Just as I reached the fork in the road leading to the doorstep, a red BMW 325 parked on the side of the road.

"What ordinary!"

Qianqian got out of the car, and her delicate long legs were exposed under her tight black skirt.

The slender heels as thin as chopsticks make people frightened, fearing that they will break if they are accidentally.

He Pingfan stopped and asked strangely, "What are you doing here?"

Qianqian's face was not very good, and she looked worried, "Can I... talk to you?"

What's there to talk to me?

Talking about Tang Guochen?

He Pingfan had a good impression of Qianqian at the beginning, but he saw her righteousness.

But although there was no evidence about her and Tang Guochen later, she basically guessed it.

But this is someone else's own private matter, and He Pingfan doesn't want to interfere.

Everyone has their own choices, and she has the right to choose the path she wants to go.

When An Ruyi asked that night, He Pingfan said, but he didn't expect that she would be with Tang Guochen.

"What are you talking about?"

He Pingfan looked at her and guessed that she had encountered something trouble again.

"How about going to my house, my house is right in front of me."

Qianqian shook her head, "Let's talk about it in another place?"

Seeing her pitiful appearance, He Pingfan didn't hesitate too much.

After getting into the car, Qianqian put on sunglasses again.

That feeling was like a woman who lived a very delicate life on TV.

She is not a local, but she has taken root in this strange city. As for what she has experienced, I am afraid no one knows.

Qianqian drove the car to Jinjiao's apartment and went directly into the underground parking lot.

"Let's go!"

She pressed the elevator, and He Pingfan looked confused, "Where is this?"

"You will know when you arrive."

After coming upstairs, she opened the lock with her fingerprint.

This small apartment of more than 80 square meters is decorated in a very warm and full of girlish style.

He Pingfan stood at the door in confusion. How did she bring herself to her home?

"Come in!"

Qianqian shouted with a giggle.

Seeing that He Pingfan didn't respond, she pulled her hands.

"You sit down for a while, I'll prepare things and have dinner here tonight."

Seeing Qianqian enter the bedroom, He Pingfan shouted, "No need, tell me if you have anything, I have something to do. I have to go back and have something to do."

Qianqian said, "We have been missing for five years. Can't we have a meal with our old classmates?"

It’s okay to have a meal, but this lonely man and a widow, and he is at her house, He Pingfan always feels uncomfortable.

Qianqian came out of the bedroom, and was still the same black tight-fitting skirt, but it seemed to be a circle smaller on her chest.

She walked into the kitchen and tied her apron, and brought He Pingfan a glass of water, "Sit down for a while, it's all right away."

Seeing her bent down and put the cup in front of her, He Pingfan frowned slightly.

Qianqian went to the kitchen to make meals, and He Pingfan held the water cup and looked out the window.

Jiangzhou is a metropolis with dense crowds and crowds everywhere.

The surrounding equipment of Jinjiao Apartment is complete, and everything is eaten, used and played.

Such a location should be worth every inch of land, and the housing price should be around 40,000 yuan.

He Pingfan roughly estimated that Qianqian's apartment was probably no less than three million.

It seems that Tang Guochen has also invested a lot! In more than ten minutes, Qianqian has already brought out a few steamed dishes and two fried dishes.

I didn't realize that her skills were pretty good. He Pingfan sat there without any appetite at all.

"Qianqian, aren't you going to talk about it?"

Qianqian took off her apron and sat opposite her, opened a bottle of red wine.

"Talk while eating!"

She poured wine for He Pingfan and greeted, "You go wash your hands and have a meal."

When He Pingfan got up and went to the kitchen, a white pill as big as a nail on the size of half of his fingernail fell into the red wine.

Qianqian shook the cup a few times, and bubbles popped up in the cup, and soon returned to peace.

While He Pingfan was washing his hands, his right eyelid blew a few times.

Back on the sofa, Qianqian picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, do one."

He Pingfan didn't want to drink, and looked at Qianqian and said seriously, "Did you call me here just to have a meal?"

Then just eat outside, why do you have to go home and get so troublesome?"

Qianqian stuffed the cup into his hand, "No, when you meet old classmates, don't you give me any face?"

After doing this, I will tell you, if you really need help."

He Pingfan took a sip and his brows sank slightly.

A trace of doubt flashed in my eyes, the wine tasted wrong.

He looked at Qianqian, and Qianqian kept picking up food into his bowl.

Seeing He Pingfan looking at her like this, she sighed, "Do you know everything about Tang Guochen and me?"

He Pingfan didn't say anything and gently put down the cup.

Qianqian looked resentful, "I know you may look down on me, but I am a girl who is alone, so I don't know what else to make myself live like a person."

"He Pingfan, maybe you don't understand how much effort it takes for people like us who live at the bottom of society to raise their heads in front of others."

She moved her body and tidied her long drooping hair.

After untiing her apron, He Pingfan could see her black skirt directly.

The low-cut neckline is clear at a glance.

She had already taken off her clothes when she entered the bedroom just now.

He Pingfan suddenly remembered the words of the fortune teller on the bridge today, "Your Yin Tang is a little dark, but not obvious."

"It means that your recent love luck will cause you trouble."

"Although the blessings of the little brothers will definitely be resolved, you should be careful and avoid being conspired by the villain."

Could it be that he is talking about Qianqian?

He Pingfan browed. He didn't believe this before, but today he made this old man beat him up.

In order to test whether this old man's words were effective or not, He Pingfan did not show any expression.

Qianqian cried as she said that, and raised her head and finished the red wine in the glass.

The crying eyes, coupled with their pitiful appearance, are indeed pitiful.

"He Pingfan, I know you may look down on me, but I really can't do anything about it."

"And I'm in a big trouble, you must help me."

She looked up at He Pingfan, her hot eyes were heart-pounding.

Qianqian grabbed He Pingfan's hand, looking a little excited.

In this case, it would probably be impossible for ordinary people to control themselves. He Pingfan was still indifferent. Just when Qianqian was about to get up and pounce on him, He Pingfan waved his hand and said, "Stop!"

Qianqian was stunned for a moment, almost unable to believe her eyes, "What's wrong?"

He has already done this, but he hasn't reacted yet?

He Pingfan said lightly, "Tell me, what exactly are you doing this?"

"I asked me to come home for dinner, carefully arranged all this, and then put medicine in the wine."

"If it weren't for the sake of the classmate's sex, you would be in trouble."

"Tell me! What do you want to do?"

Qianqian was stunned there and didn't react at all.

Did he know?
Chapter completed!