Chapter 607 Sending Shen Qing Away

Lu Tingchuan walked to Shen Qing and stopped, looking at her sleeping face quietly. He couldn't sleep well, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

He stretched out his hand and placed it between her eyebrows. As soon as he placed it, Shen Qing suddenly opened her eyes and was frightened. She subconsciously dodged but forgot that she was on the narrow sofa. She rolled to the ground in a mess and her shoulder hit the coffee table with a loud noise, leaving a red mark immediately.

Shen Qing hugged her shoulders. Because of the pain, she woke up completely from her sleep and looked at Lu Tingchuan with red eyes.

"Mr. Lu, have you eaten?" The first thing she asked was whether Lu Tingchuan had eaten, and she was used to taking care of his body and mood.

Lu Tingchuan had eaten, but now he felt hungry for some reason.

“No.”

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Shen Qing ignored her tiredness and got up and went into the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for Lu Tingchuan.

Lu Tingchuan likes to eat clear soup noodles, sprinkle some chopped green onions and fry an egg on top. The noodle soup is golden yellow and has a refreshing fragrance, which makes people hungry just by looking at it.

"Mr. Lu, the noodles are ready, come and have some." It was just a small bowl of noodles, and I didn't know if Lu Tingchuan could be full. However, it was not advisable to eat too much at night, as it would make you sick and not good for your stomach.

Lu Tingchuan stared at the golden noodles on the table, picked up the chopsticks and started eating. The noodles were made by Shen Qing herself, they were chewy and not overcooked.

After taking one bite, he wanted to take a second bite. Shen Qing sat beside him and watched him eat quietly without saying a word.

The fried egg was eaten last, and the soup in the bowl was drunk up completely, leaving only a few chopped green onions in the bowl.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Lu."

Lu Tingchuan was stunned, and looked up at Shen Qing in surprise.

Shen Qing pursed her lips, her expression a little nervous and frightened. She tried hard to suppress her trembling and said carefully, "I know your birthday was yesterday and it's already passed, but I still want to personally wish you a happy birthday."

Lu Tingchuan's birthday was on August 19th, just yesterday, half an hour ago.

In fact, Shen Qingyou took the initiative to send him a text message yesterday morning asking if he would come back, but he was accompanying Li Yun at the time and ignored her.

No one has celebrated his birthday with him since his mother died. The Li family thinks he is a stain. Old Master Li knows his birthday but has never held a birthday party for him. He probably feels that celebrating it well for him would be unfair to his own grandson Li Jingshen. After all, he is an illegitimate child and his mother is a mistress who destroyed other people's relationships.

So... gradually he almost forgot his own birthday.

How long has it been since someone said "Happy Birthday" to him?

Only Shen Qing...only Shen Qing.

Lu Tingchuan couldn't describe how he felt right now. His heart felt sour, but his mouth felt sweet. But he couldn't deny that he didn't hate this feeling.

Lu Tingchuan pushed the chair behind him away and said, "Put the dishes away and wash them."

"Oh." Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief that Lu Tingchuan was not angry. When he was about to enter the kitchen with the bowl in his hand, he heard Lu Tingchuan's voice behind him.

"In the bag on the sofa in the living room is my gift for you. Take it up and see for yourself later."

Shen Qing was so startled that she couldn't react for a long time. When she turned around to look at Lu Tingchuan, he had already walked away.

After Shen cleaned the dishes, she wiped her hands again and again, making sure they were clean before going to the living room. Sure enough, there was a shopping bag on the sofa. She went over and opened it, and what caught her eye was a beautiful white dress.

It was the first time she had seen such a beautiful white dress, so she took it out and tried it on herself a few times.

A white dress. This time Lu Tingchuan didn't give her a red one.

Compared to red, Shen Qing prefers white. Does Lu Tingchuan know such a small thing?

Shen Qing held it in her arms, but quickly put it down for fear of wrinkling it, folded it carefully and put it in the shopping bag.

Shen Qing is really easy to coax. If you give her a little care and respect, she will forget all the unfair treatment she received before.

Shen Qing took the white dress back to the bedroom, but she was reluctant to wear it and hung it carefully in the closet. The sudden appearance of white dresses among a row of red dresses seemed so out of place.

Lu Tingchuan went upstairs. Half an hour had passed, and Shen Qing's words, "Happy birthday, Mr. Lu," were still echoing in his mind.

Yesterday was his birthday, but his subordinates didn’t know, his family didn’t know, his partners didn’t know, his friends didn’t know, and even his nominal fiancée didn’t know.

It’s true that if someone really cares about you, you don’t need to say much, she will remember it in her heart.

He felt a little hot, which was not a good sign. Lu Tingchuan went into the bathroom and took a cold shower. He shouldn't care about Shen Qing. Who was Shen Qing? He was just a toy for his entertainment, just a "dog" he trained. He shouldn't care about such things.

In Lu Tingchuan's life, he always cuts losses in time. If anything goes wrong, he will cut it off directly.

He knew that Shen Qing could not be kept. Even if she looked like Shen Zhichu, studied like him, cooked delicious meals, or took good care of people, he could not keep her.

It wasn't just the strange emotions in his heart, but also that Li Yun couldn't tolerate her.

The white dress I bought for her today can be considered as compensation for her. I will send Shen Qing to Li Jingshen some other day to keep him under control.

After all, Shen Qing and Shen Zhichu look so similar. It is possible that Li Jingshen really wants to keep her by his side to ease his lovesickness.

Mr. Li now dislikes Li Jingshen more and more. If he knew that there was a woman who looked like "Chen Zhichu" by his side, he would probably be furious and even more disappointed in him.

He could get rid of Shen Qing and cause more trouble for Li Jingshen, killing two birds with one stone.

The strange emotion in his heart gradually subsided. He shouldn't have such emotions. He swore that he would not become a person like his mother, throwing away his life for love, and he would not become Li Jingshen.

If someone knows there is a pit ahead and still jumps in, he is most likely a fool.

In this way, Lu Tingchuan slept all night with a worry on his mind. When he woke up in the morning, before six o'clock, he heard a banging sound in the kitchen. It was Shen Qing making breakfast.

She was wearing that white dress, which beautifully accentuated her slender waist. Her skin was already fair and tender, and the white color made her look even more fresh and refined, with an ethereal air, like an angel fallen into the world.

Hearing the voice behind her, Shen Qing turned around and saw that it was Lu Tingchuan. She immediately smiled brightly: "Mr. Lu, good morning."

"Breakfast will be ready soon, please sit for a while."

She was in a good mood now, and her voice was cheerful. Lu Tingchuan looked at her slender back, and for some reason he had the urge to go up and hug her.

Shen Qing brought breakfast to the table one by one. It was better to call it morning tea than breakfast, as it had everything you could want.

Looking at Shen Qing standing obediently by the wall, Lu Tingchuan waved at her: "Come here and eat with me."

This was the first time he asked Shen Qing to have dinner with him. It was the first time and the last time. After this morning, he would send her out.