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"En, be good!" When Xiao Tang used her foot to pat Ji Zhenyu's head, Ji Zhenyu very cooperatively lowered his head to let her pat him. The scene of the two chatting and laughing just happened to be bumped into by Si Shaoheng outside the orchard entrance.

This woman actually dared to put on a green hat for him when he was not around!

Strange, why would he be angry.

Shao Heng looked maliciously at Xiao Tang's smiling face and frowned. He stood outside for a long time before turning around and walking away with a cold expression on his face.

After lunch, they busied themselves in the vegetable garden for the whole afternoon.

Song Qingqing originally wanted to go to the school to attend the opening ceremony, but thinking that if she could stay here until she got off work, she could see Si Shaoheng and perhaps even take a ride with him, she couldn't help but waver. Using the excuse of going to the toilet, she went to a public phone booth near the market and made a phone call, informing the class teacher that she couldn't attend the opening ceremony today.

Just like this, Song Qingqing stayed with Xia Xiaolang and the others until 5: 30 PM, all the way until Ji Zhenyu and the others rode their bicycles one by one and returned home. The garden was left with only Xiao Tang, Si Shaorong, and Si Fanjuan, while Song Qingqing was leaning against the doorframe, pretending to be in a daze.

"Since everyone's gone, are you still going to continue pretending?" After he had finished, he didn't forget to let Si Fanjuan and Young Master Si Shao coordinate with him in measuring the distance. After he had noted down the size of the garden, he was ready to go back and draw a design for the orchard in the future.

"Xiao Tang, I'm not pretending, I'm really dizzy …" Song Qingqing walked over with a wronged expression and stood behind her. As she watched, Xiao Tang held the tape measure and then explained, "Xiao Tang, do you think your cousin is terrible? I'm really sorry, my cousin is not like you. She has been a rural person since she was young, and she faces the sky while facing the earth. She has already gotten used to it. I've never done this before, but I need to get used to it... "Don't mind me."

Hearing this, she frowned and continued busying herself with Si Fangjuan, ignoring Song Qingqing who was looking at her with a wronged expression. She was about to say something when she suddenly heard the sound of a car coming from the back door of the orchard. Without waiting for her to be happy, she saw that Si Shaoheng had already got off the car and was walking in the direction of Shi Xiaotang with a gloomy expression.

Upon seeing this, Si Fanjuan and Si Shaozhen immediately followed and sat in the back seat. Song Qingqing saw that Si Shaoheng was about to receive Xiao Tang home and immediately wanted to follow him back. However, just as she was about to open the car door, she saw that Si Shaoheng had already started moving.

She looked at Song Qingqing and said in a cold voice, "Go lock the door of the orchard, then take a taxi yourself, or take the bus. As long as the lock of the back door of the orchard is locked, there's no need to use the key."

With that, he sped off, leaving Song Qingqing dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Did Shao Heng not intend to care about her at all?

In order to let Young Master Si to pick up the car, she didn't bring a single cent. How was she supposed to return from such a long distance away?

Song Qingqing turned around and closed the main entrance to the orchard. She stood on the cold street in a sorry state, sighing sorrowfully.

Originally, she had thought of sleeping here for the night and having Sun Yuxia worriedly call Si Shaoheng so that he could pick her up.

But when she thought about how this place was so remote, and what if some villain really took advantage of her and she didn't even have a place to cry, Song Qingqing became timid again and could only walk back by herself.

On the other side, Si Shaoheng sat in the passenger seat.

Little Tang looked at Si Shaoheng, wondering what the Boss' rage was for.

Had she done something wrong? No way!

Why did this person dislike her from the moment he saw her?

Little Tang stared at Si Shaoheng's face, a little afraid. Si Fangjuan couldn't help but stick her head out from behind and asked, "Sister-in-law, have you angered my brother?"

"..." "I've been with the two of you all day," Little Tang innocently looked at Si Fanjuan, then turned back and raised her chin at Young Master Si. "Isn't that so?"

"En." Shao Shao nodded, also feeling that Xiao Tang was innocent. He looked at Si Shaoheng, who was driving, and asked timidly, "Bro, why are you so angry here?"

"No problem!" Si Shao Heng didn't want to say anything, so he coldly threw down the two words. Hearing his tone, Si Shao Zhu couldn't help but rub his arms.

He just sat there with his head lowered, playing with his fingers. Seeing his displeased look, Si Fangjuan hesitantly turned to look at him and whispered, "Tell me, do I still need to talk about that fly?"

"What season flies?" He had long forgotten that Ji Zhenyu loved to hang around Xiao Tang. Now that he heard this from Si Fanjuan, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Si Fanjuan held Young Master Si's hand and wrote three words on it, Ji Zhenyu's eyes widened in realization. She pursed her lips and replied, "Forget it."

Si Shaoheng was currently in a bad mood. If he were to mention adding oil to the fire, wouldn't that only harm Little Tang?

"Yes." Si Fanjuan nodded, feeling that this made sense. The two of them sat on the back seat and swallowed all the words they wanted to say.

The four of them arrived at their house in silence. Shaoheng stopped the car and let Si Fangjuan and Si Shaoru alight first. Then, carrying Xiaotang, they parked the car in their own courtyard and turned off the key. They didn't move for a long time.

"You, what happened?" At that time, Xiao Tang felt his hair stand on end and felt that Si Shaoheng was acting abnormally today. However, she couldn't figure out why Si Shaoheng was unhappy, so she could only carefully sit there, afraid of being affected by the inexplicable anger.