Dear Mr. Shi

After looking for Li Chengyu, Song Qinghuan found out that he did not have Li Chengyu's phone number.

But the next day, she went to the hospital for a re-examination again, and when she was registered in the hospital, she left the phone number of Li Chengyu's assistant, Dui.

Song Qinghuan found Li Chengyu through the dumb, and made an appointment at the coffee shop.

At noon, there were not many people in the cafe. As soon as Song Qinghuan entered the door, he saw Li Chengyu, sitting at a table by the window sill, flipping through a magazine in his hand.

The faint sunlight from outside the window came in, shining on him, as if a layer of golden light passed through, exuding a kind of noble air that people can’t ignore, giving people an extraordinary, noble and inviolable deterrent. sense.

When Song Qing was about to approach him happily, his steps slowed down subconsciously. Suddenly I understood why Li Qianze was so afraid of this brother.

Long, cold eyes swept over, and Li Chengyu put down the magazine in his hand.

"Brother Li." Song Qinghuan smiled carefully and greeted politely.

"I am in the same year as Shi Yuhan, and Yuefen is older than me." The cold tone, like a cup of frozen coffee, permeated elegant and supreme from the inside to the outside.

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and sat down opposite him.

If you don't call him Big Brother Li, what should you call him? You must know that when Yuhanyue is old, she doesn't want to be called Big Brother yet, because her man is at a disadvantage.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Qinghuan chuckled lightly and stared at Li Chengyu, "That..."

Li Chengyu's clear eyes were indifferent, but she felt as if she was submerged in ice water, a little suffocated, and a little unable to speak.

"That...that...that..." There were several, and Song Qinghuan couldn't say anything.

Li Chengyu squinted his eyes slightly, seeming a little impatient.

Song Qinghuan did not dare to hesitate anymore, and quickly asked the complete words: "That thank you for helping me yesterday!"

Li Chengyu: "..."

Without a response, Song Qinghuan continued: "That...I'm pregnant, I want to ask you, did you tell Shi Yuhan?"

Li Chengyu's eyes suddenly burst with cold light, and asked: "Why, you don't want to tell him about your pregnancy."

Song Qinghuan waved his hand again and again and said with a smile: "No, no, I plan to tell him myself, telling him on Valentine's Day, and give him a Valentine's Day gift, can you keep it secret for me temporarily."

Li Chengyu picked up the coffee in front of him, his arm to fingertip movements were elegant.

After lightly pursing, he curled his lips and said with deep meaning: "What if he doesn't like this Valentine's Day gift?"

Song Qinghuan's face was suffocated, and he immediately retorted: "No, he will like it."

Li Chengyu smiled coldly: "I think he will pull you to kill the child."

"No way!" Song Qinghuan's face was as white as snow, and his whole body trembled violently, angrily: "It's not you when you are against the cold!"

With a crisp sound of "Keng", Li Chengyu replayed the coffee cup slightly.

Several brown colors splashed out of the coffee cup and landed on the white tablecloth.

Song Qinghuan suddenly felt a sense of panic that the entire iceberg in front was shaking and shaking violently.

Only then did Song Qinghuan realize that he had provoked someone.

Oh my god, what a terrible man!

She swallowed, leaning back subconsciously, and said boldly: "I...what do you want to do, I'll tell you I'm a pregnant woman, I can't afford to be scared."