Chapter 109: You are cute

Shi Yang could actually take the Qin family driver's car to go to school, and he didn't have to take the car of the uncle and nephew. He just wanted to take the opportunity to get close to them.

But since Qin Qi said so, there was no reason for him to refuse.

The two got into the car one after the other. Shi Yang had just fastened his seat belt when Qin Zhao handed the bag in his hand to him.

There were boxes of milk and steamed buns inside, still steaming.

It looks like it was specially prepared for Shi Yang.

"I just don't have time for breakfast, thank you."

Shi Yang opened the straw and took a sip of milk, then picked up the soft and fragrant meat bun and took a bite, while out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the young man beside him who was about to start the car.

"Brother Qin Zhuo, you didn't get up early on purpose to send me to school, did you?"

Qin Qi paused for a moment, then slowly drove the car out of the underground garage. He then said calmly, "I just have something to do."

"What is it?"

"To help the teacher."

Shi Yang responded and continued to drink milk and eat buns.

Ten minutes later, the Porsche car stopped downstairs of the teaching building.

"Brother Qin Zhu, I'll go to class first."

Shi Yang was in a hurry to go to class, so he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Qin Qian, who had been silent, spoke at this moment:

"Last night."

"Um?"

Qin Zhuo tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles protruding, "You and my uncle."

Shi Yang understood as soon as he heard it. It must be that Qin Yelan, that big mouth, said something to Qin Qi.

"Uncle Qin couldn't sleep, so I told him a story last night to get him to sleep."

But as he was coaxing her, she fell asleep on the bed. He didn't know when Qin Yanchuan fell asleep.

Because he fell into a deep sleep the moment he touched the bed.

"Okay, let's not talk about that for now. I really have to go to school."

Qin Zhuo sat silently in the car, watching Shi Yang's figure run into the teaching building and disappear around the corner.

There was another silence. Qin Qi's brows gradually furrowed, and a complex look flashed in his dark eyes.

When does my uncle need Shi Yang to tell him stories?

Shi Yang quietly slipped into the classroom.

Bad news, the teacher called the roll before class.

Good news, Mu Ning raised his hand and shouted for him.

Shi Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "What about you?"

Mu Ning smiled shyly, "I was missed."

Shi Yang: "..."

Oh no, I was really moved.

If Mu Ning's father and stepmother say anything bad about him again in the future, he can take the initiative to apply to fight.

"Don't do that next time."

"Uh-huh."

However, most of the time Shi Yang didn't understand why Mu Ning was so nice to him.

"I've said it before, Xiao Yang, you're a good person, and..."

When Mu Ning said this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I think you are very cute, different from before."

"When I saw you before, I wanted to avoid you. Now I want to touch your head and pinch your cheeks."

After hearing this, Shi Yang was silent for a while, then leaned forward and said, "Then I'll give it to you once, but don't pinch it more than once."

Mu Ning was excited and immediately raised his hand to pinch Shi Yang's cheek. It felt really good.

【Ah 8, I really failed. 】

Shi Yang was feeling depressed. He didn't expect that he had been working diligently to maintain the original owner's arrogant and domineering personality, but Mu Ning had already seen through his inner self.

He is such a cute little boy. Even though he wears a mask all day long and pretends to be someone else, his true self still shows through his eyes, making him lovable.

System: [……]

Sometimes I really want to call the police.

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Qin Yanchuan didn't arrive at the company until ten o'clock in the morning.

From the moment I stepped through the door, I attracted the attention of all employees, especially the female employees.

Qin Yanchuan was still wearing a business suit with a long dark coat on the outside. He was tall, slender and upright.

However, unlike in the past, Mr. Qin was wearing a black mask today, covering most of his face, leaving only a pair of light-colored eyes exposed, and his cold brows became even deeper.

Just like a supermodel walking on the catwalk, she carries the wind with her every step.

Several colleagues who are on good terms with each other started chatting in a small gossip group.

[The chairman is still as handsome as ever today, but he looks different with a mask on]

[I want to pretend to fall and throw myself into his arms]

[Forget it, the chairman likes men, and I don’t know how many lovers he has had]

[Does Mr. Qin have a cold? Why is he wearing a mask all of a sudden? 】

"Master Qin, do you have a cold?"

Ye Yun came in to report on his work and asked this question to express his concern for his leader.

Qin Yanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the document that had just been delivered to him, without commenting on his assistant's question.

"Then you should take care of yourself and rest."

"Well, go get busy first."

"OK."

At noon, Shi Yang was eating the sumptuous lunch brought over by the Qin family's driver.

After dinner, he squatted in the grass near the cafeteria and found Senior Cat lying on the grass and sleeping in the sun.

He pulled out a small bag of cat food from his pocket and poured it on a large leaf. The senior immediately came over and started to eat it up with gusto.

While Shi Yang was touching his senior, he took out his cell phone and called Qin Yanchuan.

At that time, Qin Yanchuan had just returned from an inspection outside and was still in the car, with the driver and Special Assistant Ye sitting in the front.

Having been busy for most of the night and not getting enough rest last night, Qin Yanchuan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a nap until the personal cell phone in his pocket started vibrating.

He took out his cell phone and stared at the caller ID on the screen with slightly tired eyes. After a long while, he answered the call reluctantly.

The young man's clean voice, which seemed to be always full of energy, was transmitted to his eardrums through the power of the mobile phone:

"Uncle Qin, have you had lunch yet?"

Qin Yanchuan raised his hand and pinched his brows, and replied concisely: "Not yet, is there something wrong?"

Shi Yang continued to squat on the ground and stroked Senior Cat's head. "Nothing much, I just forgot to ask you this morning, did you sleep well last night?"

Hearing this, Qin Yanchuan inevitably thought of what happened last night, which was replaying in his mind in slow motion like a movie.

He pressed the joint of his index finger carelessly, his Adam's apple twitching silently, and after a long while he perfunctorily replied with a single syllable: "Yeah."

The man was wearing a mask, so his expression couldn't be seen.

Shi Yang touched Senior Mao's chin and said, "If you need anything next time, you can ask me to sleep with you and I will sing for you again."

Shi Yang's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it echoed in the quiet carriage, and the two people in the front row could vaguely hear it.

Ye Yun vaguely heard the words "sleep with me" and his hand slipped, nearly dropping the phone.

He raised his hand and pushed up his glasses, looking at his nose and his heart, pretending that he heard nothing.