797. Chapter 797



Flight from Beijing to France, first class.

Xu Lizhi couldn't calm down at all. He read the business plan for a long time, but he couldn't bear it anymore and closed it with a snap.

There was an unclear emotion in the boy's silver-gray eyes. He picked up the phone beside him and unlocked it.

[Help me investigate someone.] A reply popped up in the dialog box: [Master, please tell me.] Xu Lizhi continued to type: [Beijing City, Chaohe District, male, about 18 years old, high school student, currently living in a residential area...] Before this message was sent out, Xu Lizhi deleted it word by word and changed it to:

[No thanks.] [Okay, Master.] Xu Lizhi put down his phone in annoyance.

never mind.

People who live in such ordinary places are just ordinary people.

What's there for him to care about?

For a moment, Xu Lizhi felt that he was making a big deal out of nothing.

But when he calmed down a little, he couldn't help but replay the scene he saw in his mind -

Sheng Yi also said.

Ever since the cruise ship accident, Sheng Yuan's temperament has changed drastically.

But he saw clearly that she was walking beside the boy and playing the childish game of hopscotch. It had been a long time since she had shown such a comfortable and relaxed expression.

Thinking of the unpleasantness of parting with Sheng Yuan.

Xu Lizhi was indeed upset by Sheng Yuan's words, but now that he was no longer angry, he wanted to ease the atmosphere between the two of them, so he picked up his phone again and found the contact on the conversation interface: [I was in a bad attitude just now, I apologize to you, I'm on the plane, I'll do well in the exam.] There was no reply for a long time.

Xu Lizhi glanced at the time.

At this point, she should be ready to rest.

* Sheng Yuan came out of the bathroom.

The huge gray wolf had been squatting at the door for a long time. When he saw Sheng Yuan coming out, he immediately picked up the dry towel next to him and handed it to her.

Sheng Yuan rubbed the gray wolf's furry head, took the towel, wiped her hair with one hand, and reached for the phone on the table.

There is new news.

Shi Yan: [What do you want to eat tomorrow?] Sheng Yuan ordered a few dishes.

Sheng Yuan raised an eyebrow: [Are you guarding the screen?] Shi Yan:

[No.] [I’m doing my homework, and my phone has the always-on function turned on.] Sheng Yuan: [Oh.] Normally, the topic should end here.

Sheng Yuan was about to put down her phone.

Shi Yan: [I made a dessert.] Sheng Yuan: [What.] Shi Yan sent a picture.

Sheng Yuan clicked on it and saw a photo of a small round Basque cake.

It's raspberry-flavored Basque.

The burnt green Basque is topped with a layer of pink raspberry mousse cheese.

It looks soft and delicious.

Sheng Yuan was a little surprised: [When did you make it?] Shi Yan: [In the afternoon.] Sheng Yuan: [Why did you suddenly think of making this?] Shi Yan: [For you.] Sheng Yuan: […You’re just saying it now.] The dialog box was silent for a while, and then Shi Yan replied:

[I saw in the tutorial that Basque needs to be refrigerated for four hours after making it for the best taste. I wanted to give it to you after the walk.] But before the walk was over, Xu Lizhi appeared, and Sheng Yuan followed him and left.

Sheng Yuan didn't tell Shi Yan who Xu Lizhi was who came to see her, and Shi Yan didn't ask.

If she wanted to say something, he would listen, but if she didn't intend to say anything, then he wouldn't care.

Sheng Yuan’s favorite dessert is raspberry-flavored Basque, no doubt about it.

She was in a better mood and replied: [Then I will come to eat tomorrow.] Tomorrow is the weekend.

Shi Yan: [Okay.] * The next day.

Sheng Yuan was about to go out when an uninvited guest appeared downstairs.

The man was dressed in a suit and looked humble.

He is Sheng Feng’s secretary general.

Seeing Sheng Yuan, he smiled slightly and said, "Ms. Sheng Yuan, please go back to Xiangyang District. The elders of the Sheng family have something to ask you and are waiting for you."


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