Chapter 39: Tonight, be my female companion!

"..."
There was a faint chuckle in the darkness, and then she heard his answer
"So you think the villa you live in now, how many times I robbed the bank before I can afford it?"
Shi Qing flatly said, "If you are injured, don't let outsiders know unless you do something bad. Either you are doing illegal business!"
Anyway, I have asked, and I am not afraid of breaking the casserole and asking the end.
Her voice trembled, but overall she was calm.
As soon as the voice fell, a whistling sound suddenly came from my ear, and the loud voice approached directly.
Then, trapped her in the bed.
Li Beixun looked at her condescendingly, his black eyes were deep, and his tone suddenly sank, "You have been in Emgrand for so long. It shouldn't be difficult to find out that I am actually manufacturing and selling drugs, and I am forced to be a prostitute and kill people without blinking. Overall, Just do no evil, right?"
"..."
The heartbeat stopped for a moment.
It's scary.
Shi Qing pressed her lips tightly, and Xin Yiyi looked at him with the dim light on the bedside, thinking about the truthfulness of his words.
In a moment, she found her voice, "I...do I know too much?"
"Well," Li Beixun said coolly, "So, if you want to save your life, you must listen to me next and help me keep a secret."
"..."
Shi Qing felt like she couldn't get off after getting on the thief ship.
But she still has a sense of unreality--
How can a bad person admit the evil things he has done so easily? Is this man fooling her again?
But if he was doing serious business, how could he get a gunshot wound? It's really puzzling...
Before I could understand, Li Beixun had let go of her, "I'm hungry."
"There is porridge at the head of the bed."
"Go down and eat."
Anyway, my daughter already knew that she was back. With the hydrangea's oriole-like sex, the entire villa should now know that he was back. If it does not appear, it is suspicious.
"Oh."
Shi Qing went to his room to find clothes and handed them to him, but she flashed into the bathroom herself, and she wandered until he started urging, and then she came out.
In the cool late autumn, Li Beixun wore a gray shirt and a black sweater with thin cashmere. His lower body was still black trousers with straight ironing. He looked nothing strange except his face paler.
Still that handsome and noble appearance.
Shi Qing also sneaked into the cloakroom and changed her clothes. When she came out again, she wore a white fleece sweater with a wide one-shoulder design, revealing her slender and delicate collarbone. The bottom was still black pencil pants. Whiteboard shoes.
The unchanging collocation, outlines a looming beautiful curve, but... suddenly makes people feel very attractive.
Li Beixun's gaze paused slightly at her neckline and became a little deeper, then moved away without a trace, "Let's go."
"Ok."
When she arrived at the restaurant, Qing realized that the two guys had already finished their breakfast and went to school because of the time she had been upstairs.
The butlers are also busy in the garden.
Li Beixun directly sat in his usual position, opened the Caijing Times in front of him, and said lightly, "Go and call the butler in and let the chef come over and prepare breakfast again."
Shi Qing did not go immediately, but glanced awkwardly at the gilt wall clock on the wall of the restaurant
It's already ten o'clock.
Ask the kitchen to cook breakfast again, okay?
She thought for a while, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen.
Li Beixun never looked up, hearing the footsteps drifting away, thinking that she had gone according to her instructions, so he didn't care.
When a pot of instant noodles appeared in front of him, he realized something was wrong, "Where's the cook?"
"No call." Shi Qing looked in the cupboard and found a few packets of instant noodles hidden in the corner.
This is the fastest breakfast, and she often cooks this.
But Li Beixun put down the newspaper, obviously disliked this so-called "breakfast."
He reached out to press the service bell on the table, planning to call the butler over.
Shi Qing frowned, "You don't want to eat? What a pity."
Li Beixun paused gently when he reached half of his palm, and looked at her sideways, "What a pity?"
"This is the instant noodles cooked with my exclusive secret recipe, which is different from ordinary instant noodles. I put a lot of ingredients!"
Shi Qing wasn't asking for credit, but she just felt that she couldn't waste food.
Although she finds instant noodles in Li's cupboard, she feels incredible, but she can't get rid of it.
But what she never expected was that Li Beixun actually retracted his hand to ring the bell when she said this.
After a while, she heard something that made her unbelievable--
"Then you go get the bowls and chopsticks."
...
At the same time, in a classroom of the kindergarten large class, it was in the position by the window.
Li Yunjin looked out the window sadly with his face in his hand, calculating the time he can go home from school...
