The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Perhaps it was the same as the previous few days, without any expression.

Seeing Aunt Zhao's anxious look, Shen Zhiyu rubbed his eyebrows: "Okay, I'll go there."

Aunt Zhao laughed at once: "Thank you so much!"

Shen Zhiyu patted Yang Shao on the shoulder: "I will be back soon."

I don't know if it was addressed to Yang Shao or to whom.

Shen Zhiyu got up from the sofa, took a coat, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and looked towards Xia Beiqian who was sitting at the dining table, only to see that the boy was indifferent. His face was profiled, with long eyelashes drooping, covering all the emotions in his eyes.

Shen Zhiyu opened the door and walked out.

At the same time, Xia Beiqing put down his chopsticks.

Aunt Zhao walked over immediately and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Xia Beiqin did not respond, and the wheelchair turned towards the room. Yang Shao also got up from the sofa and followed him.

When he came to the room, Yang Shao closed the door and said unintentionally, "Aunt Zhao, is she planning to introduce her niece to Mr. Shen?"

Xia Beiqing sat in front of the French window, watching the branches withered and withered outside the window, as if he hadn't heard Yang Shao's words.

Autumn is bleak, and winter is almost here.

Yang Shao walked to Xia Beiqing, bent down, and asked very directly: "Aren't you jealous when you see Mr. Shen going to meet another girl?"

Xia Beiqin glanced at Yang Shao, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper.

——It has nothing to do with me.

Yang Shao pulled a chair and sat down, propped his head with his hand, and stared at Xia Beiqin with a smile, "Is that right? If Mr. Shen really thinks Aunt Zhao’s niece is good, he is willing to try to get along with her. What?"

Xia Beiqing still had no expression, writing on the paper.

——Whether he is in love and marrying with a girl or looking for another man, as long as he returns to a normal life, there is no need to waste time on me.

Yang Shao was stunned, but in the end he didn't say anything, and changed the subject: "Okay, let's start today's consultation."

Near noon, Shen Zhiyu came back.

Aunt Zhao stood at the door, looking behind Shen Zhiyu, only to see that he was alone.

"Hey? Where's the girl, didn't you come back with you?"

Shen Zhiyu looked at Aunt Zhao and said, "I have already made it clear to her, and also booked her air ticket for her to go back."

After a pause, Shen Zhiyu solemnly said to Aunt Zhao: "Trouble you not to do this again in the future."

Aunt Zhao apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, it's all my fault. I will never do this again in the future."

Shen Zhiyu said nothing, stepped into the door, and happened to see Yang Shao coming out of the room.

Yang Shao smiled and joked: "Did you bring that little girl back?"

Shen Zhiyu was not in the mood to joke at all: "Well, it's over?"

Yang Shao nodded: "He said he was tired, so it ended early. Oh, yes, I have two prescriptions. You can go to the pharmacy to buy him two kinds of medicine."

Yang Shao took out two prescriptions from the briefcase and handed them to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu took it, said thank you, and personally sent Yang Shao out.

——

Ye Country, the villa.

Several guards guarding the gate were chatting.

"Yeah, there was a yelling sound suddenly, we rushed in, nothing happened."

"The king seems to be frightened by something. This is the first time I saw him frightened like that."