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"Go and get the medicine." He Yifan gave Shen Qianqing a meaningful look, then turned and went upstairs.

"Hey, don't you think you should explain something?" Shen Qianqing called to him.

"You just have to be clear about your position, woman!" He Yifan paused, then went to the study without stopping.

With burning pain in her cheeks, Shen Qianqing frowned, she must not be able to go out for a few days.

Shen Qianqing recuperated at home for a few days, during which He Yifan always left early and returned late, and the two met no more than three times.

That night, Shen Qianqing waited in the living room until 11:30 when He Yifan came home. The man smelled strongly of alcohol and didn't see her at all. He went straight upstairs. Shen Qianqing stopped him and called tentatively: "He Yifan, you Are you awake?"

"what?"

Seeing that his eyes were still clear, Shen Qianqing continued: "I haven't been to school for several days, and I want to go back tomorrow to have a look, and ask my teacher for leave by the way."

"Back to school?"

"Yes, I just want you to let me know, whether you agree or not..."

Before Shen Qianqing finished speaking, He Yifan rushed over directly.

"...Wait, wait a minute!"

Shen Qianqing hurriedly pushed him away, but before he could stand up, he was thrown on him again. The two of them pushed and pressed each other in such a small place as the sofa and refused to give in to each other.

The alcoholic's strength is naturally stronger than Shen Qianqing's, and the messy one is firmly suppressed.

"It hurts... He Yifan, let go!"

He Yifan didn't open his eyes, Shen Qianqing exclaimed: "He Yifan, do you know who I am?" She asked while rejecting.

He Yifan didn't speak, just focused on the movements of his hands, and soon Shen Qianqing's pajamas were taken off and hung on his arms.

"Bastard! Get up...you promise me first..." Shen Qianqing made the last protest.

"Well, promise..." The drunk and unconscious man murmured.

"Slow...slower."

The man on the body couldn't hear her voice at all, Shen Qianqing raised her head and breathed carefully, but the actual situation was that she was being tortured.

My heart trembled with pain.

When Shen Qianqing went downstairs the next day, she found that besides He Yifan, there were a few more people in the living room, both men and women.

As soon as she appeared, everyone's eyes fell on her...

"I said He Shao, this is the big beauty you were in a hurry to get married, and then hid at home from us?"

"He Shao, you are getting married so soon, are you going to give up Miss Li?" asked the woman in the red dress.

Shen Qianqing was a little hesitant, although they didn't know who those people were, but they knew Li Yuna, so they could roughly infer that they were He Yifan's friends, and she was totally incompatible with these people.

What's more, He Yifan's gaze was fixed on his face. Although he was still so serious and expressionless, Shen Qianqing felt a chill coming from his eyes...

Shen Qianqing stood there without moving, and a woman wanted to come over and pull her. Just before her hand was about to touch Shen Qianqing, Shen Qianqing took a step forward, turned sideways without any trace, and looked at the other party with a smile: "Go Bar."

The woman's hand flew to nothing, she was startled for a moment, then turned to look at He Yifan who had already looked away, with some understanding, she turned and walked towards the living room.

"Hello." Shen Qianqing greeted the other party.

She didn't know anyone in this group except He Yifan, but luckily a man with winking offered her a seat next to He Yifan.

Shen Qianqing's arrival did not interrupt the chatting of several people, she looked up at He Yifan who was next to him, and the latter withdrew his gaze from her, but the chill around him did not diminish at all.