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Eighty-three waltzes

When He Yuchao entered the door, he closed the door with his backhand. Sheng Quege heard the sound, and his heart skipped a beat.

She felt that she could not laugh any more.

Sure enough, this man had known where she lived for a long time. It was probably not just that, but he was very clear about most of the things that happened to her.

From the day I woke up in that hotel room, I had been investigated by him.

How could He Yuchao easily let someone with unknown identity and background be by his side? He just didn't know what he had investigated specifically. Sheng Quege was still distracted and thought about it at this time, and wanted to applaud himself.

Although the sofa at Sheng Quege's house is a long sofa, there are basically pillows and dolls in the next place. The width that can accommodate people is obviously a bit aggrieved for He Yuchao. His tall and thin body is incompatible with this place.

"Why don't you wait for me to collect the things?" Sheng Quege couldn't stand it and wanted to take away the things around him.

She occasionally goes to the home mall with her friends, and every time she collects some pillows. When the small furniture comes back, she fills the home little by little, and will not be too empty because she is the only one who lives on it.

He Yuqiu raised his chin and glanced at her, squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you usually have no customers?"

The sofa only has one empty seat, and it doesn’t seem like there are frequent guests.

Sheng Quege couldn't guess the reason why he came here tonight, so he answered truthfully first: "It's rare."

She doesn't like to be lively. Although people always think she is a person who is very good at playing, on the contrary, even if she gets together with friends, she just eats and watches movies, there is a very lack of entertainment.

He Yu raised the corner of his lips and said "yes" softly.

"You are here now, are you going to see me if you have something to do?" Sheng Quege pretended to be calm, "Just make a phone call and send a WeChat message. Why do you want to go like this? How troublesome?"

Since He Yuchao appeared in this private space, Sheng Quege was a little upset. His presence had begun to affect her, making her unable to return to her most common and comfortable life state.

She should have been angry and unhappy when her territory was invaded, but in her emotional changes, there was more helplessness that could not resist.

He sat there, his posture was very noble, his face with cold lines was cold, and the indifference in his phoenix eyes was always breathtaking in silence...

Sheng Que Ge clearly heard the gradual thrust of the chest cavity, making a loud sound.

She resisted such changes because she knew that if everything was left uncontrolled, it would go against his original intention.

She was just mutually beneficial to He Yuchao, and should not have any unnecessary ideas.

Sheng Quege's thoughts were disturbed by the man's chuckle. He Yuchao said meaningfully: "There are some important things to do, and tomorrow will be a family dinner."

"I remember this... I will be prepared and try not to lose the chain."

He Yuchao twisted his fingertips and suddenly changed the topic: "Ren Kehao is here for dinner before I came."

The man also added in an unknown mood: "Your old classmate."

His words made Sheng Quege's entire scalp numb, and a sudden enlightenment appeared in his almond eyes.

She was very smart and finally thought about why He Yuchao came here.

"Mr. He said that it's just an old classmate. If the prefix of the old classmate could change, it would have changed long ago. Is it still waiting for today?"
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