Hydrangea gently pulled the corner of his clothes beside him, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Hey..." Li Yunjin sighed deeply, then turned his head and said in his sister's ear, "I had a terrible nightmare last night. I dreamed that the instant noodles we hid in the kitchen cabinet were two big The mouse ate it. You, shouldn't it come true..."
...
After a breakfast of instant noodles, Li Beixun put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Even when eating instant noodles, he moved gracefully throughout the whole process without saying a word.
It's full of ritual as if eating a Manchu banquet.
Shi Qing looked a little dazed by the side.
Li Beixun picked up the napkin, gently pressed the corner of his mouth, and then drew a bank card with a special logo from his wallet and pushed it in front of Shi Qing.
"???" She was confused, not knowing what he was going to do, "I didn't buy instant noodles. You don't need to pay me."
"...Do you think that a few packages of instant noodles need to be used in this kind of global limit. The credit line is the black gold card of a skyscraper in Manhattan, USA? What is your instant noodles made of?" Li Beixun lightly mocked.
Shi Qing was embarrassed, "Then you are..."
"Don't wear black and white to look like a panda all day long. Go to the mall to buy a set of clothes and dress yourself up."
She suddenly became angry: "How do I dress is my freedom?!"
You are like a panda, your whole family is a panda!
"Well, it is." Li Beixun did not refute her, but raised his head and looked at her.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss, too oppressive.
But Shi Qing still forced herself not to bow her head, and even quietly reached out her hand, pinched the hem of her clothes, and wiped the cold sweat from her hands layer by layer...
Finally, his thin lips lifted lightly to break the deadlock: "So, do you buy or not?"
The tone is very gentle, as if discussing with her gently.
"……buy."
In the end, she was defeated. There were so many grass-and-mud horses in her heart that she could organize the Olympic Games, but she did not dare to show it, but silently took the card.
Shi Qing felt that she had learned something about what is called Mianli Zangzhen.
"Well, find a makeup artist after you buy it, and then wait for me here."
"What are you waiting for?"
Li Beixun stood up, a touch of laziness in his cold voice, "Tonight, be my female companion."
Shi Qing: "..."
Female companion is a word full of ambiguous colors.
But when the word came out of Li Beixun's mouth, Shi Qing was only certain--
He needs her to help him cover tonight, and it should be an important occasion.
This made her instantly full of pressure, "Can I—"
"No." Li Beixun got up, picked up the jacket on the back of the chair, "The code for the card is..."
After watching him spit out a series of numbers, Shi Qing walked straight out of the restaurant.
Banana, you banana! ! !
If she refuses, he can't even finish it!
It's just perfect!
She squeezed the card in a complicated mood, she went back to the room, took her backpack, and then went out.
………
The shopping plaza in the city center has been the most sought after place by the city's ladies in the past decade.
Because there are many big names here, the service attitude is also first-class.
There are often more waiters than customers in every luxury store, and they will always wear the neatest uniforms, keep a professional smile, and wait for the appearance of every benefactor.
Shi Qing used to come often, and she was also one of the biggest benefactors here. She used to have a platinum card here. When spending here, no matter if it is the restaurant or the beauty salon, there is no need to queue.
The first floor is the boutique women's clothing area.
When Shi Qing walked in, the clerk was no longer the same group as before, so no one knew her.
Several shop assistants hurriedly ran past her holding piles of new models, and went straight to the fitting room, without even giving Shi Qing a look.
"Girl, this is not a place where you can come, understand?" The store manager walked over arrogantly and looked up and down Shi Qing. "A piece of clothing here may take you two or three years of wages before you can afford it!"
"Really?" Shi Qing smiled indifferently.
"Of course, you—"
"Store manager and store manager! Come here!" A clerk shouted at the entrance of the fitting room, "Guests are looking for you!"
"coming--"
The shop manager changed his harsh conversation with Shi Qing and ran over with a smile like a splendid brothel old bustard.
Shi Qing didn't care about her attitude.
Because people in this world always worship high and low, and she has already experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships six years ago, she has seen the coldest face, and heard the most vicious voice...
She chose a smoky blue lace dress at will, the skirt studded with sparkling diamonds.
Then he walked to the cash register, planning to pay and leave.
"What do you think of my clothes?"
A sound of came from the door of the cloakroom.
Shi Qing was taken aback, it was too late to avoid.
Because where she is standing now, she can just see over there--
The dress Shi Yu was wearing at the moment was exactly the same style as the dress he was holding.