He Qingchi has been staying in the apartment these days, and he hasn't even stepped out of the door.

It just so happened that Qin Chuan had returned to Qin's house recently, so no one disturbed her.

Wednesday was coming soon, and He Qingchi slept until after three o'clock in the afternoon before he woke up.

She got up lazyly, went to the bathroom to wash her face and change her clothes, took out her cell phone and called for a sumptuous meal, and asked the restaurant to deliver it to the apartment.

Maybe the old man was very conscientious and not only canceled the freezing of her credit card, but also asked the secretary to pay a huge sum of money, saying that it was a nutritional fee for her and she had to eat well for three meals, otherwise her fingers would be thin enough to have no trace of meat.

He Qingchi is an obedient and good child who orders a table of private dishes every day.

When I can’t finish eating, I put down my chopsticks, an idea will occasionally pop up in my mind.

Does she lack private food?

Don't think that if you treat her to a private meal once or twice, you will think you'll get the woman done.

Thinking of this, He Qingchi lost his normal appetite.

She left the restaurant table and thought that it was Wednesday. She picked up her phone and found Wen Shuchen's number from the address book. After sending him a text message, she deleted him, including the WeChat message she added before.

Then, turn off the machine simply and neatly.
Chapter completed!