Chapter 1181： Arrived at Yus house (1/2)
Yu Qinghuan looked at Tong Siyao and looked up.
”But...I've said it!” Tong Siyao said anxiously, ”I owe you a lot--”
She was surprised suddenly, looked at Yu Qinghuan, and immediately took a step back.
She ran over in a hurry, but don't let anyone misunderstand.
She bowed her head and took out her wallet, took a card and handed it to the cashier: ”No. 17, thank you.”
Sheng Yiting said helplessly: ”Since you insist, let me call back next time.” You can call back, otherwise, see you again for any reason?
Tong Siyao glanced at Yu Qinghuan, but did not dare to agree. The host is here. If she dares to accept it, she will be the mistress who hits the door! She shouldn't be a junior!
The cashier looked at the cards of the two of them and took over Sheng Yiting's first: ”Mr. Come first, I'll get the number 12 first.”
Tong Siyao nodded.
The cashier's hand swiping the card was a little trembling-it turned out to be a black card! What an eye-opener!
Sheng Yiting finished buying the order, fearing that Yu Qinghuan would be impatient in waiting, and said to Tong Siyao: ”Then I will go first and contact me back.”
Tong Siyao nodded indiscriminately, did not dare to look at him, after a while, they looked back and they had already walked to the door.
Yu Qinghuan turned her head suddenly, she turned around quickly.
But she found that the other person's eyes were very strange, like... in the vegetable market evaluating the quality of a Chinese cabbage!
...
Sheng Yiting was relieved until Yu Qinghuan got into the car.
Putting on the seat belt, he asked Yu Qinghuan: ”I... I will take you to see... my dad?”
Yu Qinghuan leaned on the seat and looked out the window, ”Go and see my mother.”
”...Oh.” Sheng Yiting picked up the phone, ”Then I will ask where she is.”
Yu Qinghuan did not object.
He called, only asking whether Wu Surong was in the hospital or at home, and did not say anything else, lest Yu Qinghuan would shoot his cell phone again.
Putting down the phone, Old K stared at him and asked: ”Are you the son of Sheng Nanxuan?!”
Sheng Yiting was puzzled: ”You are...”
”Call Grandpa.” Old K looked up with a serious face.