Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

As soon as she mentioned it in one breath, Shang Qingmo seemed to have read her thoughts, and without giving her a chance to speak, she dragged her waist and walked upstairs.

How could Shang Qiqi let go of Han Jichi and walk alone like this, tried hard to stop on her toes, even pushed her body back in Shang Qingmo's arms, Shang Qingmo didn't change her face, and dragged looking at her.

"Let go of me!" She got angry and yelled at Shang Qingmo in a low voice.

Shang Qingmo didn't say anything, but led her upstairs with a sullen face.

Shang Qiqi grabbed the railing next to her, forcing Shang Qingmo to stop.

After tossing and tossing just now, she is panting tiredly now, but she still asks: "Why do you want to do this?"

Shang Qing Mo looked at her with deep eyes, "Shang Qiqi, you need to find out for me, he was the one who provoked me first."

"I know very well!" Shang Qiqi immediately said, "I'm his girlfriend tonight, you...you obviously didn't save him face by what you did!"

"Why should I save face for him?"

"Then, have you ever thought about the consequences of your actions tonight?!" Shang Qiqi's knuckles were white as she held onto the railing, her voice trembling slightly.

"Look at the eyes of those people downstairs, do you know what they are thinking now? Are you not afraid of any rumors spreading?"

Hearing this, Shang Qingmo turned his head slightly, and glanced sideways downstairs.

In the huge banquet hall, the lights are bright, and the cups of wine are intertwined. The guests are all in suits and leather shoes, with fragrant clothes and shadows on their temples.

At this moment, they are all looking at them in shock or doubt or inquiry.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled lowly.

He turned to look at her, the smile on his face made Shang Qiqi feel chills all over.

She only felt that the arm that had been around her waist exerted a little more strength, and she took another step closer to her.

Shang Qiqi's eyes widened, and her body involuntarily leaned towards the railing.

The distance between the two of them now, even if they were a hundred mouths closer, they would not be able to tell clearly.

"what are you doing?"

"I suddenly thought..." Shang Qingmo stared at her flustered face, and said in a low voice; "Why don't we just let them do what they want, how about fulfilling the big show they are curious about and looking forward to?"

Shang Qiqi was stunned, and looked at him incredulously, "Are you crazy?"

There were already whispers downstairs, and she could clearly hear voices questioning the relationship between the two.

She subconsciously looked towards Han Jichi.

If Shang Qingmo really wanted to do something, where would Han Jichi's face go?

Shang Qingmo was enraged by her actions.

Now, the first thing she thought of was worrying about Han Jichi.

He suddenly reached out and pinched her jaw, forcing her head back.

There was a low exclamation from downstairs.

Shang Qiqi's heart tightened, she impulsively pushed Shang Qingmo away, turned around and ran upstairs with her skirt in hand.

At this time, she didn't know what to do best, she only knew that staying away from Shang Qingmo was the most important thing.

She didn't know why he suddenly wanted to do something like that.

If it was put four years ago, she might not have so many worries, and she might even accept it happily.

But it's different now.

He has a fiancee, and she has a boyfriend.

More importantly, she no longer cared about him.

She didn't want to deny the fruits of her four years of absence.

"Sister Yaoyao!"

She couldn't stop the emotions of everyone downstairs now, and she didn't care about Shang Qingmo's reaction now, so she rushed upstairs with her skirt in her hands.

Seeing that the "good show" was not seen, Chi Yaoyao was a little disappointed, but she still stepped forward and gave Shang Qiqi a big hug.

"I've missed you so much these years! You are so amazing, no matter whether you left or came back, there is no news!"

Shang Qiqi quickly apologized, "I'm sorry..."

Chi Yaoyao snorted, "I'm sorry, you don't know, after you left, we were often tossed by your little uncle..."

"ah?"

Chi Yaoyao raised her hand and gave her a "bang chestnut" on the top of her head, "Isn't it just to find you?"

Shang Qiqi was surprised.

"But Grandpa Shang greeted us in advance, but he is really stingy..."

At this time, Qing Mo had already walked over with a cold face, "Don't you know how to avoid yourself when you speak ill of others?"

Chi Yaoyao held Shang Qiqi's arm, "Since you know that I'm talking bad about you, why don't you take the initiative to avoid it?"

Shang Qiqi admires Chi Yaoyao, and she still does so after all these years.

