Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

After returning home, Shang Qiqi was lying on the bed after washing. On the mobile communication software, the group with Song Yunshu seemed to be very lively every day since she came.

This is also the time when the conversation is very lively.

She was talking about the engagement banquet, and asked everyone what kind of atmosphere they wanted.

There was even talk of the wedding at the end.

Now that the national style is in full swing, many people choose Chinese weddings.

The men in the group obviously gave her little aunt enough face, and they didn't necessarily help to plan and participate in their own wedding, but now they chatted with her very enthusiastically.

Shang Qiqi glanced at the constantly refreshing interface, and retreated with her lips curled up.

That's it.

After she made such an embarrassing scene in the afternoon, she would still discuss it in such a place where she knew she was there.

It's not that she shouldn't, it's just that, as a woman, she can sense Song Yunshu's hostility towards her, even like Shang Qingmo, she warns her everywhere.

She was very curious about how Shang Qingmo coaxed her to accept this shocking fact so quickly.

Probably hugged her, and explained to her in a low voice in a comforting tone that the relationship between him and her is just a well-known uncle and nephew relationship, which will never change?

Thinking of Shang Qingmo's tenderness towards other women, Shang Qiqi couldn't help shivering.

She really couldn't figure out what Shang Qingmo was thinking.

Song Yunshu already knew what she was thinking, and she had given Song Yunshu an embarrassment tonight.

Has he ever thought about how they will get along in the future?

As long as she is in the Shang family, in his eyes, she must meet Song Yunshu, right?

Or, did he actually not take her feelings seriously?

So it's not worth his consideration?

Taking a deep breath, she threw the phone aside.

What's the use of thinking so much?

*

Arriving at school the next day, Shang Qiqi told Han Jichi about his plan.

"I haven't told my little uncle that I'm going to study in country Y. I'm just going to have fun. He has arranged for me the air ticket and hotel, and there are two bodyguards. He doesn't know that you are going with me. , so you'd better not let him know, or he won't agree with me going out."

Han Jichi nodded, "Leaving on the fifth...so you mean..."

Shang Qiqi nodded, with an indifferent expression, "Yes, it's exactly what you think. I don't know what his attitude will be if I confess to him, but if he doesn't nod, I won't be able to go anywhere."

Han Jichi's expression was also a little cold, because he didn't doubt Shang Qiqi's suspicion at all.

Although Shang Qingmo is Qiqi's uncle, he has an unusual desire to control Qiqi.

Although this is a project that everyone can't ask for, and it is beneficial to everyone without any harm, but it is very likely that he will not agree to Qiqi's leaving his sight.

Qi Qi has stayed by his side for so many years, it is impossible not to understand him.

"I see, but... what about the bodyguard?"

"It depends on the situation. Maybe it doesn't matter if they go to country Y with me. Anyway, he can't do anything to me in country Y."

"Okay." Han Jichi nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled softly, "I'm looking forward to it, I've almost finished the parade strategy, I'll send you a copy, you can think about it again I would love to go somewhere else.”

"OK."

*

In the afternoon, Shang Qingmo's car appeared at the school gate again.

Shang Qiqi didn't bother to talk to him any more, walked to the side of the car, opened the door of the rear seat, and touched his buttocks to the seat.

"I'm not your driver." Shang Qingmo was extremely displeased by her actions, and her voice sounded coldly from the direction of the driver's seat.

Shang Qiqi didn't speak, glanced at the cars lined up behind to pick up people, sat in directly, and closed the door.

Shang Qingmo didn't move for a long time.

The horn sounded from the back all the time, and finally Shang Qiqi could imagine how angry the owner of the car was right now through the increasingly rapid and prolonged sound of the horn.

But looking at Shang Qingmo through the rearview mirror, his face remained expressionless, as if he knew she was looking at him, and he raised his eyelids to look at the rearview mirror as well.

"Sit up front."

Shang Qiqi gritted her teeth, "So what if I become a driver once?"

"I do not want."

Shang Qiqi, who was terrified by the sound of the horn from behind, had no choice but to sit in the co-pilot with a cold face.

Just after pulling on the seat belt, the car suddenly jumped out.

Shang Qiqi: "..."

As soon as she returned to the villa, the servants at home looked distressed.

"Miss, have you been eating outside these two days? Why do I seem to have lost a lot of weight?"

