Chapter 841: Queen Kunling conquered the first generation to supervise 35
He Mengying specially led Ma Yuanchong to the backstage in order to get him hooked and think about Zhou Meiyun.
She will never forget that Qi Hengyu regarded her as air and took good care of Zhou Meiyun, as well as the ice cream that Zhou Meiyun smashed on her face.
Whenever she thinks of the humiliation from Zhou Meiyun, He Mengying can't sleep at night and her teeth itch with hatred. If cursing a person can make the other person go to hell, she must curse Zhou Meiyun every day.
It's not that He Mengying never thought of using her father's hand to clean up Zhou Meiyun, but He Dashuai was afraid of Qi Hengyu, so instead of helping her, he reprimanded her for being ignorant.
In order to clean up Zhou Meiyun, she has worked hard, and now she finally has the opportunity, how could He Mengying let it go easily, she smiled and looked at Ma Yuanchong: "Master, Zhou Meiyun lives at No. 156 Renhe Street now, She goes to Chongya women's class every week, if you are interested, you can create an opportunity to have a beautiful encounter."
Ma Yuanchong smiled without saying a word, moved the topic elsewhere, wrote down Zhou Meiyun's address, and already had concerns in his heart.
The two had their own concerns, and after chatting for a while, they said goodbye to each other.
Shu Ange took the car to her home. The western self-ringing bell hanging on the wall had already pointed to eleven o'clock. She took off her waistcoat and outer cloak. After thinking for a while, she walked to the phone and dialed Qi Hengyu's number.
It is very rude to call someone so late, but since I met Ma Yuanchong, I have an ominous premonition in my heart.
She has always acted cautiously. When encountering difficult things, she will find various ways to solve them, and will not underestimate any enemy.
The cold wind swept the fine snowflakes and patted the stained glass panes lightly.
Shu Ange sat in front of the phone, frowning slightly, He Mengying and Ma Yuanchong flashed repeatedly in her mind.
The call was finally connected, Shu Ange's eyes lit up, he picked up the phone, and a mellow male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is it Ange, did you encounter any trouble when you called so late?"
I don't know if it was because of the night, Qi Hengyu's voice was a little less cold and a little more gentle.
Shu Ange grabbed the microphone and said nervously: "Good evening, Mr. Qi, I'm calling you so late, I'm sorry, does it affect your sleep?"
Qi Hengyu was sitting by the bed in pajamas, and the dim night light illuminated his bright eyes and the bridge of his handsome nose.
His quilt was neatly spread on the bed like others, and under a small corner raised, the sheets sagged slightly, as if the temperature of his body was still there.
In the early morning, the phone rang suddenly. If it wasn't for Shu Ange on the other end of the phone, Qi Hengyu would probably unplug the wire.
Because it was her, he turned on the light and sat up from the bed.
"I haven't slept, I'm working, what's the matter?"
In order not to make Shu Ange feel ashamed, Qi Hengyu lied casually.
Realizing what he'd done, he froze for a moment—he'd never been like this before.
"It's still working so late, it's too hard, and the body is the most important thing."
After Shu Ange exhorted, considering that it would not affect Qi Hengyu's rest, he made a long story short: "It's a little trouble, but it shouldn't be a big deal. He Mengying brought Ma Yuanchong to approach me deliberately, you remember her-- He Dashuai's daughter."
Hearing the three words Ma Yuanchong, Qi Hengyu frowned: "Ma Yuanchong? Stay away from him. This person is a bastard, born from a bandit, and has a strong hooliganism."
He said this in a subtle way. Ma Yuanchong has a very bad reputation. Not only is he abusive, he often whips his subordinates, but he is also very lecherous, and has accommodated more than a dozen concubines.
Ma Yuanchong showed no pity for the beauties either. The concubines who died in his hands were next to each other, and the women fell into his hands as if they fell into the hands of the King of Hell.
"This person makes me feel very uncomfortable. I always feel that he has bad intentions. Mr. Qi, if something happens to me during this time, it is probably the ghost of Ma Yuanchong."
Shu Ange calmly stated her guess, Qi Hengyu stood up from the bed, looked at the oil painting hanging on the wall, and suppressed the sudden agitation in his heart: "Don't be afraid, pay attention these days, I will let you Husheng and the others have strengthened security.”
When he thought that the little girl who looked like a white snow group was being targeted by thugs like Ma Yuanchong, Qi Hengyu felt a little restless.
I don't know since when, her safety has always affected his heart, and a little bit of trouble can make waves in his weathered heart.
"The target character's favorability is +8, and the current favorability is 70."
Qi Hengyu's worry was obvious, Shu Ange's heart suddenly calmed down, her fingers wrapped around the phone line, a smile appeared on her round cheeks, and she said softly: "I know, you should also pay attention to your body, it's getting late. , rest now."
"Well, don't be afraid, I'll be going to Peiping soon."
As soon as he thought that the delicate little man, being watched by others, would be in danger at any time, Qi Hengyu had the urge to go to Peiping immediately.
After hanging up the phone, Shu Ange stretched, went back to the bedroom to wash and then fell asleep.
After talking on the phone with Qi Hengyu, a lot of her heart faded a lot.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as she is accompanied by Qi Hengyu, she will not panic.
The snow in Peiping fell as soon as she said it. When Shu Ange opened her eyes the next day, it was white outside. She opened the window and there was thick snow everywhere.
The snow was still falling, and she closed the window, intending to spend the day in the house.
Tomorrow is the day to go to the Chongya Women's Class to learn drama. Shu Ange respects teachers and values teaching.
On this day, Shu Ange's phone rang several times, including Zhou Hanyun and other admirers.
These calls, Shu Ange usually does not answer, directly rejected by the servants. These admirers liked to call Shu Ange's residence. If she answered and said a few more words, they would be even more crazy.
Crazy fans are always the same in any era.
The snow stopped at dusk, but the snow was still very thick. The next day, Master Wang came early in the morning to ask if he was going to class.
Shu Ange looked at the snow and asked if the car could go out.
Master Wang checked the road conditions in advance, and when she came back, as long as she was careful, there was no problem in driving.
Shu Ange left Master Wang for breakfast at home. Before going out, he put on a rose-purple cashmere cloak, a beautiful woolen hat, and a thick lambskin scarf.
Of course, the least of which is Shu Ange's Browning, and her little hidden weapon.
The scavenger worked diligently to sweep the snow to both sides of the road, but because the snow fell so much before and the road was icy, the car ran extremely slowly.
In such bad weather, not many people go out, so there is no traffic jam.