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When Shi Qingqiu's flight landed in City B, Wen Qinghan had already waited there early. The black BMW six-series was low-key and steady.

The crowd came and went in a hurry, but Wen Qinghan was like a person from outside the world who could not be disturbed. He was surrounded by coldness that was a bit repellent from thousands of miles away. It not only drew people's sight, but did not give his gaze to anyone.

Shi Qingqiu took off his mask and turned his head to say something to Yang Xiao. Wen Qinghan greeted him and put Shi Qingqiu's suitcase in the trunk, frowning when he returned to the car door. Shi Qingqiu smiled, turned his head and said to assistant Yang Xiao: "A Xiao, you go back, I will go with my friend."

It's this ice cube face again.

Yang Xiao sneered, but smiled on her face, and said to Shi Qingqiu: "Okay, sister, I'm gone." She waved her hand and pulled her suitcase to leave.

Shi Qingqiu glanced at Wen Qinghan helplessly, and didn't know what to say. Wen Qinghan didn't like to talk too much, and it was even more difficult to talk to people he didn't know.

"Let's go." Wen Qinghan said lightly, opening the door and entering the driver's seat.

Shi Qingqiu walked around the front of the car, opened the front passenger's door to sit in, fastened the seat belt, and drove out slowly.

Shi Qingqiu turned his head to look at Wen Qinghan, remembering the scene just now, and couldn't help but smile.

"Qingqiu, what are you laughing at?" Wen Qinghan looked straight ahead, his beautiful thin lips opened and closed up and down.

"It's nothing, something not worth mentioning." Shi Qingqiu turned his head to look out the window, his gaze gradually wandering, and then looked at it with the look of Wen Qinghan reflected on the car window.

She and Wen Qinghan have known each other since childhood, and she can't remember when she first met Wen Qinghan. I just remember that Wen Qinghan has always been so few words in his impression. Even in his carefree childhood, Wen Qinghan could hardly blend into the lively atmosphere.

It's not that there is no one in the dark. Some people take the initiative to meet and interact with Wen Qinghan. These people are very polite, but they can't integrate into a large group. Because of this, some people who have never interacted with Wen Qinghan have gradually heard such remarks as "Wen Qinghan looks down on people" and "Wen Qinghan has a bad temper."

In fact, Wen Qinghan was just not enthusiastic. Just like Yang Xiao just now, because Wen Qinghan always looks cold and lonely and uncomfortable, Yang Xiaocai has never taken the initiative to speak to Wen Qinghan.

If Yang Xiao greeted Wen Qinghan, he would definitely find that Wen Qinghan was cold, but not rude.

Thinking of this, Shi Qingqiu smiled again, this is also Wen Qinghan's temperament. Being able to maintain one's original temperament in this society is already not easy. Wen Qinghan, who is not contaminated with the dust of the world, did not want to see any changes.

At this time, Wen Qinghan's voice suddenly floated over: "Qingqiu, Uncle Shi told me two days ago that I should have a meal in the past. I agreed and decided today."

Because of the tight schedule, Shi Qingqiu, although she also has a separate residence, will basically live with her parents when she comes back, so as not to see her several times throughout the year, she knew that it was Wen Qinghan who was going to their house tonight. time to eat.

The two families have brought them together for so long. If they knew that they were already married, they might be surprised that they couldn't close their lips together. After so long, why did you get married without talking about love?

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