C8 Who Is Fourth Young Master

Shen Yiqing staggered out of the car, as if she was afraid that Leng Qingyuan would go back on his word and run away from his car.

Leng Qingyuan's eyes turned dark.

Suspended! The throttle! The car sped away.

She didn't see the familiar silver sedan parked not far from where she was getting off. The people in the car had seen what had just happened.

Si Jiayu threw the cigarette butt out of his hand, then took out his phone to make a call …

As soon as Shen Yiqing entered the clubhouse, she saw Sister Qin talking on the phone, but her eyes were still sizing herself up.

She nodded and walked towards the changing room. However, she was stopped by Sister Qin.

Sister Qin handed her a slip of paper. She lowered her head and saw that it was a string of numbers. She raised her head and asked, "What?"

"You've been wrapped up again." Sister Qin was smiling, but she thought to herself that Shen Yiqing was really lucky to have two people who wanted to take care of her in just a few days.

"Bag?" She lowered her head and thought for a while before asking: "Is it Leng Qingyuan?"

"The other person said he's called Fourth Young Master."

"Fourth Young Master?" He searched through all his memories but couldn't find anyone who was related to the two words: "I don't know him."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know him, as long as he is willing to help you." Sister Qin placed her hand on Qing Qing's shoulder as if she was speaking sincerely, "Qing Qing, you've already lost a chance, now you have to grasp it well. Who in our line of work doesn't want to fight for a potential customer?"

She didn't want to! She only wanted to save enough money to save her father, then leave this city, find a place where no one knew them, live a happy life, and never get involved in any kind of conflict again.

She looked at the slip of paper lying quietly in her hand, clenching her fist tightly and kneading the slip of paper into a ball. She didn't want to become anyone's plaything.

"Yes, that's the room number of Golden Light Hotel." Sister Qin's voice drifted over, but Shen Yiqing stood there as if she didn't hear it.

No matter what, she still had to go to the hotel. She had to make it clear to the customer that she didn't want to be taken care of. She couldn't afford to make any mistakes before her father was out!

The first thing Shen Yiqing got from someone else was Leng Qingyuan.

With a pale face, he threw the phone out of his hand. The phone formed a parabola and perfectly shattered the wall.

Lighting a cigarette, the smoke was sparse, rising and dispersing.

This woman would rather find someone else to help her than agree to his request? Humph! Just like her father, she was just a cheap bone!

Smoke was thrown on the expensive carpet, and the smell of burnt carpet was pungent.

A big foot on the butt of the cigarette went out.

Mo Zhe entered the room and frowned as he covered his nose and mouth: "What smell?"

"What happened to the matter I told you to investigate?" Leng Qingyuan walked to the window and looked at the road in front of the mansion.

Mo Zhe took out the folder and opened its contents, "I've already followed your instructions. After you went to the Shen Family realm that day, our people immediately entered the Shen Mansion and looked through the things in Shen Yiqing's room. In the end …" Mo Zhe looked up at him and did not continue.

'Bang! ' Leng Qingyuan's punch landed heavily on the glass. With a sinister tone, he said, "Where did this old thing hide the evidence from?"

Mo Zhe adjusted his glasses and analyzed calmly, "It seems that Shen Feiteng is not as stupid as we thought. You wanted him to work for us at the price of marrying his daughter, but you didn't expect him to secretly leave us with a weakness. I thought he would leave the only evidence for Shen Yiqingli to implicate you once he entered the prison. "She doesn't seem to know that Shen Feiteng has a trick up his sleeve."

"Humph!" "How could someone like Shen Feiteng not make up his own mind?" If Shen Yiqing knew all of this, then all the encounters were not a coincidence, but purely purely a matter of hotel encounters and the drama of a night of trading. It was just a means for Shen Yiqing to get close to him so she could obtain evidence in favor of Shen Feiteng.

If she didn't know.

I turned my hand into a fist, how could she not know that she was Shen Feiteng's most beloved daughter.

In the room of Golden Light Hotel.

Shen Yiqing looked at the incredibly familiar face in front of her. She seemed to have lost all the strength in her body, and her body was on the verge of collapse.

Si Jiayu's face was as gentle as usual.

Fourth Young Master, Young Master Si, why didn't she think of that?

"You … "I already knew that." It was only after he spoke that he realized how painful it was to choke on his words.

Si Jiayu nodded. The gentleness on the corner of his mouth did not diminish. "I saw you that day to deal with the customers."

The obvious meaning was, when she thought about the encounter on the mountain road, she naively thought that it was fate, how could it be so coincidental? Under the dark lights of the mountain road, he parked his car beside her accurately.

"Qingqing." Si Jiayu stepped forward and placed his hand on her shoulder, but was dodged by Shen Yiqing.

"So you already knew." It turned out that she had always been like a clown in front of him.

"Qing Qing, I knew something had happened to Uncle Shen as soon as I got home. I've been looking for you. Your sister told your stepmother that you haven't been home since Uncle Shen's accident. I know you need money to bail out Uncle Shen."

"What else do you know?" Shen Yiqing felt chills all over her body, as if Si Jiayu's gaze was as cold as ice.

Si Jiayu went silent.

Shen Yiqing took a deep breath and tried to suppress her emotions. However, she realized that she couldn't do it. She really couldn't. She could do it to anyone but Si Jiayu.

Finally, she choked with sobs and said, "Young Master Si, I've come here today to tell you that I won't accept the support. Please take back your good intentions." Finally, when she had used up all her energy, she turned around and told herself that she had an explanation for this relationship.

Si Jiayu San took two steps forward and carried her in his arms. He leaned against her shoulder and muttered, "I don't blame you."

Shen Yiqing had been holding back her tears for a long time, and now she could no longer hold back her tears.

Si Jiayu turned her straight at him, but the gentleness on his face didn't change at all: "I don't blame you, everything is over. I'm back, you have me …"

Shen Yiqing shook her head with all her might. When she felt dizzy, she stopped, "Si Jiayu, ever since you knew everything was over, we had already finished."

"NO!" Qing Qing, we just started. "

Si Jiayu lowered his head and the gentle scent of a man lingered on the tip of his nose. Shen Yiqing raised her head and coincidentally touched his gentle eyes, making her miss him as much as when she was in university.

Her lips gently pressed down on her own, lightly tasting, slowly savoring the aftertaste …

She admitted that she was in love with this kiss, but she couldn't!

'Bang! ' A resounding slap landed solidly on Si Jiayu's face.