"Go and change your clothes first. The dishes Mr. has deliberately ordered tonight are all your favorite dishes."

"Why do you live alone? How inconvenient! Don't lose your temper in the future! I see that your husband has a weird temper in the past few days after you left. He must be not used to you not being at home."

Shang Qiqi pulled her lips, held Mama Chen's hand and stuck out her tongue, looking naughty.

"I always have to live alone, and it won't be convenient for me to come here in the future."

Chen Ma didn't react for a while, but she suddenly realized when she saw Shang Qiqi blinking at him.

"Ah...why is it inconvenient, your uncle spoils you so much and wants to eat the dishes cooked by Chen Ma, can he not let you come back?"

Shang Qiqi smiled, "I'm hungry, go up and change first."

"Oh good, hurry up, dinner will be ready soon."

The clothes in the bedroom closet are still there, and Shang Qingmo has never been stingy with her, and almost all the things moved to her apartment are newly bought.

The clothes in this closet are what she has been used to wearing all along.

But most of it was done with his help.

How could she remain indifferent to such a man who took care of her in every detail?

Skimming the thoughts that were about to flood, she picked out a few clothes that she often wore and threw them on the bed.

It's just that when he came back from the cloakroom to get the box, he ran into Shang Qingmo in the corridor.

His eyes glanced lightly at the suitcase in her hand, and his brows and eyes were instantly stained with ink.

"do what?"

Shang Qiqi looked calm, "Summer vacation is coming soon, should I go back to my home directly? When the time comes, I will go out to play and go directly from my home."

The explanations are seamless.

But Shang Qingmo said: "My family has your clothes."

"These are some of my favourites,"

Shang Qingmo raised her eyes, stared at her deeply for a while, then pursed her lips and lowered her brows, and went downstairs.

Shang Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next few days, Shang Qiqi did not show any abnormality,

In fact, the two of them don't spend much time together.

Shang Qingmo didn't eat all his dinner at home, he also ate outside when he came back very late.

It turned out that whether they were outside or at home, they always had breakfast and dinner together.

But it's different now.

He has someone to accompany him.

Just stepped into July, and summer vacation is coming.

Shang Qiqi couldn't figure out if Shang Qingmo had noticed something. In the past, she would not come to pick her up in person because of business.

In the past few days, he seems to have suddenly relaxed. Every day, he has to ask her the exact time when get out of class ends, and then waits for her at the school gate on time.

How could he not be busy?

With a fiancée, planning an engagement party, and impossible work to stop.

Now he puts picking her up from school first.

But this is also the last time.

The car drove directly to my home.

Along the way, Shang Qiqi kept looking sideways out of the window and didn't take the initiative to speak. The atmosphere in the carriage was inexplicably depressed.

It was not the first time that Shang Qingmo noticed that between the two of them, once she did not take the initiative to speak, they seemed to have no so-called common topics.

The atmosphere between the two of them was the same as when he was with anyone outside.

In addition to business, there is never a redundant word.

He was inexplicably irritable.

In the past, she would feel impatient because she often babbled about trivial matters.

Now, she didn't say anything, but he was extremely uncomfortable.

Since she put her mind out, the distance between them has become farther and farther.

She was obviously by his side, but the gap was too great.

Shang Qiqi moved suddenly, took out the earphones from his pocket, and stuffed them into his ears.

"There's music in the car."

Her behavior of completely isolating him from her world made him unbearable.

Shang Qiqi paused.

Shang Qingmo's side face was resolute, without any tenderness.

"You made the music in this car."

He glanced at the car screen, finally put away his earphones, and turned on the music.

Yes.

She can find clues that Shang Qingmo favors her almost everywhere.

The music in his car is all downloaded by her according to her taste.

He doesn't listen to music very much, either some classical music, and occasionally one or two Cantonese songs from earlier years.

All she listens to is current pop songs, slobbery songs, cute songs, and DJ adaptations.

To him, it was simply out of place.

She would sometimes show her teeth and claws in his car and hee him.

Apart from scolding her occasionally, he let her make trouble.

The girl's sweet singing sounded, Shang Qiqi pursed her lips, lowered her head and took her mobile phone to look at the travel guide and must-see attractions in Western Europe.

The presence of music did not improve the atmosphere, on the contrary, the atmosphere in the carriage became more gloomy.

Simply because he drove fast, Shang Qiqi also focused on reading the guide, and soon arrived at the home.

