You Are My Unforgettable Love

Looking at the back of Shen Liangchuan, Qiao Lian was really depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

Say one more word, will you get pregnant?

If she goes to the villa at night, I don't know what crazy this man will be!

So ... whether to go?

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Shen Liangchuan stepped out of the private room and ran into Song Cheng, who just came over with a fruit platter.

When she saw Shen Liangchuan, she suddenly froze. "Why is it so fast?"

Shen Liangchuan didn't speak, and went forward with the script.

Song Cheng stepped up to follow, and the two entered the private room opened next to it.

Shen Liangchuan started to watch the script, and Song Cheng was idle. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "Brother Shen, if you're all right, can you go home?"

Shen Liangchuan looked at his watch. "Not in a hurry."

I just told her that I was very busy. If she went back now and went home by herself, wouldn't she be seen through?

Song Cheng: ...

Song Cheng sighed and looked carefully at the appearance of Shen Liangchuan, and found that although he was expressionless, the whole man was relaxed.

Knowing that he was in a good mood at the moment, he could not help asking all day long questions: "Brother Shen, what did you go to the hotel with Liu Mei last night? And you should not be photographed if you are so careful!"

When Shen Liangchuan heard this, his eyebrows lightened, and his eyes were not raised, and he casually said, "Not careful."

Song Cheng: "Will you be careful? Brother Shen, don't lie! You are intentional. Why is that?"

why?

Shen Liangchuan frowned unconsciously.

In fact, he didn't know why. When he walked out of the hotel where the director stayed with Liu Mei, he knew that there were reporters outside, but he didn't take any measures.

She picked up her phone and landed on the homepage of Bagua Daily. She saw the report of herself and Liu Mei, and she was still on the homepage. She must know such a big news, but from the report, to when they met just now, Nothing happens?

Shen Liangchuan frowned, threw the phone on the table, and continued to look down at the script.

The stranger's undisturbed appearance made Song Cheng shut his mouth.

Two hours later, Shen Liangchuan stood up and Song Cheng hurriedly asked, "Where to go?"

"Come back home."

When the car drove into the villa, Shen Liangchuan looked at the second floor and was still black.

He frowned and walked into the living room, but Mr. Li greeted him.

Shen Liangchuan undressed and looked silently without seeing her figure.

Instead of going upstairs, he went to the sofa and sat down with the script.

After a while, the landline at home suddenly rang, and heard the voice of Mr. Li's housekeeper: "Miss Qiao?"

Shen Liangchuan's ears suddenly stood up, but his face remained indifferent.

"Ah, sir is home, watching the script ~"

"Sir busy?"

Li's housekeeper turned his head, and Shen Liangchuan put the script on the coffee table and made a leisurely look.

Housekeeper Li: "It's okay. I'm tired of watching the screenplay of the sir."

Shen Liangchuan: ... Which of your eyes sees me tired?

"Mood ... Still so, I can't tell whether my husband is in a good mood."

Shen Liangchuan: Li Yan, you don't look so good!

"Ah? OK, I see."

Hanging up the phone, Shen Liangchuan sat upright and continued to watch the script.

After a while, the steward Li carefully came together and brought him a cup of tea: "Sir, if you are tired, take a rest."