Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Everyone present at 2+Y drank a lot.

Because of happiness, but also because someone poured it intentionally or unintentionally.

Shang Qiqi drank a little too much, his head was dull, but his consciousness was clear.

Someone from behind came up to toast her, but it was Han Jichi who was next to her who blocked her.

There was booing in the middle, teasing her and Han Jichi.

"At school, he is a celebrity on the campus CP list. To be honest, have you two started dating?"

"Yeah, this time the two of you went to country Y together, didn't you discuss it in private?"

"It's great. Both of them are so good. They even go abroad to study together. It's really enviable."

"Don't you two hold a wedding as soon as you return to China?"

A few people said more and more outrageous, Shang Qiqi couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's nothing, even if it's a wedding, I have to come back and wait to collect your money."

"Yo, it sounds like you two really have a problem now?"

Someone seemed to smell something tricky, with a face full of gossip.

Shang Qiqi smiled and shook her head, picked up the wine glass and stood up, staggering slightly.

"Last glass of wine, I wish you all success in your studies and a bright future."

*

Han Jichi arranged in advance for his family's driver to wait outside to take Shang Qiqi back to the apartment next to the school.

He turned his head to look at Shang Qiqi, who was leaning against the window glass, closing his eyes and frowning slightly, and asked, "Is it hard?"

"No." Shang Qiqi shook his head.

"Have you told grandpa and...your uncle about this matter?" Han Jichi seemed to be hesitating again and again, but he still asked this question.

Shang Qiqi didn't move, but slowly opened his eyes.

"No, let's talk about it later, the important thing right now is my uncle's engagement, and I probably don't have time to take care of my affairs."

She had a calm face, without any mood swings.

Han Jichi continued, "I won't be able to attend your uncle's engagement at that time, you..."

"No." Shang Qiqi interrupted him calmly, "Although I shouldn't, I definitely have to participate, so I won't delay my time abroad."

Han Jichi nodded, his expression relaxed a little, and he was silent for a few seconds before saying:

"It's rare to have time during the summer vacation, why don't you go outside to play in advance?"

Shang Qiqi paused for a moment, then finally raised his head and looked at him.

Han Jichi smiled, "I have thought about visiting Western Europe when I have time. Although the sum is not as large as China, it still takes time. Considering how many days of summer vacation, how much can I visit? Do you want to go together? Go? The first stop will be in the Netherlands."

Shang Qiqi pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on the colorful scenery that flashed by outside the window.

The car finally stopped downstairs, Shang Qiqi opened the door and got out of the car, just as her feet hit the ground, she felt dizzy and her stomach churned.

She hurriedly ran to the nearby flower garden and bent down, Han Jichi followed closely to support her.

I endured it all night and finally vomited it out.

Han Jichi patted her on the shoulder lightly, the driver was already waiting beside her with purified water.

She didn't eat much at night, but now she vomited it out, her whole body was so weak that she couldn't stand up, she could only lie limp in Han Jichi's arms.

Han Jichi took the bottle of water that had been unscrewed and put it near her mouth. Shang Qiqi also drank it with her mouth open, rinsed her mouth several times, and finally took two more sips from the water bottle. The hand holding the water bottle was visibly shaking. .

"I'll take you up first."

Shang Qiqi said "Mmm" now, and didn't even have the energy to nod.

Han Jichi thought for a while, and finally bent over and picked her up.

When they reached the door of the apartment, Shang Qiqi pressed her fingerprints, and the smart door lock heard the sound of unlocking, and Han Jichi opened the door with her toes.

As soon as he entered the door with Shang Qiqi in his arms, the lights in the room were all turned on, and in the center of the living room, a slender and straight man stood there, with a sullen face and a hostile look all over his body.

Shang Qiqi also seemed to have noticed something strange, raised her head from Han Jichi's arms, and saw the man at first sight.

She was startled, then frowned again, "Why are you here?"

"Put her down." Shang Qingmo didn't answer her question, and stared directly at Han Jichi.

Han Jichi didn't change his face, "She drank too much."

As soon as the words fell, Shangqing Moren had already come to him, and he could feel the hostility more clearly.

"Give it to me." He refused to comment.

"Ji Chi, let me down."

No matter what, Shang Qiqi feels that the current situation is embarrassing no matter how you look at it.

Han Jichi let her go according to his words.

When her feet landed, she still swayed, and finally helped Han Jichi's arm to stabilize her body.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say that this apartment was bought for me? How can you come in at will?"

"Since I bought it, why can't I just come in at will? Shang Qiqi, you really have the guts to bring a drunk man home after getting drunk?"