Shang Qingmo glanced at her coldly, Chi Yaoyao didn't even look at him any longer, and walked sideways with Qi Qi to the open VIP area next to her.

"Come on, tell us about your life over the past few years..."

Ye Qingqiu straightened up, glanced at the banquet hall downstairs where there were still constant discussions, slightly curled his lips, the corners of his eyes glanced at Shang Qingmo, and lightly landed on Shang Qiqi.

"Your boyfriend...looks pretty pathetic."

Shang Qiqi paused, glanced at the people around him, and then hesitated to say: "Can I call him up?"

"sure!"

"certainly……"

"sure……"

"cannot."

Among the voices of approval, there was only one cold and clear voice that stood out.

Know who it is without even thinking about it.

Shang Qiqi automatically ignored the voice, got up and walked out of the VIP area.

Shang Qingmo's face darkened to the extreme, and there were clusters of flames in his eyes, which were washed away with anger.

The rest of the people stared at his expression with interest.

Then he saw the man who had been silent for less than half a minute stand up suddenly.

*

Shang Qiqi walked directly downstairs holding the hem of her skirt, "Ji Chi!"

About to go down the stairs, Shang Qiqi softly called out to Han Jichi.

I thought tonight's play would probably end here, but I didn't expect that the heroine who had just rushed upstairs suddenly ran down again.

Han Jichi was surrounded by people talking, when he heard the voice, he looked towards her.

"Why did you come down so quickly?"

Shang Qiqi walked towards him with a smile, "You go up with me, they are all waiting for me to introduce you to them!"

However, Han Jichi's complexion suddenly darkened. Shang Qiqi watched suspiciously as he stretched out his hand towards him, and took a step forward. As a result, the wrist hanging on the other side was suddenly grabbed by someone.

She turned her head in surprise and saw Shang Qingmo with an angry face.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Qiqi..." Han Jichi yelled in a low voice, and Shang Qiqi and the others had already been held tightly around the waist by Shang Qingmo, taking her away forcibly even more than before.

Full of evil spirits.

There was chaos in the banquet hall.

The same thing happened one after another, even if they didn't want to doubt it, they had to doubt it.

It was no secret that Shang Qingmo was looking for the little niece who left suddenly.

A few years ago, there were rumors about the uncle and nephew.

Although Shang Qingmo's sudden engagement was a bit strange and blocked some people's mouths, but the departure of the little niece made people start to suspect again.

But as time went by, Pingcheng's rumors about this uncle and nephew naturally stopped.

Tonight, it is clear that this matter has not passed, and it has a tendency to ferment.

It seems that Pingcheng, which has just calmed down recently, has a new story.

*

Shang Qiqi was taken out of the banquet hall all the way, and she was still shocked and angry when she got into the elevator.

She struggled desperately, struggling hard.

She was exhausted and could not escape from Shang Qingmo's arms.

Recalling what happened just now under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shang Qiqi suddenly felt powerless, and her eyes couldn't stop turning red.

"What on earth do you want to do?!" She growled, her scalp was tense and numb, she had a vague answer in her heart, but she was so shocked that she dared not even think about it.

But despite everything, she now only feels that there is a ball of cotton stuffed in her chest.

"Why... have been having trouble with Han Jichi..."

Thinking that he was destined to be pointed out tonight, Shang Qiqi couldn't help but feel pain in his heart, the embarrassment he endured tonight was all thanks to her.

Shang Qiqi didn't realize that when she mentioned Han Jichi, the veins on Shang Qingmo's forehead suddenly tensed up, and the tears pooled in his eyes, shaking, "Why did he provoke you? You want to embarrass him like this?" ..."

With a "bang—" Shang Qiqi was suddenly pushed against the elevator car wall.

She screamed in pain when she was hit, and with a flash in front of her eyes, the man's tall and broad body suddenly pressed towards her.

The sternness full of anger magnified in her trance eyes, and pressed hard on her lips.

Shang Qiqi suffocated suddenly, her eyes widened to the extreme

The unfocused light couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but he clearly felt his anger in his fierce kiss.

The jaws were violently pried open, and they drove straight in, conquering the city and plundering the land...

His body was pressed tightly, and his strong arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, locking up all her chances of struggling.

Shang Qingmo's kiss seemed to vent, biting her lips several times, tearing at Shang Qiqi's trembling.