When the car stopped, she didn't even lift her eyelids, she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

That brisk tone and footsteps are completely different from those in the car just now.

Shang Qing's dark eyes darkened a little.

I haven't seen Shang Qiqi for a weekend, and the old man is thinking too hard,

"But the holiday is finally here."

"Well. Grandpa, I will stay with you at home these few days and try to win ten games of chess with you."

"Hahaha, these are all big words!"

"I don't care, I've been researching these days. I'll show you off tomorrow!"

"Yo! That's great!"

Shang Qiqi is very close to Mr. Shang.

Closer than ever.

Everyone thought it was a little long since we met this time.

However, what Shang Qiqi wanted was to give the old man as much company as possible, to make up for her two years of company with the old man in advance.

Shang Qingmo only stayed at his home for a meal at night, and left without staying overnight.

Shang Qiqi didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, everyone knows it well.

He is actually no different from getting married now.

He has his own family.

Shang Qiqi was self-aware, and did not deliberately hide anything in front of the old man.

She was indeed sad when Shang Qingmo left.

She just kept silent, and the old man could feel her emotions.

Put the fruit in his mouth, and heard the old man sigh.

"Qiqi..."

"Grandpa." Shang Qiqi put down the fork in his hand, swallowed the fruit in his mouth, turned around and smiled at the old man, stretched out his hand to hold his dull hand.

"I told my uncle that I will go abroad to play in a few days. You also understand in your heart that if I continue to stay by his side, it is impossible to be indifferent. If I want to dilute this relationship, I need time to pay back. There's a space without him."

The old man narrowed his eyes, raised his other hand and patted the back of her hand.

"You're right. It's a holiday anyway. If you want to go abroad to relax, go there. Has your uncle arranged it for you? If not, I'll arrange it..."

Shang Qiqi shook her head lightly, "Grandpa, what I want is not just this summer vacation."

The old man held her hand.

"Seven seven."

"One summer vacation is too short for me, Grandpa." She couldn't help but her eyes were burning hot, "I don't want to attend his engagement banquet, I don't want to see him with other women, I can't do it in such an environment without being sad Sad. In fact, I have already got the exchange student quota between the school and X University in country Y, and Han Jichi has also got it. After graduation, we will get a double bachelor’s degree at home and abroad. If possible, I can do it in two years Continue to stay there and continue to improve..."

Shang Qiqi obviously felt that the old man was holding her hand more and more forcefully, even trembling a little.

Suppressing the soreness in her heart, she continued, "I only told my uncle to go to Western Europe, and he asked me to come back before his engagement ceremony with my aunt, but I don't want to, I can't, so I want to What's more, from Western Europe directly to Country Y, you won't come back..."

"My little uncle arranged everything for me, and even arranged two bodyguards for me. I hope grandpa can help me then, don't let the bodyguards stop me, and don't tell my little uncle soon..."

"I don't know how my little uncle will lose his temper with me after he finds out that I lied to him..."

Shang Yekun trembled slightly on his face covered with age marks.

"Exchange student? This...it's a good thing...your uncle won't stop you..."

Shang Qiqi shook her head, "I don't want to tell him, but if he doesn't agree, I can't leave. Grandpa, Qiqi, please help me."

The old man's eyes turned red, his lips trembled for a long time, he held Shang Qiqi's hand tightly, his voice choked up uncontrollably.

"But Qiqi, even if you went abroad for two years...don't you plan to come back? Don't you plan to come back to see grandpa during the holidays or holidays?"

Tears streamed down Shang Qiqi, and she pressed her forehead on the back of the old man's hand, "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'm not here, please take care of your body, don't make Qiqi worry, don't make Qiqi feel more guilty..."

"You child...you child..."

The old man kept shaking his head, with muddy tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

*

Shang Qingmo had a drinking party at night, and when he returned home slightly drunk, the huge villa was empty.

In the past, no matter whether he was drinking or not, or returning early and late, he would run over when he saw him, chattering and chattering around him, busy.

He was not used to it since she left the villa.

After a few days of getting used to it, he still wasn't used to it.

Thinking of her recent transformation, he cursed impatiently, and pulled off his tie irritably.

He hates the current state of life for no reason.

He never thought of changing his original life.

But now, for the first time, he felt that things were no longer in his control as before.

There are some things that he can't seem to grasp.