Shang Qiqi frowned and walked towards the sofa, but was pulled back by Shang Qingmo.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

"What does it have to do with you?!"

"I'm your uncle, does it matter if you say it?!"

There was silence in the living room.

After a long time, Shang Qiqi took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, uncle, I'm feeling very uncomfortable now, can you let me rest?"

Shang Qingmo frowned, looking at her tired face, his complexion eased slightly, and his tone improved a little.

"Will you take a bath?"

This familiar tone and familiar gentleness made Shang Qiqi's nose a little sore.

She nodded, "Wash."

"Go and lie down first, I'll put the bath water for you in a while."

"I'll do it with a dash."

"Can you stand like this? Go lie down first!"

His words are habitually uncompromising, and Shang Qiqi is also habitually obedient.

Just nodded, and the next moment, he was carried directly into the bedroom.

Surprise flashed in Shang Qiqi's eyes.

As early as a few years ago, he rarely had physical contact with her.

Even the last time she drank too much and came back to my home, he just helped her into the room.

Now it's just a few steps away, and he doesn't deliberately avoid suspicion.

But he just put her on the bed, and when he straightened up, he gave her a cold look, "Don't think that tonight's matter will be over so easily."

Without waiting for her to say anything, she left the room.

Seeing the tall boy still standing in the living room, Shang Qingmo's already cold face seemed to turn a little colder.

"Still leaving?"

Han Jichi didn't move, "Isn't it good for you to go in and out of Qiqi's house at will?"

Shang Qingmo narrowed her eyes, "Are you educating me?"

"It's not good for Qiqi's reputation, not to mention, you're going to get engaged soon."

Shang Qingmo's face was terribly cold, "So what? What qualifications do you have to say these things to me? If you want Qiqi, you have to get my nod before you can."

A sarcastic smile curled up on the corner of Han Jichi's lips, "No, Grandpa Shang doesn't object to my pursuit of her. What I want now, all I need is Qi Qi's nod."

"I also hope you can figure it out. She is just your niece. You don't have much right to interfere in her life."

Blue veins appeared on Shang Qingmo's forehead.

Han Jichi said again: "What's more, you are only her uncle in name."

Shang Qingmo only felt that there was a rope called reason in his body that was torn apart by anger.

"Han Jichi..."

"Han Jichi, you go first."

The sudden voice from behind interrupted Shang Qingmo's outburst of anger at the right time.

"Go back and rest early, we'll see you at school tomorrow."

Han Jichi looked at her for a long time, and Shang Qiqi said again: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Only then did Han Jichi nodded, "Then you should go to bed earlier."

Shang Qiqi kept watching Han Jichi close the door and leave before looking away.

Then he looked at Shang Qingmo, "Little uncle, you can go too, I'm much better, just take a shower."

"Shang Qiqi." Shang Qingmo said deeply, "You have plans for you, can't you see it?"

Shang Qiqi pursed her lips, never thought that he would stay here and ask her this kind of question after she gave the order to evict her, she admitted frankly.

"It can be seen... But you don't have to worry. Today is because I drank too much at the dinner party. He just sent me back. This will not happen easily next time. You don't have to think about whether I am playing something again. Trick, this house is mine, I really didn't expect you to be here tonight..."

"Since you can see it, why don't you keep your distance?"

"Why should I keep a distance?" Shang Qiqi frowned, "He is my classmate and my friend, he has plans for me, but he didn't do anything excessive to me, if I deliberately keep a distance , how can you see whether he is worth entrusting?"

Shang Qingmo's pupils shrank suddenly, and the air seemed to condense at this moment.

"What did you say?" He suddenly walked towards her, and before she had time to react, he pinched her jaw. Looking closely, those ebony eyes were full of chilling solemnity and majesty, "Is it worth it?" Entrust? What are you thinking? Huh?"

"Thinking about whether to try with him."

Shang Qiqi said too frankly, "Looking around, there is no better candidate for the people around me except him. We are the same age, have the same major, and have a lot of common language. I have seen his character all these years. In my eyes, I can't pick out flaws, such an excellent person likes me, only a fool would keep a distance from him, right?"

Her words brought about a more painful jaw.

"Shang Qiqi, I'm thinking now, what should I do to let you have a long memory and get rid of this idea."

The cold voice made Shang Qiqi shiver.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly said:

"...Little uncle, I was wrong."

She suddenly changed her attitude, wanting to apologize and feel aggrieved after being reprimanded by him as usual.

"I shouldn't drink, and I shouldn't let a drunk man into the house. I won't do it next time."