He was angry, but he still thought of the kiss she suddenly rushed at the airport four years ago.

That touch caused him to wake up suddenly for countless nights in the past four years.

She walks in a chic way, she has obtained everything, she has had it...

Selfish woman.

Shang Qingmo didn't let her go until the elevator stopped with a "ding".

But he didn't give her any chance to speak, he dragged her out of the elevator and stuffed her into his car.

Shang Qiqi didn't recover until the car sped out of the underground parking garage.

She instinctively pulled the seat belt to fasten it, thinking of what just happened, she closed her eyes hard.

In a panic, I couldn't find any clinging points.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and tightly held the seat belt in front of her. Her voice was as calm as possible, but still trembling.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"What do you say?"

"I don't know!" Shang Qiqi couldn't stand his reckless behavior, she growled angrily, "Why? What position do you put your fiancée in? How do you want me to face Han Jichi..."

"Shut up!" Han Jichi's name was like a bomb without a fuse, igniting immediately, "Don't mention him to me again!"

Shang Qingmo's words seemed to be crushed by teeth tens of thousands of times, "You don't need to face him again! You better give me that heart!"

There was silence in the carriage.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped suddenly.

Shang Qiqi turned her head to look at the familiar outline of the villa outside, and a layer of anger filled her chest again.

She didn't move a muscle.

In the end, Shang Qingmo got out of the car and walked in directly.

"You let me go! I won't go in!"

She struggled desperately, even though she had experienced his powerful confinement too many times tonight.

But apart from struggling and resisting, she couldn't be indifferent.

However, the man carried her all the way into the villa steadily, and under the servant's surprised eyes, carried her upstairs to her former room.

The room was clean, no change from when she left.

She thought that this journey was enough to make him relatively calm, but when he put her on the bed, then leaned over her and kissed her again, her panic reached the highest point tonight.

What scares her more than being in the elevator is the current location, and the fact that he has already penetrated into the hem of her clothes, and his warm palms are pressed against the skin of her waist without any barriers, and he tightened his grip again.

"Uncle..." Her voice was full of panic.

"En." Shang Qingmo responded to her, but the fingertips and the tip of the tongue seemed to have sparks, without any hesitation or pause.

Shang Qiqi nervously grabbed his hand, but he held it backwards by his side.

He finally stopped his movements and stared straight at him with downcast eyes, the emotion in his black eyes startled her.

"Don't you like me? Then let's be together, okay?"

"No..." Shang Qiqi shook his head, "Not good! Let me go!"

Shang Qingmo turned a deaf ear to her, and slipped her hand behind her, pulling the chain of the long skirt open.

"Nothing is bad, nothing is important that we are together all the time."

He still doesn't want to think about how she felt when she ran away without telling him.

That kind of panic, that kind of helplessness, that kind of remorse, tormented him every moment.

He never thought she would leave him.

He always felt that she should stay by his side obediently for the rest of her life.

The relationship between uncle and nephew is the only bond that connects them.

That's why he was very angry when she did something like that and wanted to break the bond.

It was she who wanted to sever the only link between them.

But this matter cannot be settled so easily.

She still, could only, stay by his side.

She wanted to maintain this uncle-nephew relationship, but he didn't want to.

This relationship does not allow them to be together forever, she wants to leave, she even wants to marry Han Jichi, sooner or later she will leave him to have children with other men, and spend the rest of their lives together.

how come?

"Uncle...Uncle, we can't..."

Shang Qiqi was never a match for this man.

Tears streamed down the corners of his eyes.

"Why?" Shang Qingmo kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked her softly, "Isn't this what you always wanted?"

"I don't want it now."

Shang Qingmo seemed determined to be gentle with her. Although the veins on his forehead showed his anger at the moment, he still said softly, "That's not okay, I want it."

"Little uncle, we can't...can you let me go?"

Shang Qingmo's kiss rolled over her cheeks, chin, and neck, "Not good."

Shang Qiqi closed her eyes in despair, "Then have you ever thought, what am I doing like this? Don't forget, you have a fiancée now, so what will you do to me if you do this?"

This statement seems to have worked.

Shang Qingmo really stopped moving.

Shang Qiqi slowly opened her eyes, and hurriedly retreated to the head of the bed with her messy skirt in her arms, tears streaming down her face.

Shang Qingmo sat up from the bed, with one leg bent on the bed, and her dim eyes fell out of the window.

