Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

A few words, a sentence.

Like a bomb thrown into the crowd.

All the questions that were brewing can no longer be asked now.

This answer is enough to give them an answer.

Apparently, Shang Qingmo didn't give them another chance to ask questions. He glanced at them coldly and turned around to enter the gate.

The reporters looked at each other and dispersed one after another.

Everyone could see his last warning eyes.

However, such information is enough.

The report was a truthful report, and Shang Qingmo's last sentence was posted verbatim.

Without any other text rendering, it is also the most straightforward answer.

No matter who Shang Qingmo is, such a man who regrets his marriage because of another woman will undoubtedly become a scumbag in the eyes of the public.

With the company's reputation declining all the way, the direct decline in ratings from the TV station alone is enough to reflect it.

Although there were some voices of support, they were finally completely drowned out by a large number of objections accusing irony.

Although the company's senior management had a lot of dissatisfaction with Shang Qingmo, they were relieved to see Shang Qingmo arrive at the company.

So much of you, they're used to leaning on him.

Any matter, as long as he is there, sooner or later it will be resolved perfectly.

Although this incident was caused by him, it was very serious.

When Mr. Shang saw such news, he just remained silent with a sullen face.

He said all he had to say.

Besides, he was also very clear that Shang Qingmo couldn't have thought of what he said and considered.

But he did it anyway.

He has always trusted his son, and from the moment he handed over the company to him, he has never disappointed or worried him.

Only this time, he couldn't help worrying about how he was going to end this matter.

But the matter has come to this point, even if it is something that he finds absurd and unacceptable, how can Shang Qingmo solve it perfectly.

He racked his brains and couldn't think of a comprehensive solution to this matter.

In fact, Shang Qingmo did not think too much this time.

All he knew was that no matter what, he would still be Qi Qi.

Everything else is secondary.

After seeing the news, Shang Qiqi felt mixed feelings.

Sitting on the bed in the bedroom facing the window, looking at the bright weather outside the window, his expression was a little dull.

It would have been great if this had been done five years ago.

She is still ignorant, and she still has the impulsiveness of love and desperate blood.

But now, she is not the Shang Qiqi she was five years ago.

But when she made all the preparations and learned how to weigh the pros and cons, Shang Qingmo suddenly became reckless again.

The matter has come to this point, the TV station has been greatly affected, Shang Qingmo's reputation is in a mess, grandpa is obviously furious, and the Song family and the Han family are involved.

Things couldn't be worse.

She thought a lot, but she couldn't find a solution for Shang Qingmo.

She closed her eyes tiredly.

She shouldn't be in Pingcheng.

The room was extraordinarily quiet. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, looked down at the phone, and called up my own phone. After hesitating on the screen for a long time, she finally pressed down.

*

"Master, Miss Qiqi's phone number."

Uncle Chen carefully handed the microphone to Shang Yekun.

Shang Yekun slowly opened his eyes, his weather-beaten eyes were cold.

He stared at the microphone for a while before raising his hand to pick it up.

He didn't take the initiative to speak.

Shang Qiqi was silent for a few seconds before speaking first.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry."

Shang Yekun pursed his lips, "I can't blame you for this matter, although I am old, but I can still understand, you did nothing wrong..."

"Grandpa." Shang Qiqi interrupted him softly, "I like Uncle."

Shang Yekun was stunned for a long time, and his cold face became gloomy again, "What does Qiqi want to do? Grandpa doesn't think these five years are in vain."

"I also thought that I could let him go, but Grandpa... No one will be attracted to a man who wants to be with me regardless of the consequences, not to mention, uncle, he has always been deeply rooted in my heart. Whenever he I can't be indifferent to what is asked of me."

"So?" Shang Yekun's voice was clearly too deep.

Shang Qiqi clenched the phone tightly, remained silent for two seconds, and then slowly said: "...The matter has come to this point, all the damage has been done, and nothing can be undone. If this is the case, I don't need to worry any more. In fact, Only when we are together can we be worthy of all the harm caused this time, can't we?"

Shang Qingmo didn't care about the consequences, this was all he wanted.

"So, are you desperate? Han Jichi, Song Yunshu, have you thought about them? When you two are together, you will let down more than one person, and even the two of you will not be blessed. Under the eyes, it doesn't matter? You can be desperate now, so what about in the future? Qiqi, you two, sooner or later someone will be unable to stand it. Life is not just about love..."

"Grandpa has never opposed you, but I can accept any feasible solution to this matter. But, you missed the best time. Qiqi, even if grandpa nods now, how can you be together properly?"

This matter is no longer a matter of his consent to rest everything.