She said, resting her head on his shoulder, with a coquettish tone, "I'm feeling really uncomfortable now, and I know I'm wrong, little uncle, please let me go tonight."

Shang Qingmo's flamboyant anger was shattered by her sudden change.

He didn't know what to do for a while.

It was true that Shang Qiqi felt uncomfortable, and it was also true that she was sleepy. When she got drunk, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and she also lost the strength to continue to confront Shang Qingmo like this.

He simply softened his posture and apologized to him.

Anyway, every time in the past, as long as he was reprimanded for doing something wrong, as long as he admitted his mistakes with a good attitude and acted pitifully, she would always escape.

Tried and tested.

This time, although the head is too lazy to think about it, there is a high probability that it will be successful again.

Breathing out a long breath, she subconsciously moved her body closer to the man's arms.

The weather has been gloomy today, the fog pressure is very low, and the air is damp. Shang Qiqi is wearing simple jeans and a hoodie.

She has always been well-behaved when she sleeps, even after drinking, she doesn't make much fuss, she just sleeps obediently.

But this time when she was carried to the bed, she frowned and twisted several times, unwilling to be quiet, with discomfort and impatience on her face.

Shang Qingmo sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her for a while, paused for a few seconds at the hem of her clothes, and finally lifted her clothes up when she writhed uncomfortably again.

The summer wear is light and simple, with nothing but a bra under the hoodie.

The girl's skin was fair and delicate, without the slightest blemish. The pink and white corset was wrapped in white and tender nephrite jade, and she stood there quietly and pretty.

That well-behaved and immature girl back then actually looks like a woman now.

His eyes were full of darkness, he restrained the darkness and filth that surged up in his heart, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, ignoring the softness of her against his chest, he quickly took off the hoodie from her head .

She was quiet after that.

After covering her with a quilt and getting up again, in the room with the constant temperature and air conditioner turned on, he was sweating all over.

*

Shang Qiqi was woken up by the alarm in the morning, even though her head hurts, she still crawled up while holding her forehead.

In the last few days of T University, I felt more and more reluctant towards the end.

When he came out of the bedroom after washing, he happened to see Shang Qingmo coming out of the next room.

She paused, "...you stayed here last night?"

He vaguely remembered that the shirt Shang Qingmo was wearing should be from last night.

Shang Qingmo's face was full of displeasure, and his voice was low, "Can't?"

Shang Qiqi closed the door, "Yes, I just don't quite understand why you bought this apartment for me in the first place?"

Shang Qingmo was silent for a few seconds, "You move back tonight."

Shang Qiqi: "..."

Although the other party is her uncle.

However, neuropathy.

"No need." She refused without thinking, "summer vacation is only a few days away, and it's really convenient here, so I don't want to make any more trouble."

Shang Qingmo frowned, "Did I make you inconvenient?"

If he had to say that, Shang Qiqi couldn't answer.

After all, it turned out that Shang Qingmo had made proper arrangements for her basic necessities of life.

She really didn't feel any inconvenience.

"It's not the same now."

Shang Qiqi originally wanted to get books on the coffee table in the living room, but there was nothing on the coffee table.

At this time, Han Jichi just called.

"Hello?...Just prepared, haven't eaten yet...Oh, thank you...By the way, did you bring my book for me last night?...It's really at your place, okay, I'll go down right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Shang Qiqi and the others had already walked to the entrance. There was a half-length mirror in the entrance. Shang Qiqi bent over to apply some lipstick, and carefully straightened her hair.

"Uncle, I'm leaving first. Be careful on the way, don't forget to close the door for me..."

"I'll take you to school."

The man still had such an unquestionable tone, and his face became indescribably ugly again at some point.

"Ah...no need, I'll go with...classmates."

"Shang Qiqi!"

"Goodbye, little uncle!"

Shang Qiqi seemed afraid that Shang Qingmo would say something more, opened the door and finished speaking quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shang Qingmo's heart was full of anger, which was stuck in his body again, constantly expanding, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent it.

He subconsciously walked to the window of the living room and watched Shang Qiqi trot to the man standing next to the bamboo forest downstairs.

The man looked at her with a smile, and when she reached his side, he raised his hand and handed her the paper bag in his hand.

Shang Qiqi took it readily, took out a bottle of soy milk from it, plugged it into a tube, and drank it while walking.

This made him feel once again that it was definitely not a good idea to let her live alone.

Seeing the backs of the two people drifting away, Shang Qingmo's eyes became more and more gloomy.

*

In the afternoon, as soon as Shang Qiqi walked out of the school gate, she saw Shang Qingmo's car.

He was half leaning against the car door, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his mobile phone, wondering what he was busy with.

