When Leng Shaoheng first came to the house, he felt that something was wrong. Shen Qingqing was also a woman in her twenties. How could she like such a calm and indifferent decoration style!

And the furniture at home is quite neutral, he even turned out a glass ashtray in the cupboard under the tea table!

At that time, he thought the house was rented. Maybe the head of the house was a man, or the previous tenant was a single man.

Now he learned that the house belonged to Lin Zihan.

How can he bear it? His woman actually lives under the eaves of other men. As long as he thinks about it, he can't stay in this room for a moment!

He clasped Shen Qingqing's slender wrist and said in a cold voice, "let's go. I'll take you to another place. You'll return the house tomorrow!"

Shen Qingqing accepted his character of saying that wind is rain, struggled gently and said in surprise, "are you kidding? Where do you want me to live this evening?"

"Will I let you sleep on the street? Just follow me." Leng Shaoheng does not allow her to refute. Pull her to the door.

"Hey, wait a minute. You want me to pack up." She can't laugh or cry.

"There's no need to clean up. There's everything there."

In this way, they left the apartment building before they had time to finish the hot pot.

Outside the drizzle, Leng Shaoheng raised the roof of the sports car and quickly started the car.

Shen Qingqing sits in the co pilot's seat and stealthily looks at his cold and determined side face. He doesn't dare to make a sound.

Half an hour later, the car slowly parked at the door of a small villa. It looked far less imposing and elegant than the cold house, but there were all kinds of flowers piled up at the door, which was warm and quiet.

Leng Shaoheng takes the lead to get out of the car, takes out the key to open the door of the villa and presses the main power switch.

The warm yellow light lit up the room instantly. Shen Qingqing found that the interior decoration style was very luxurious, which did not match the size of the exterior.

She hesitated and did not dare to enter. She stood silently at the door and looked inside.

Until Leng Shaoheng began to greet her, "still standing there doing something, come in."

Shen Qingqing said, "this is the house you found for me?"

"Not really." He stopped. "This house was left to me by my mother before she died. At that time, she was afraid that she would leave. My father would find another woman to drive me and my brother out, so he wanted to leave a house for us. But she was totally wrong. Although my father But he was really nice to my mother, so the house was idle. Fortunately, its geographical location is very close to heyday, so I use it as a temporary rest. Before I saw that the decoration of the house was a little old, so I renovated the front by the way. " He said faintly.

"This is the house your mother left you!" Shen Qingqing did not dare to go in.

She originally thought that because of Leng Shaoheng, her relationship with Lin Zihan was a little stiff. It was not good for her to live in his house again. Even if Leng Shaoheng didn't ask to change her house today, she would change it herself.

So when Leng Shaoheng offered to take her away, she didn't refuse too much.

She is also an easy-going person. She doesn't have much requirements for her residence. A simple bedroom is clean and bright.

But when she stood in front of the villa, she was really flustered.

"You don't mind. This house is under my name now. You can live boldly, and no one will drive you out." Leng Shaoheng, aware of her worries, whispered.

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