breakfast.

The two sat at opposite ends of the dining table. She ate noodles and soy milk, and he ate cereal and milk.

"Thank you for helping me find my phone last night." She said to break the silence.

"My mother hit you, and I'm sorry." He also spoke, expressing the apology he had been suppressing in his heart.

Qin Anan's face heated up: "It's not you who hit me, why are you apologizing to me?"

"Slap in the face is not good." His voice was a little stiff, "If anyone touches my face, I will..."

Qin An'an didn't wait for him to finish speaking, raised her hand and gently slid it on his cheek.

His skin is delicate and smooth, and feels great to the touch.

Fu Shiting: "..."

His eyes deepened, his Adam's apple moved, and the milk glass in his hand shook slightly.

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"Okay, it's even." She lowered her eyes and drank the soy milk, but her heartbeat was erratic.

The fingers touching his cheek felt like they were on fire, getting hotter and hotter.

She hurriedly finished her breakfast and quickly hid in her room.

The scar on my cheek today is lighter than yesterday, and it doesn't hurt as much.

She put on a thin layer of foundation to cover the scars on her face.

She can no longer stay at home.

The company made several phone calls to her.

Xinhe Capital also sends messages every now and then to inquire.

When she finished dressing up briefly and came out of the room, Fu Shiting had already left.

"Madam, do you want to go to the company? I'll ask the driver to take you there." After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she went to call the driver.

Qin Anan stood at the door waiting.

At this time, the cell phone rang.

She took out her cell phone and answered the call.

"Miss Qin, are you free today? I have something to ask you for help." Sheng Bei's voice came from the phone.

Qin Anan said confused: "What's the matter? Are you sure I can help you?"

Sheng Bei said in a determined tone: "Are you sure? Are you at home now? How about I pick you up? We will discuss it in detail when we meet."

Qin Anan: "...Okay."

Half an hour later, Sheng Bei appeared at the gate of Fu's courtyard in a white Bentley.

His car and Fu Shiting's car seemed to have the same model except for the color.

"Mr. Sheng, aren't you going to work today?" Qin Anan got in the car and fastened her seat belt.

"I don't need to clock in at work." Sheng Bei said with a smile, "I'm looking for you because I want you to help us pick out gifts."

"Help you? Who else besides you?"

"Other executives of the company. It will be Shi Ting's birthday in a while, and we have to buy a gift for him. But we don't know what to buy, so we want you to help us with this."

Qin An said quietly: "When is his birthday?"

"Haha, do you not care about your husband so much?" Sheng Bei felt sad for Fu Shiting.

Tang Qian treated him as a treasure, and Qin Anan treated him as a straw, but he chose to be a straw.

Qin Anan blushed in embarrassment and made an excuse: "...I'm usually very busy."

"Well, I know that things in your company are more difficult. You still have to write a paper. You must be busier than Shi Ting." Sheng Beidao.

"You're laughing at me." Qin Anan heard the implication, but was not angry. "I don't know what he likes. I'm afraid I can't help."

"Of course you can help." Sheng Bei drove the car onto the road, "Let's go to the mall first."

Soon, the car stopped at the largest shopping mall in the city center.

On weekday mornings, there are not many tourists in the mall.

Sheng Bei took her into the mall and went straight to the jewelry section on the first floor.

Qin Anan frowned and looked at Sheng Bei in confusion: "He likes jewelry? Why haven't I seen him wearing it..."

Aren’t jewelry only worn by women?
Chapter completed!