Why on earth would she have such thoughts?

Shen Yuqing's face moved slightly. Even she couldn't understand why she became like this. It was as if she was bewitched and completely involuntary.

The reason in her mind told her that she should turn around at this time and go downstairs.

But my feet seemed to be stuck there and I couldn't move them.

Everyone in Shen's house is not here, so why not go in and take a look?

No one would know and she wouldn't touch anything in the room, so what did it matter?

After this thought came out, Shen Yuqing's hand unconsciously inserted the key and opened the door.

She closed the door to the room and looked around the room.

Compared with three years ago, the furnishings of his room had not changed at all. Speaking of the only change, it was the smell of a woman.

Also, there were two quilts on the bed. It was obvious that the two of them were sleeping in the same bed.

Thinking of this, her heart stung, as if a knife had cut through that place.

She walked forward again, and when Shen Yuqing noticed the set of unpacked cosmetics on the dressing table, her body froze in place.

Immediately, the corners of her mouth raised, and her smile was extremely sarcastic.

But she was being sentimental, she actually...even guessed...that the set of cosmetics might have been given to her...

And when he brought it into the room, he was waiting for the right opportunity to take it out again.

At this time, those speculations became so ridiculous, it was like a slap in the face.

She also said that Su Lan was pathetic, how could she be better than Su Lan?

Bai Xixian's hand hanging by her side tightened little by little, and Shen Yuqing's gentle expression turned a little ugly.

It turns out that this is how it feels to slap yourself in the face.

But why on earth did he give cosmetics to Ye Ziqing?

She didn't understand, and was more confused by random thoughts, panic, and fear...

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For the first time, Ye Ziqing felt that shopping for clothes was such a tiring task.

Su Lan would put a lot of clothes at the door of the fitting room, and then try them on one by one.

Shen Shaoting's slender body sank into the soft sofa, supporting his chin with his left hand and flipping through a magazine with his right hand.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the woman whose face was full of exhaustion. He patted the place beside her with his big hand: "Mrs. Shen."

Ye Ziqing just glanced at him, but ignored him, still standing there leaning against the wall.

Disapprovingly, Shen Shaoting raised his eyebrows, twitched his thin lips, and in a deep voice reminded her kindly; "It usually takes more than three hours for her to try on clothes..."

Hearing this, she moved her steps, walked to the sofa, sat down at the farthest position from him, and gently beat her slightly sore calves.

Since it only takes three hours, why should she be in trouble with herself?

"Are you sure Mrs. Shen's attitude will continue like this?" He put down the magazine in his hand and looked at her.

Ye Ziqing said calmly: "What's wrong with my attitude?"

"Cold, distant, and strange, this is the attitude a wife should have, huh?"

Shen Shaoting raised his voice, revealing his dissatisfaction, and tapped the magazine with his big hand, making a sound.

"Mr. Shen can control the Shen Group, but can he also control my attitude? No matter what attitude I have, it is my freedom, and you have no right to interfere, right?"

When he moved his thin lips slightly and was about to speak, Su Lan came over, holding a few clothes in his hand, and said directly: "Zi Qing, go check out."

Ye Ziqing frowned and her expression changed slightly. She was not afraid of paying the bill, but she was afraid that there would not be enough money in the card.

After all, Lidya Su spends a lot of money buying clothes.

And she really didn't expect that Su Lan would come like this...
Chapter completed!