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Chapter 162 This is not a good sign

Li Beiting held Song Yan's hand hard with his backhand and wrapped it in his own hand, preventing her from pulling it back.

He lowered his head and looked at her meaningfully.

Song Yan's scalp was numb when he saw it.

"Why do you look at me like this?"

Li Beiting smiled, as if he was whispering inadvertently in her ear: "If you dare to seduce me, you must face it with the courage."

seduce.

Song Yan gritted his teeth, and his touch disappeared in an instant.

She was wrong. This man was just a greedy man. She just held hands and he had already thought of all kinds of dirty things.

snort……

The New Year's Eve dinner was in an orderly manner and the atmosphere was harmonious. Mrs. Li turned a blind eye to the private movements of the three young people, and smiled unconsciously.

She hasn't been so relaxed for a long time, and this family hasn't been so lively for a long time.

She sighed faintly, and her eyes swept across Song Yan.

Beiting doesn't need anyone to stabilize his current status, so as long as he is happy, let him go.

Mrs. Li closed her eyes fiercely. When she opened it again, her eyes were clear and she could no longer see any hesitation.

"Madam, Qin Mo came over with Miss Qin and said he wanted to stay up to the New Year with you."

The old housekeeper suddenly came to report.

The atmosphere on the dining table suddenly solidified.

"What is he here to do?"

Li Beiting frowned and his originally happy mood suddenly dissipated.

Is this family already at the point where they are unwilling to remain calm during the Chinese New Year?

Mrs. Li looked at Song Yan behind Li Beiting meaningfully and chuckled softly: "Maybe they are here to swear sovereignty."

What kind of person is Qin Feifei? How could she watch Li Beiting take Song Yan so swaying? It not only slaps her in the face, but also makes the Qin family unable to bear the weight.

Not to mention Qin Feifei, even Qin Mo would not be able to bear it.

"Oh."

Li Beiting sneered, he tilted his head and looked at Song Yan deeply.

When Song Yan heard that the Qin family was coming, her brows frowned slightly. Seeing the Qin family at this time was indeed not a good start. At the beginning of the new year, she didn't want to see something wrong with Li Beiting's plan.

The little hands under the table were pinching them unconsciously.

Even Song Cheng felt that something was wrong in the whole atmosphere.

Song Yan's hand was stretched and clenched by Li Beiting. She looked up and Li Beiting leaned into her ear and asked heavily: "Call Dr. Zhao."

Song Yan was stunned when he heard this. Why did he suddenly mention Dr. Zhao?

Doctor Zhao is not new?

Her mind flashed.

Li Beiting is planning to pretend to be sick?

Li Beiting, who has always been thunderous, actually planned to pretend to be sick and avoid Qin Mo?

Song Yan's mouth was a little itchy. She coughed lightly, raised her hand and poked the corner of her mouth, clearing her throat: "Doctor Zhao is also a human being, and he wants to celebrate the New Year."

She didn't expect that Li Beiting was so thick-skinned and wanted to use Dr. Zhao as a shield.

"It won't be delayed for long."

Dr. Zhao is almost becoming Li Beiting's exclusive doctor. Outsiders think that Mrs. Li is in poor health and family doctors often come and go. In fact, the person who is really in poor health is Li Beiting.

When Song Yan's eyes sank when he thought of Li Beiting's physique.

She stood up and waved to Song Cheng: "He must have something to tell you, I will take Song Cheng back first."

Song Cheng lives in a hotel, not far from the old house, and it takes about ten minutes for the two to drive.

soon.

Song Cheng stood up and followed Song Yan out the door with confusion on his face.

Li Beiting's face suddenly became as cold as the north wind whistling outside the window. The deep and bottomless eyes suddenly brewed a heavy storm.

When Qin Feifei followed Qin Mo to visit, it happened to be half past eight.

Qin Mo was wearing a red Zhongshan outfit, refreshing, elegant and upright, not at all like a middle-aged man who was almost fifty years old. Qin Feifei held his hand, and when the two got out of the car, they saw Mrs. Li coming out to greet her.

"Happy New Year."

Qin Feifei took out the New Year gift that had been prepared long ago and rushed straight to Mrs. Li. Mrs. Li took it casually and asked the butler to take it to the store to put it on.

"Just as long as you come, why do you bring these common rituals? I'm very happy if you can come."

Mrs. Li said angrily, and Qin Feifei lowered her head and pursed her lips and chuckled, which was a harmonious scene.

Qin Mo frowned: "Where is Beiting?"

"I'm making tea in the back, just wait for you to come, come in quickly."

The two were led by Mrs. Li and headed towards the hall. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Li Beiting sitting cross-legged beside the coffee table, wearing black home clothes, lowering his head and making tea seriously.

His fingers were slender and beautiful, and he was persistent in the dark mahogany tea set. His every move was as elegant as the male protagonist walking out of a comic. Qin Feifei, who was already a little resentful in his heart, saw such a scroll.

My heartbeat stopped after a beat.

This man is really beautiful, and it makes people want to swallow their saliva when you see it.

Qin Feifeiyang smiled: "Brother Beiting, happy New Year."

One sentence disturbed Li Beiting, who had been making tea carefully, tilted his head and looked over, his eyes sharp and his fine bangs covered the dim light in his eyes.

Seeing that it was Qin Mo and Qin Feifei, he chuckled: "Uncle Qin, Feifei, come here to have tea."

Qin Mo frowned, relaxed a little, walked over and sat opposite Li Beiting. Qin Feifei held Mrs. Li and sat on the left.

"Uncle, drink tea."

Li Beiting delivered the brewed tea to Qin Mo and Qin Feifei. Qin Feifei held the teacup, smelled it, and narrowed her eyes: "Brother Beiting likes tea?"

Mrs. Li smiled: "He doesn't like it, but he knows your father likes it."

Li Beiting really doesn't like drinking tea. This tea was specially prepared for Qin Mo, because Qin Mo likes to drink tea. Every year, people who give him gifts work hard on tea. There are rumors outside that Qin Mo likes to drink Dahongpao.

In fact, what he likes to drink is Yunwu Maojian.

The best hair tip was pinched down as soon as it sprouted, and it only collected a few kilograms a year. Li Beiting made a full kilogram and was waiting for Qin Mo to come.

Qin Mo stretched his eyebrows and eyes as he smelled the fragrance of tea, lowered his head and smelled it, and took a sip.

He narrowed his eyes, as if he was savoring the fragrance of tea.

Li Beiting lowered his eyes and asked with a smile: "Uncle, is tea okay?"

When he was very young, his father said that Qin Mo was his best brother, and his brother's favorite tea was Maojian. Li Beiting always remembered it, so he respected Qin Mo very much.

But the more news I got later, the more shocking it was.

Qin Mo is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Qin Mo slowly put down the teacup, suddenly smiled, with kind eyes: "You have the heart."

Mrs. Li looked at Li Beiting, then looked at Qin Mo who seemed to be happy. Her heart was inexplicably tightened. Qin Feifei, who was leaning against her, immediately noticed something was wrong and looked at her worriedly: "Auntie, are you okay?"

Mrs. Li wanted to shake her head, and then she smiled weakly: "Maybe I'm a little tired today."

Qin Feifei immediately stood up considerately: "I'll accompany you to rest upstairs?"
Chapter completed!
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