This gesture has attracted a lot of attention and discussion.

Shang Qiqi even felt that there seemed to be a lot more students at the north gate of this school today.

"Qiqi, is that your uncle?"

"Did your uncle come to pick you up from school in person?"

"You're so handsome, no wonder you haven't had a boyfriend for two years, and it's no wonder you have high vision when you have such outstanding people around you."

Shang Qiqi pulled her lips and laughed dryly.

Shang Qingmo probably sensed something, raised her head and looked straight at her, her eyes paused for a second, her voice was low.

"come over."

Taking a deep breath, Shang Qiqi walked towards him with a smile on his face, "Little uncle, why are you here?"

Shang Qing Mo Kun glanced at her, "Get in the car."

Shang Qiqi subconsciously glanced at the co-pilot's position, "Where are you going?"

Shang Qingmo didn't speak.

Shang Qiqi suddenly thought of what he said to her this morning, "I'm going on vacation soon..."

"Shang Qiqi." Shang Qingmo said in a deep voice, "Are you avoiding me too deliberately and obviously?"

"Finding a random boyfriend just to get angry with me is irresponsible to your life. As long as you are still in the Shang family and are active under my eyes, some things are not up to you to decide. Don't let me say it a third time ,boarding."

At this moment, Shang Qiqi suddenly felt flustered and helpless.

In the end, what she had done recently was just another boring trick in his eyes.

Yes, she couldn't deny her latest deliberation.

She was avoiding him deliberately, and her thoughts on him didn't last for a day or two.

It doesn't mean that if you don't love, you don't love.

The ghost knows how hard it is for her to act with a forced smile these days.

"Maybe what you said is right, then tell me, what should I do so that I don't face you so deliberately?"

"You don't have to do anything."

Shang Qiqi was too lazy to think about it, and directly opened the back door of the car and sat in, the door was slammed heavily.

Shang Qingmo frowned, glanced at the co-pilot, but finally let her go.

He is used to it.

Shang Qiqi originally thought that he would bring her to his villa, but unexpectedly, he brought her to see Song Yunshu.

In a wedding planning studio, the decoration style is dreamy and luxurious, the whole floor is mainly white, and what you see is dazzling crystal decoration.

When they arrived, Song Yunshu was in the VIP area, the floor was covered with pure white plush carpets, the crystal coffee table and the carpet were filled with various notebooks, Song Yunshu sat barefoot on the carpet, with his arms on the coffee table, concentrating on Looking carefully at the notebook in his hand.

Seeing them, Song Yunshu raised a smiling face and waved at Shang Qiqi, "You are here. I have a choice disorder, and I think any of them is good. Qiqi, come here and help me refer..."

Shang Qiqi suddenly felt cold all over his body.

A steady stream of chills rushed from the soles of the feet to every corner of the body.

Every drop of blood, every cell, every pore...

She was stunned for a long time, her face turned pale, and her lips could not stop trembling.

Her emotions were too obvious, and Song Yunshu gradually stopped talking, and looked at Shang Qingmo with a somewhat bewildered and puzzled expression.

"Qing Mo, Qiqi... what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Shang Qingmo looked sideways at Shang Qiqi, saw her pale side profile, and frowned slightly, he put out his hand to hook Shang Qiqi's chin, and turned her face around.

The pale face, reddish eye sockets, and trembling lips made Shang Qingmo's expression slightly stiff.

"What's wrong?"

Shang Qiqi sneered suddenly, and suddenly reached out and slapped Shang Qingmo's hand away forcefully.

The air froze suddenly.

Shang Qiqi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened her eyes again, those clear eyes were filled with sadness and irony.

"Is this what you just said so-called I don't have to do anything?"

Shang Qingmo's eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, "What are you doing?"

"Trouble?" Shang Qiqi laughed, but tears fell, "How can I not be troublesome? You say that I am getting close to others to get angry with you, and I avoid you, and you say I am doing it on purpose.

How can it be called not deliberate? You clearly know what I'm thinking, but you want to bring me here to advise you and her on the engagement ceremony. Tell me, what should I do so that I don't do it deliberately? Now you say I'm making trouble, but if I don't make trouble, you say I'm doing it on purpose. What do you want from me? "

"As long as I'm in the Shang family, as long as I'm still active under your eyes, I have to follow your arrangement step by step, right?"

Shang Qiqi wiped away her tears with her hand, and stared at him fiercely, "Don't worry, it will be over soon. You don't have to try your best to make me give up again and again."

After finishing speaking, she pushed Shang Qingmo hard, turned around and ran out of the studio.

