"Bastard girl?
You say I'm a scumbag?
Ha! But I have principles!
I never forced anyone..."
Shen Qingli was leaning on the balcony with a glass of champagne in her jade-like hand. Her black long dress tightly outlined her perfect figure, and the deep V design revealed her white collarbone and proud roundness.
She is elegant, charming, mysterious and sexy, attracting the attention of men around her.
At this moment, she was watching the young man in front of her accusing her with great interest, with a hint of smile in her tone.
"Shen Qingli, do you still have feelings for me? You said you loved me this morning, so why are you getting engaged tomorrow?"
The boy looked no more than eighteen years old, tall and thin, with a head of black hair draped somewhat messily over his shoulders. He was exceptionally handsome, with skin as white as snow.
But when his gentle eyes looked at the smiling Shen Qingli in front of him, a look of pain welled up in them.
"Qian, don't worry, even after getting engaged, your sister will still love you."
Shen Qingli slowly put down his wine glass and hugged the boy, who was a little out of control, into his arms.
The familiar scent of lily of the valley and the warm embrace made Qi'an feel a little relieved. He raised his head and looked at the still gentle person, tears welling up in his starry eyes.
"Sister Qingli, please don't abandon me, okay? Don't get engaged, okay?"
The boy's low and hoarse voice of pleading was moving, and Shen Qingli's hand gently brushed across his face.
Looking at him pitifully, her beautiful eyes curled up slightly.
"Be good and listen. The engagement is the will of my family. I have you in my heart and I will never abandon you."
"real?"
The young man was delighted to hear this. He quickly covered Shen Qingli's hand with his hand and felt a little relieved.
"Really, more real than real gold!"
Shen Qingli assured softly, a faint smile appearing on her beautiful face.
Qi'an was moved by her sincere eyes and buried his head in Shen Qingli's arms again.
"Butler Xu, send Qi'an back."
She patted Qi'an's shoulder gently, and then gave instructions to the man in a suit standing beside her.
"Yes, Miss!"
Xu Yan stepped forward respectfully, his expression unchanged, having long been accustomed to the scene before him.
He was adopted by the Shen family since he was a child. Because of his excellent work ability and loyalty to the Shen family, he was arranged by Shen Qingli's father to take care of her.
The Shen family not only has numerous industries in Kyoto, but also has many unknown business secrets. Therefore, the financial resources of the Shen family are no longer comparable to those of ordinary wealthy people.
Shen Qingli has two older brothers who are equally outstanding. One is in politics and the other in business. Both of them have made a name for themselves on their own.
Shen Qingli is the daughter of the Shen family's head who was born in his old age. She is regarded as the apple of his eye. Her net worth exceeded 10 billion when she was 18 years old.
Because the head of the Shen family had already transferred many assets to her name, of course this was just her coming-of-age ceremony when she turned eighteen!
Shen Qingli is beautiful and very intelligent, but she has a problem that gives her whole family a headache.
That is, she likes good-looking boys. From kindergarten until now, Shen Qingli is now in her twenties, and she has fallen in love with countless people, either openly or secretly.
Other celebrities and noble ladies like to buy bags or jewelry, but she only collects handsome men.
Of course, as she herself said, although she is a scumbag, she is very principled. Everyone who left her either cried their hearts out or praised Shen Qingli's good points in every way. Until now, no one has come out to say anything wrong about her.
"Master Qi'an, please!"
"Sister Qingli, I will miss you."
Seeing Butler Xu coming, Qi'an stood up reluctantly. There were tears hanging in the corners of his handsome eyes, which made people feel pity for him.
"Butler Xu, give Qi'an the keys to the white sports car in my garage. Also, give Qi'an an extra three million for his overseas study expenses, and hire a senior caregiver to look after his hospitalized grandmother."
Shen Qingli reached out to wipe away the tears from Qi'an's eyes, then turned to give instructions to Butler Xu.
"Sister Qingli, you are so kind..."
Qi'an looked at Shen Qingli with gratitude, and his heart felt as sweet as honey.
He grew up in a poor family and only met Shen Qingli through a part-time job. After he got to know Shen Qingli, his life changed dramatically.
Who made Shen Qingli not only beautiful but also gentle and considerate? Every time she encountered difficulties, she would let Butler Xu arrange it without her having to say a word.
He once thought that he might have saved the world in his previous life, but as time went on, he realized that he was just like a work of art in her collection, and he was just looking at it.
But what? He couldn't leave Shen Qingli anymore!
"Be good and obedient. After we get engaged tomorrow, I'll accompany you to visit colleges abroad."
"good!"
Qi'an nodded obediently, and the fear in his heart when he first came here also disappeared.
"By the way, I've prepared a black card for you in the villa. Consider it my gift for your 18th birthday. You can drive your parents around and have some fun, but don't save money for me. I have plenty. If you don't have enough, just ask Butler Xu directly, okay?"
Shen Qingli pressed her red lips against Qi'an's cheek, and spoke with a smile on her face.
"Sister Qingli...I'm not doing this for money..."
"Good boy, Qi'an, I understand. I love you, so I want to give you the best! And that little bit of money is nothing to me, so don't feel any burden, okay? Otherwise, I'll be heartbroken."
Shen Qingli had drunk a little wine, so her face had a light blush, and when she opened her red lips, she was full of charm.
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