< br >Chapter 75 < br >breakfast. < br >they are sitting at both ends of the table. She eats noodles and drinks soy milk, while he eats cereal and milk. < br >"Thank you for helping me find my phone last night." She opened her mouth to break the silence. < br >"I'm sorry my mom hit you." He also opened his mouth and said an apology that had been repressed in his heart. < br >Qin Anan's face warmed: "you didn't take a taxi. Why are you apologizing to me?" < br >"it's not good to hit in the face." His voice was a little stiff. "if anyone touches my face, I will." < br >without waiting for him to finish, Qin Anan raised his hand and slid gently across his cheek. < br >his skin is delicate and smooth, and its feel is excellent. < br >Fu Shiting: < br >his eyes deepened, his Adam's apple moved, and the milk cup in his hand shook slightly. < br >"all right, we're even." Her eyes drooped and drank soya-bean milk, but her heart beat badly. < br >touching his cheek fingers, like a fire, getting hotter and hotter. < br >she hurriedly finished her breakfast and quickly went back to her room. < br >Today, the scar on my cheek is a little lighter and less painful than it was yesterday. < br >she rubbed a thin layer of foundation to cover the scars on her face. < br >she can't stay at home anymore. The < br >company called her several times. < br >Xinhe Capital also sends messages to inquire from time to time. < br >by the time she finished dressing up and came out of the room, Fu Shiting had already left. < br >"Ma'am, are you going to the office? I'll have the driver take you. " Sister-in-law Zhang finished and called the driver. < br >Qin Anan stood at the door waiting. < br >at this time, the mobile phone rings. < br >she took out her cell phone and answered it. < br >"Miss Qin, are you free today? I have something to ask of you. " Sheng Bei's voice came from the phone. < br >Qin Anan was puzzled and said, "what's the matter?" Are you sure I can help you? " < br >Sheng Bei said firmly: "OK." Are you home now? Why don't I pick you up? We'll talk about it when we meet. " < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >Qin Anan: ". All right. " < br >half an hour later, Shengbei showed up at the gate of Fu Jiayuan in a white Bentley. < br >his car and Fu Shiting's car seem to be the same except for their different colors. < br >"Mr. Sheng, aren't you at work today?" Qin Anan, get in the car and fasten your seat belt. < br >"I don't have to clock in at work." Sheng Bei said with a smile, "I came to you to help us pick out presents." < br >"help you? Who else but you? " < br >"other executives of the company. It will be Shi Ting's birthday in a while, so we have to buy a present for him. But I don't know what to buy. So I want you to do this for me. " < br >Qin Anan said, "when is his birthday?" < br >", do you care so little about your husband?" Sheng Bei felt sad for Fu Shiting. < br >Tang Qian regards him as a treasure, Qin Anan treats him as grass, but he chooses to be grass. < br >Qin Anan blushed awkwardly and casually made an excuse: ". I'm usually busy. " < br >"well, I know things are tricky in your company, and you have to write a paper. You must be busier than Shi Ting." Shengbei Road. < br >"you're laughing at me." Qin Anan read between the lines, but he was not angry. "I don't know what he likes. I'm afraid I can't help." < br >"of course you can help." Sheng Bei drove his car on the road. "Let's go to the mall first." < br >soon, the car stopped at the largest shopping mall in the city center. < br >on weekday mornings, there are not many tourists in the mall. < br >Sheng Bei took her into the mall and went straight to the jewelry section on the first floor. < br >Qin Anan's willow eyebrows frowned and looked at Sheng Bei puzzled: "does he like jewelry?" How come I haven't seen him wear it? "< br >aren't all jewelry worn by women? < br >Sheng Bei had to be honest with her: "he never accepts our gifts." But now that he has you, we can give you the birthday present we owe him. " < br >< br/ >< br >

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