Shang Qingmo was caught off guard, staggered a few steps by her push, stabilized his figure, then raised his foot to catch up with a sullen face.

Song Yunshu was stunned for a long time, but when he saw the man's movements, he was startled, and suddenly reached out and hooked the man's arm.

"Qing Mo!"

Shang Qingmo paused, looking at her with unrepentant depression and anger.

Song Yunshu's heart skipped a beat, but he still grabbed his arm even harder, his expression was a little stiff, "What did Qi Qi mean by what she just said? What... is she thinking?"

The light in Shang Qingmo's eyes became colder and colder.

He didn't say anything, but Song Yunshu still got that shocking answer.

"Qing Mo...she is your...niece..."

"So we are the ones getting married."

Shang Qingmo threw down an emotionless sentence, brushed her hand away, turned around and strode away.

*

Shang Qiqi didn't run very far, and was easily overtaken by Shang Qingmo.

The arm was pulled hard, and the strong inertia made her unable to stand still, and she was thrown straight into the man's hard arms.

There was no need to think about that familiar aura, Shang Qiqi didn't struggle at all.

"You let me go!"

"Where are you going? Shang Qiqi, I'll give you a minute, you better calm down and talk to me properly!"

No matter what time it was, he was too used to scolding and ordering her as an elder.

Also now.

Even when he was sad, he had to set a time for her.

Everything about her, he has to participate in, evaluate, and follow his plan.

She can't love him yet, and she can't like others...

"What can I tell you? What can I tell you? Does it matter what I say?"

Shang Qingmo held her waist tightly with his arms, and said bluntly, "Explain what you just said, what do you mean it will be gone soon?"

Shang Qiqi paused, "...it's nothing."

"You'd better explain it to me honestly."

Shang Qiqi calmed down completely, stood up straight from his arms, and her voice became much calmer.

"Don't you say that the most important thing for me now is to study? I think so, so I decided to study hard..."

"Does studying hard have something to do with what you said?"

"Yes. I put my mind on my studies, so naturally I don't have to think about your affairs, so you don't have to spend a lot of time trying to make me give up every time."

This answer is not so convincing, but the causal relationship can also be connected.

But this was not what Shang Qingmo wanted to hear.

But he can only accept it.

"Also..." Shang Qiqi's voice sounded faintly again, "I'll go abroad right away after the summer vacation."

Shang Qingmo narrowed his eyes, "I don't have time to take you there."

"I know, you are busy with the engagement ceremony." Shang Qiqi took a deep breath, "I don't want to see you busy with the engagement ceremony, let alone participate, out of sight and out of mind, instead of staying at home, I might as well take the opportunity to go abroad for fun."

Shang Qingmo stared at her for a long time, and finally nodded, "Okay. Where to play, play for a few days, I will arrange it for you."

"Western Europe, go to the Netherlands first, about half a month or so..."

"No." Shang Qingmo said, "Half a month is too long."

"That's ten days."

"One week at most, otherwise we won't talk about it."

Shang Qiqi felt suffocated for a while, and it was like this again.

Closing her eyes, she suppressed her emotions and nodded, "Okay, that's a week."

Shang Qingmo nodded, "What date do you plan to leave? It's best not to exceed the ninth. You know, my engagement ceremony is on the sixteenth."

Shang Qiqi pulled her lips, "Number five."

"good."

He always acted swiftly and resolutely, so he immediately called his assistant and asked him to book Shang Qiqi's flight to the Netherlands on the 5th, book a hotel, and even arrange two accompanying bodyguards.

Shang Qiqi frowned, wanting to refuse, but thinking of the final result, he simply didn't speak any more.

Putting away the phone, Shang Qingmo glanced at her, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Shang Qiqi paused, "Then... where's little aunt?"

Shang Qingmo Kun glanced at her, "It's hard for you to remember her."

Shang Qiqi pursed her lips, "Go and see her first, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

"Don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about." Shang Qingmo picked up the phone again, raised his chin at her, "Go to the car and wait."

Shang Qiqi walked back as promised, Shang Qingmo's car was parked downstairs of the studio.

Before leaving, I heard the call he broadcast was connected, "Are you still in the studio?"

*

Later, I don't know how he arranged it, but Shang Qingmo finally sent her to the school apartment.

Before getting off the car, Shang Qiqi said: "There is no weekend this week, I can't go back to my home on Friday."

"I will live in the villa tomorrow."

Shang Qiqi didn't say anything, opened the door and got out of the car.

She thought he was here to take her back to the villa today.

After going around a long way and sending her back here, in fact, after thinking about it for a while, he knew that he might be trying to coax people tonight.