Chapter 84 How

Yuan Qingqing looked at Pei Qianheng, whose face was sprayed with tea by her.

She was really about to cry!

Scared!

With this kind of water spray, thousands of years ago, ant nests had to be heated with hot oil!

Now, her vase is about to be shattered to pieces.

Pei Qianheng felt that Yuan Qingqing was so scared that it looked like the ashes of all his ancestors were about to be scattered by him.

He calmly took the paper and wiped his face.

"It's OK."

Yuan said lightly with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Pei Qianheng: "It's okay, just wash your face."

Not wanting to scare her, Pei Qianheng deliberately said, "I was too busy this morning and haven't washed my face yet."

Yuan Qingqing: ...

Not afraid anymore.

But I kind of want to laugh.

After wiping his face, Pei Qianheng looked up at Yuan Qingqing, saw her stealing glances at him, and then quickly looking away.

He did not continue with the previous topic.

"Are you interested in antiques?"

When it comes to antiques, Yuan Qingqing is no longer afraid and nods vigorously: "Yeah, I like it very much."

That's not the reason for interest.

Rather, they are all her masters and her relatives.

She wanted to find them.

"Do you know where they are?"

"I want to take a look."

Pei Qianheng thought about it and decided to bring up the fact that I have a friend.

"Well, I have a friend who has these antiques passed down from his ancestors."

She was so scared even though he didn't reveal his identity.

If his identity as an emperor were exposed, would she be so scared that she would commit suicide?

Yuan Qingqing raised her eyes and glanced at Pei Qianheng again: ...

Inherited from ancestors?

You are just like these antiques, an antique passed down from your ancestors.

"Well, I want to meet your friends."

Pei Qianheng felt that he seemed to have miscalculated again.

“He’s not in the country.”

"oh."

Yuan Qingqing just believed it.

"So, I will contact my friend once every three days."

"If you want to know something, just come to my house every three days and ask me once."

Yuan Qingqing didn't believe Pei Qianheng's lies, but she didn't dare to reveal that she was the blue and white porcelain vase.

After all, she herself was Pei Qianheng's burial object.

"good."

Yuan blinked gently and asked Pei Qianheng: "Can I see the real body of this blue and white porcelain vase?"

She also pointed out a cake made from a blue and white porcelain vase.

When she woke up, she was no longer a bottle, but a person.

She really wanted to know, why?

And where did the original body's soul go?

She wanted to return to her original form as a vase, and also wanted to find her original soul so that she could return.

Pei Qianheng: "Okay, I'll take you to see it some other day."

Yuan Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

I was no longer that afraid of Pei Qianheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Pei."

Pei Qianheng looked at Yuan Qingqing with shining eyes and had a strange feeling, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Yuan Qingqing felt a little embarrassed when he looked at her.

The fear that had just disappeared came back again.

"Um...can I go home now?"

It sounds like he was being detained.

Pei Qianheng thought it was quite cute and nodded in agreement.

Yuan Qingqing quickly picked up the cake and ran away.

That little figure still ran as fast as a rabbit.

The bodyguard who locked himself in a small room finally had time to come out.

He was even more anxious than Pei Qianheng: "How is it, how is it?"

"How's the communication with Miss Yuan going? How's the progress?"

"How far have you come?"

"You can hold my hand..."

Have you hugged, kissed, married, had children, and named them?

In the end, he swallowed back these words because of Pei Qianheng's cold eyes.

"Why are your clothes wet?"

The bodyguard noticed that the collar of Pei Qianheng's clothes was wet.

Pei Qianheng: "She was scared, she sprayed."

The bodyguard clapped his hands happily: "Awesome, this is an indirect kiss."

Pei Qianheng glanced at the bodyguard indifferently.

The bodyguard smiled ingratiatingly, then quickly lowered his head.

"If you had been so proactive ten years earlier, I wouldn't be single until now."

Pei Qianheng joked.

Bodyguard: "You wouldn't have met Miss Yuan even ten years ago."

The sooner you meet him, the sooner you will fall in love with him.

His bodyguard is not completely useless and has remained single until now.

…

Yuan Qingqing carried the cake and returned home with a heavy heart.

As she passed the kitchen door, there was a sudden shout and a figure appeared in front of her.

A ghost face enlarged in front of her and scared her.

"Are you surprised...ah!"

Meng Yusi had just spoken when he was hit by a fist.

He roared: "Little tea rabbit!"

Yuan gently pulled the corner of his mouth: "Meng Yusi, you are sick, hiding and scaring me."

Meng Yusi covered his eyes and said, "I'm here to give you a surprise."

"You're frightening."

Yuan Qingqing wanted to kick him away.

She quickly looked down at the cake. Fortunately, she held it steadily and did not break it.

Yuan glanced at Meng Yusi lightly: "You just got here? What are you doing here?"

"Yes, I must have something to ask you."

Seeing that she cared so much about the cake, Meng Yusi covered his beaten eye and noticed that the cake was in the shape of a blue and white porcelain vase.

It’s the blue and white porcelain vase that is Yuan Qingqing’s avatar in her live broadcast room.

"Did your neighbor give you this cake? Or was it given to you by science or metaphysics?"

Yuan Qingqing: "Neighbor."

Meng Yusi chuckled and put down his hand happily.

"Then I was one step ahead of science being metaphysics this time."

"I found a photo of the blue and white porcelain vase and I know where it is."

Yuan Qingqing took the cake and sat down on the sofa: "Where is it?"

He Wanbai noticed that one of Meng Yusi's eyes was black, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with your eye?"

It wasn't there just now.

Meng Yusi answered her: "I was hit by a rabbit."

Then he sat down in front of Yuan Qingqing: "How about I take you to see it on Saturday?"

"Wait until Saturday?"

"Can't it be now, right now, immediately?"

Yuan Qingqing was extremely anxious.

Meng Yusi: "The host is not here, I just moved my dead grandfather to make an appointment."

Mrs. Meng's name is Li Shi.

Grandpa Li was a founding hero and has great gratitude towards us.

So I can make a request to the above.

Even if he is a serial killer, as long as his dead grandfather is mentioned, he can be spared the death penalty and live a life of luxury.

So when his father knew that he had to use this favor just to see a broken bottle.

His father was so angry that he chased him with a feather whisk all day long, calling him a disobedient son.

His mother was even more cruel. She took a baseball bat and beat his father up.

She said that her relationship with the Li family was none of his business, a guy named Meng, and she wanted him to intervene and discipline her son.

In short, after his father cheated on his wife, the two of them had become enemies.

Meng Yusi told Yuan gently about this matter.

"You can't waste such a big favor of mine."

Yuan Qingqing just received a message from Pei Qianheng.

[Buried with the dead: I'll pick you up on Saturday to see the bottle.]

She gave the note.

All are Saturdays.

Yuan Qingqing glanced at his phone, then looked at Meng Yusi.

Are you looking at the same bottle?

Never mind.

Let's make a date.

Save time.

If you are not looking at the same bottle, you can just change to another location without having to make another appointment.

Yuan Qingqing replied to Pei Qianheng with an OK expression.

He also agreed to Meng Yusi: "Okay, then Saturday."

Meng Yusi immediately became happy, and his smile was brighter than the sun.

He also deliberately challenged the idea that science is ultimately metaphysics.

[I'm going on a date with Little Tea Rabbit. So what if you're the top guy on the list? I'm close to you so I'll get the upper hand.]