen fed her and stood up to welcome her.
"Why are you getting off work later than usual today?"
Shen Wanqing took off her shoes and changed into slippers. She walked over and said, "Uncle Li drank some wine and came late."
Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Wanqing's tired face and her heart ached. "Go take a shower and wash away your fatigue."
"Okay."
Mrs. Shen sat back on the sofa after seeing Shen Wanqing enter the room.
Mrs. Shen suddenly said, "Old Shen, have you noticed that Qingqing has been a little strange recently?"
"What's wrong?" Mr. Shen put down the newspaper and asked in confusion.
Mrs. Shen said, "Look at your father. You don't even know that your daughter has changed."
She nudged Mr. Shen. "Don't you think Qingqing has become a lot more sensible? She used to be a troublemaker! "
She still remembered that when she went out, those hooligans would respectfully call her 'Auntie'. When she encountered such a situation for the first time, she was scared half to death.
Mr. Shen took off his glasses. "She's grown up. It's a good thing."
Mr. Shen used a fork to cut off a small piece of peach and fed it to Mrs. Shen. "The child has her own thoughts. When it's time for her to mature, she'll naturally mature."
"Sigh … That's true …" Mrs. Shen sighed.
Mrs. Shen chewed the peach in her mouth and looked at the TV. Suddenly, she said, "Qingqing is 20 this year. Why didn't she bring a boyfriend home? If she didn't bring him home, she could have dated him first. "
Mother Shen caressed her cheek with her hand, her face full of worry. "It's not like Qing Qing isn't pretty. Her little face is so delicate and pretty, just like me when I was young. Why does she always hang out with boys? "
If this went on, when would she be able to carry a chubby grandson?
On the other side, Shen Wanqing started chatting with the teenager after taking a shower.
He didn't know what was wrong with the young man, but he suddenly revealed his identity.
Shen Wanqing replied to the young man with a casual smile in her eyes.
[Vang Tsai Milk Spirit: I know.]
It took a while for the other party to reply slowly.
[Good boy: … You know?]
[Vang Tsai Milk Spirit: Yes.]
[Vang Tsai Milk Essence: After all, God Yan is my idol. As a fan, how can I not recognize my idol?]
Yan Zhiqiu suddenly paused. Her pitch-black eyes were dyed with mist, and her long eyelashes couldn't help but flutter.
A trace of helplessness appeared on his usually strict and indifferent handsome face.
The handsome young man unconsciously pursed his thin lips, and his fluttering eyelashes showed that this person was nervous.
[Y: Idol?]
[Vang Tsai Milk Spirit: Yes!]
[Vang Tsai Milk Spirit: I like you!]
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