Shang Qiqi looked at him nervously, wishing for Shang Qingmo's sanity to come back countless times in her heart.

It was just that he was too impulsive just now, as long as he calms down...

"I can..." The room was quiet for a long time before Shang Qiqi spoke softly, "I can pretend that what happened tonight never happened..."

Shang Qingmo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned his head to look at her, his black eyes filled with dark and cold light.

After a long time, he slowly stood up from the bed, and he seemed to have completely calmed down.

However, what he said next second did not make Shang Qiqi relax.

"I'll take care of this."

After saying this, he left.

The door was closed, Shang Qiqi was still in a daze.

So, what did he mean by that statement?

What is he going to do with it?

She thought about it for a long time, and she felt that it was impossible for any possibility.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the room, and a servant's voice came from outside the door.

"Miss."

Seeing her messy body, Shang Qiqi frantically opened the closet, pulled out a nightgown she left here a few years ago, put it on, and then went to open the door.

The servant didn't dare to raise his eyes right away. He didn't raise his head until he saw that she seemed to have changed clothes out of the corner of his eye, and handed her the tray in his hand.

"This is the supper that Mr. ordered to make for you."

Shang Qiqi did not have dinner tonight.

On the tray was a bowl of steaming beef noodles, with two eggs lying on it, and a lot of side dishes.

This is her favorite food.

The noodle restaurants around the school have always had a lot of ingredients, not much meat, but plenty of various dishes, which she has always coveted.

Once she was caught stealing a bag, and when she was caught, she insisted on eating it. He cooked it for her himself.

At the beginning, she was directing him to describe what was added to the noodle shop. Although he was very impatient, he added everything to her one by one.

Eyes are red, some memories seem to have been embedded in the genes, no matter how long it has passed, they will always be remembered inadvertently.

"Thanks."

She took the tray, and the servant smiled, "Mr. Shang cooked it himself."

Shang Qiqi was not surprised at all.

This way of eating is only known to him in this family.

After eating, Shang Qiqi wanted to take the tray downstairs, but just as he opened the door, he saw the servants guarding the door.

"I'll come." The servant quickly picked it up, "Miss, sir told you to finish your meal and go to bed early."

Shang Qiqi paused, "...can you lend me your phone, I want to open it."

The servant quickly lowered his head, "Sorry miss, I don't have a mobile phone."

Shang Qiqi frowned, "Then you lend me my uncle's."

"Mr. Shang...isn't at home."

Shang Qiqi felt more and more weird, turned around and went into the room to change into a simple set of clothes, and then opened the door, there was still someone guarding the door.

From a servant to two bodyguards in black.

Seeing her coming out, he reached out and blocked her way.

Shang Qiqi's expression darkened, "I want to go home."

The bodyguard said blankly, "Sir, this is your home."

Now, no matter how stupid Shang Qiqi is, she knows it.

She was imprisoned by Shang Qingmo.

"Where's my uncle?"

"Mr. has something to do, he asked you to rest early."

The bodyguard's attitude was blunt, and Shang Qiqi also knew that it would be useless if she really made a fuss.

What's more, she has tossed too many times tonight.

She returned to the room, without a mobile phone, without any communication or Internet equipment, she lay down on the bed full of unease, unable to think of what Shang Qingmo, who had always been calm and stable, and never made a mistake, would do.

It wasn't until the next day that I vaguely heard the noise coming from outside that I opened my eyes.

"Where's Qiqi?! Where did you take her?!"

Shang Yekun's distraught voice came from outside the window, she woke up suddenly and jumped out of bed.

Opening the window, only half of the figure of the old man rushing into the villa was seen.

She quickly turned around and opened the door to go downstairs, but was stopped again.

Shang Qiqi frowned fiercely, "Can't I just go downstairs?"

The bodyguard gave a serious look and said, "It's not convenient for you to go downstairs now."

"The person downstairs is my grandfather."

"Miss, wait a little longer."

*

Downstairs, as soon as Mr. Shang entered the room, a crutch was wrapped in a strong wind and fell hard on the side of Shang Qingmo's neck.

"Old man!" The old butler turned pale with fright, and hurried forward to hold his arm.

Shang Yekun was so angry that his body couldn't stand still, he supported his crutches with one hand, and pointed at Shang Qingmo with the other, his lips were trembling.

"Retirement? Are you... crazy?!"