Shang Qiqi has been accompanying the old man for the past few days, playing chess, taking walks, and even learning how to cook for the old man himself.

Shang Qingmo came back once and left after dinner.

The old man has always kept his promise and never mentioned to Shang Qingmo that Shang Qiqi is going to study in Country Y.

The day before Shang Qiqi left, Shang Qingmo came back very early.

After dinner, several people sat on the sofa in the living room.

The old man's face was not very good-looking, and he sat there silently, fiddling with the tea tray next to the coffee table with a sullen face.

Shang Qiqi held a fruit plate, kept talking, and stared at the old man's way of making tea.

The atmosphere in the living room was oppressive because of the silence.

Shang Qingmo looked away from the tea tray, and turned to see Shang Qiqi.

"Is everything ready?"

The old man's tea making hand paused.

Shang Qiqi nodded, "Yes, everything is ready."

"I'll take you to the airport tomorrow."

"Don't bother, didn't you bring me a bodyguard?"

Shang Qingmo couldn't hold back his beak, "I'll take you there."

Shang Qiqi didn't say anything, she frowned and thought about what to do so that he wouldn't find Han Jichi.

"how?"

Shang Qingmo narrowed his eyes and stared at her for a long time, with an unknown thing coiled in his heart.

Shang Qiqi blinked her eyes, and took a mouthful of fruit as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay, then thank you, uncle."

*

Seeing Shang Qiqi's 26-inch suitcase the next day, Shang Qingmo frowned,

"Are you going to pack yourself in a suitcase and check it in?"

Shang Qiqi felt a little guilty, "I'm worried that I won't be able to fit the shopping."

The driver took her suitcase and moved it to the trunk, taking a breath.

This suitcase is not light.

After everything was settled, Shang Qiqi looked at the old man standing on the doorway, suppressed the pain in his heart, ran over to hug him, and whispered in his ear:

"Grandpa, take care of yourself."

The old man supported his crutches, and gently pulled his lips when he heard the words, "You must pay attention to safety when you go out."

"good!"

She finally suppressed the tears in her eyes, adjusted her emotions, and then gritted her teeth and got into the car without looking back.

The car turned around slowly and drove away from the manor, this place that carried many childhood memories of her, this place that gave her too much affection, this place she never wanted to stay away from, this place where she can still be regarded as the only mistress here, She finally wanted to leave temporarily.

Come back again, presumably things are different.

This will be the start of the rest of another woman's life.

And she has reached the end.

She didn't continue to look at the old man who was still standing there and looked at them all the time. Because of her selfishness, she made an old man who loved her so much so sad...

But the emotion she had been holding back was finally discovered.

"Just go out to play for a few days, as for being so sad?"

Shang Qiqi looked out of the car window beside her, without turning her head, "Probably, I have never walked so far and been away for such a long time."

"Then play for a few days less."

Shang Qiqi closed her eyes and did not speak.

The car finally stopped at the entrance of the airport, Shang Qiqi opened his eyes, looked at the people who came and went in a hurry, his expression tightened slightly.

Shang Qingmo got out of the car first, took the suitcase brought down by the driver, and looked at Shang Qiqi who got out of the car slowly.

"Let's go."

"Little uncle." Shang Qiqi stretched out his hand to grab Shang Qingmo's arm, "I can just go in by myself."

Shang Qingmo: "I'll help you check the luggage before leaving."

The grip on his arm tightened subconsciously, and finally loosened slowly.

When she was about to take back her hand, Shang Qingmo suddenly held her hand, and in her surprise, led her into the airport hall.

Shang Qiqi's palms were sweating, and he let her lead him all the way to the workbench.

Then listened to his words and took out the documents, and watched him finally put the suitcase on the conveyor belt.

The weight made him frown slightly.

The two of them finally walked to the electronic advertisement screen, Shang Qingmo frowned and asked her what she had brought?

Shang Qiqi shook her head, and said to herself: "Little uncle, happy engagement! I hope you and little aunt are happy."

Shang Qingmo's brows furrowed fiercely, the emotion that has been unnamed in her heart for the past few days is getting stronger now.

"Did you say that too early?"

Shang Qiqi suddenly threw herself into his arms, and tightly wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Shouldn't the parting words be a little more sensational?"

She closed her eyes tightly, then raised her head and looked at his eyes with a kind of resolute indifference.

Before Shang Qingmo could react at all, she raised her head and kissed his lips.