"I know." Shang Qiqi's calm voice sounded softly, "So...I don't think about the future."

Shang Yekun suddenly fell silent.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, there's so little I can do... Even if I'm greedy for a while, I'm willing, I'm sorry..."

Shang Yekun pursed his lips, his eyes gradually turned red, "Qiqi, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to do anything..."

"My grandpa who deserves the blame, it's just a matter of time."

After Shang Qiqi finished speaking calmly, she hung up the phone.

Looking out of the window again, she let out a deep breath, relieved.

*

In the afternoon, Shang Qiqi took the initiative to call Shang Qingmo.

The call was not connected quickly, Shang Qingmo only said "Hello", and Shang Qiqi could hear the tiredness in his tone.

After a pause, she deliberately ignored, "Uncle, what time will you be back at night?"

Shang Qingmo was silent for a few seconds, but did not answer her question when she opened her mouth, she just said:

"Had lunch already?"

"……have eaten."

"Little uncle..."

"You don't have to wait for me at night, just rest when you're sleepy, and just tell the housekeeper if you need anything."

Shang Qiqi's words were suddenly interrupted by Shang Qingmo, it sounded like he was very busy, but Shang Qiqi knew that he seemed to be running away from something.

His heart twitched, and when he predicted that he was going to hang up the phone, he said again: "I don't want to have dinner alone, can you come back in time for dinner?"

Shang Qingmo paused as she was about to hang up the phone, "...just for dinner?"

"if not?"

"good."

"Then I wait for you."

Shang Qiqi's four words inexplicably made Shang Qingmo's hand hold the phone tightly.

It made him feel even more that keeping her by his side by any means was the most correct choice.

Despite the many things in the company, Shang Qingmo returned home on time at dinner time.

"Mister is back." The servant greeted and took the coat from his arms.

Shang Qiqi heard the voice, and a person appeared from the direction of the restaurant.

He also held a transparent pot lid in his hand and wore a plaid apron around his body.

This look made Shang Qingmo frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Cooking." Shang Qiqi looked as if nothing had happened, with a bit of pride on his face, "I learned a lot of cooking abroad, anyway, I'm bored at home, so I just want to show off to you tonight."

Shang Qingmo stared at her for a few seconds, with a strong sense of disobedience.

He wanted to read something from her face, but her expression was unassailable.

"Go and wash your hands, my last dish will be out of the pan soon."

After she finished speaking, she turned around naturally and went into the kitchen again.

*

There are a few very simple dishes on the table, which look good, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Shang Qiqi pushed the rice in front of him, seeing that he seemed hesitant to move, said confidently: "Don't worry, the taste is really good."

Shang Qingmo glanced at her lightly, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, the taste...is normal.

From her phone call, he always felt that tonight was more than just dinner.

And her actions tonight, without all the resistance to him before, were too calm and natural, and he felt even more wrong.

She would probably want to talk to him.

Questions he doesn't want to talk about at all.

But in the end, she didn't say anything.

Finally, before she entered the room to rest, he stopped her.

"Shang Qiqi."

Shang Qiqi looked back at him, "Huh?"

Shang Qingmo approached her slowly, staring straight into her eyes, "...I thought you had something to tell me tonight."

Shang Qiqi raised her head, smiled lightly at him shaking his head, "No."

Shang Qingmo's eyes narrowed slightly, "So, let's just muddle along?"

"No. I have made countless assumptions today and rehearsed many times in my heart. I really can't think of any way to prevent all damage or stop losses in time. Since you can let things develop until now, no matter what I tell you Nothing will change your decision, will it?"

"Yes." Shang Qingmo did not hesitate at all, the answer was straightforward.

Shang Qiqi smiled, "So, since I know the result, why bother? You only want one result, you have always known it, but whenever you approach me, my rejection is not a sincere rejection, Things have come to this, if I object or refuse, what can I change?"

Nothing can be changed.

This statement could not be more true.

And it is true.

It seemed that she had really thought about this issue seriously today.

He thought she was forced to submit, but her calmness at the end dispelled his worries.

Her refusal was not a sincere refusal...

Is she telling him that she still loves him?

His lips raised slightly, and he reached out to caress her cheek, "It's good that you understand."

Shang Qiqi narrowed her eyes, smiled slightly, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally stretched out her arms around Shang Qingmo's waist, and pressed her face against his chest.

Shang Qingmo froze slightly.

Shang Qiqi rubbed against his arms lightly, her hands around her waist tightened even more.

"Actually, I am very happy. I only see you love me in my dreams."

PS: Don't get me wrong, Qiqi has her plans.